I am not sure how Kenna is going to react to Xander ordering her about... can't wait for the next chapter. Update will be on Wednesday 09th of October xo
KennaI couldn’t exactly make a scene in front of everyone even though I wanted to throw a tantrum and tell Xander where he could stick his lunch invitation. The audacity of the man, how dare he demand that I have dinner with him? Who on earth does he think he is? And why all of a sudden the interest in me? He is an arrogant man who thinks he can have everything he wants. It is up to me to show him or at least tell him at lunch that I will not be spoken to like that nor will I bow down and let him have me again.As far as I am concerned, Xander had his chance. Although, I am now questioning why I get a slight thrill curse through my body as the thought of being close to him at lunch.No mind, I have to freshen up. It’s been a long morning and I feel like I need to reapply some mascara and lipstick. He stands in the main reception area with its vaulted ceilings and rustic hanging lamps made of iron with just orange bulbs hanging down casting a glorious shade across the stripped wood fl
XanderWatching her chest rise and fall is doing strange things to my body and making my crotch area of my trousers tight. Her lips are slightly parted and her cheeks are flushed. “Are you warm, Kenna. Do you want us to move outside where there is more breeze now the winds are picking up slightly?” “What? No, I’m perfectly fine.” I chuckle knowing that for some reason I am having an impact on her and well I like it. The way her eyes are darkening making her iris’s look bigger and blacker is a dead giveaway that she is liking being here with me. Why did I waste all that time when I was with her? “So, tell me what are your plans within Bodega. You want to be on the executive board I take it?” “Of course, it’s going to take a couple of years I should imagine to claw my way to the top. Isaac did say he wanted me on the board but I declined.” She takes a sip of the chilled Sauvignon crisp white wine.“Why did you decline, you would have had all the extra money, the perks, everything. A
Kenna I watch as he frowns, something has annoyed him, his jaw is ticking. That wonderfully strong jaw of his, and I see his eyes are darkening. Xander swiftly types something back, I wonder who he is messaging with. “So,” he says, looking directly at me with his blazing, blue eyes. “Do you have anything to tell me, Kenna?” “Like what?” I tap my fingers on the table. “I have a message from Violet on my phone. She says she has something she knows about you.” I gulp and reach for my wine glass. I don’t even dare to glance at him. Instead I move my eyes to the table instead. I somehow don’t think a glass of wine will be enough, maybe I need the bottle. Or perhaps Violet is bluffing. Does she know I am with him? Does she know he is in Napa? How would she know my whereabouts unless of course someone within the Bodega business who works with me is a mole and telling her my every movement. Mm, I hadn’t thought of that but now my mind is racing with all sorts of theories. “No. Like wh
KennaI lean forward and place my hands in my head, I knew something like this would happen. Violet just simply cannot help herself. She is a bitch with a capital B. Loathing and detest for her seeps through my entire body, the anger mounts up. “Can I get you anything?” Herbert has knocked on the glass office door. “No, thanks, Herbert, I am fine. Did the walk through with Mr Staniopolis go well?”“Yes, Ma’am. I think he is mighty impressed with our outfit here. It’ll be a good business partnership.” He has a smile on his face, I notice how the skin around his eyes crinkle. “Indeed,” I lie because the last thing I want is to have to be at Xander’s beck and call on a business level. I want to just move on from him yet every time I am with him, no matter how much my mind tells me he is trouble for me, my body seems to have a different opinion. It’s frustrating and conflicting. For Isaac’s business, however, it is a good thing. Xander promoting our winery in his hotels will increase ou
Dante“Has anyone seen Kenna. She should have been back from Napa yesterday evening but her driver advised she didn’t need a pick up from the airport?” I am bewildered, it is not like Kenna to go missing nor to not contact me and I haven’t heard from her in forty-eight hours.My father looks up from the newspaper he is reading at the dining table, it’s breakfast time and father is still old fashioned and enjoys a real newspaper. “No, I don’t think you need to worry too much, Dante. She will be safe.” Why do I then have an unsettling feeling in my gut? Her mother looks up from her plate. “Come to think of it, Dante, she hasn’t contacted me in the last two days either. Isaac,” she turns to my father, “isn’t she supposed to be heading into the office today for your Excom meeting?”He closes the newspaper and folds it then places it beside his plate. “She is supposed to be taking part. Yes, I need her to familiarize herself with how our Excom team works and to meet the team. It’s been a
XanderI sit opposite Kenna, my legs crossed watching her come apart, I’ve never seen this side of her and I am completely lost for words or what to do in a situation like this. I am still wondering if there is an angle, since I am so distrustful of women these days. Not knowing what the hell is going on between Kenna and Violet.Kenna called me to say she needed to see me, that it was important and involved Violet blackmailing her. From the sound of Kenna on the phone, she had been drinking. Her words were slightly slurred and some of it did not make sense at all.Needless to say, I have had to delay flying out to Asia. Thankfully I have leeway as my first meetings with the contractors do not actually begin until three days' time. I want to be able to familiarize myself first with the layout of the land, the offices I will be working from when I am in Asia and also to get to know the feel for the place. It’s a whole new market arena for me and one that I want to succeed in. There is a
KennaShocking how exhausted I feel and my hangover is not relenting, whatever possessed me to drink so much. At least nobody recognized me from any of the pictures that are currently being posted on a regular basis. Isaac and his family are always in the limelight and sometimes I wish I could have total anonymity. My driver pulls the car up in front of the house, I retrieve my bag from the seat next to me and wait for him to come round and open the door before retrieving my suitcase from the back.And another thing, what on earth did I think I was doing by calling Xander and practically telling him about Violet blackmailing me? Shock of all shocks, I am relieved to say the least that I didn’t spill the beans. And Xander. Why Xander? It’s not even like I have any feelings towards him anymore other than his mere presence irritates the holy crap out of me.“Kenna, Kenna, you are back. Oh, my gosh we were so worried about you.” My mother comes running down the stairs as I enter the house.
KennaOh God today has been a total shit show. I managed to get to the Excom Meeting, of course the members were not especially receptive towards me. Isaac introduced me as the new solutions manager and that I was his stepdaughter and would eventually be assuming the position of CEO in six month’s time. Well, that went down like a lead balloon. There were plenty of raised eyebrows and some folding of arms. Of course they don’t want a young thing like me suddenly becoming the CEO of the business and having a handle on running the business.One man, Wilkinson, an older man in his mid-fifties even went as far as to say that he thought the leader of the org should be handed to one of them not to a young girl in her twenties and what did I know about the business. Isaac did stand in my corner, thankfully and explained that he wouldn’t consider putting me in charge if he didn’t feel that I was learning from the ground up. It was exhausting to say the least. Some of the women were a lot kind