Breyson is so broken and in a very ugly mood, however he's one man who knows how to control his emotions. How does he even manage to do that?! Is it professionalism or ego?! He doesn't mix matters of the heart with business. His personal life is miles away from his work.
Breyson's P. O. V
Time check; 8:00am
I wake up to a pillow punch!
"Awwch!"I cry out
"Wake up sleepy head." My little sister says as she pulls off the sheets.
"What happened to you?" She adds making everything seem like it all just happened. Dad has been calling your phone countless times but all in vain.
You wouldn't understand was my only reply. I got up and went to the shower.
"You know we are all worried for you!" My sister stated that crystal clear.
"I know that! Give me a few minutes, we will talk later!" I replied loudly from the bathroom.
"Alright I'm waiting just don't take long in the shower." She replied.
"That was fast! Do you have an early appointment?" My sister asked.
"Ofcourse why would I be in search a hurry?!" I answered.
"Alright then I should get going I don't want to be the reason as to why dad scoulds you if things don't go well just because you were late." She said, stood up and gave me a hug. Tell me about it later when you are free.
"Sure I will. Love you and kiss mum for me when you get home.
"Love you more! Daddy's only son! My only brother! Mum's most loved child!" She teased.
"Come on!" I laughed.
"But I'm I learning?! We both know mum loves you like crazy!" She complained.
"And dad always bought you more gifts than me even when it wasn't your birthday! Have you forgotten that?!" I teased her too.
"Yeah, yeah but it was only fair that way!" She answered.
I saw her to the door and went back to finish getting ready.
I finish dressing up, usually I tend to wear black when I wake up to bad days like this one, give myself a last glance in the mirror, grab my keys and rush out!
Soon as I'm about to get going, some one knocks on the door. I Closed my room and approached the door to see who it was. "Did she forget something or what?" I wondered.
"Shit!! What exactly are you doing here?! You've really got some balls!" I asked with so much anger in my voice.
"I figured we needed to settle our differences and i suppose she talked to you already." He answered.
"Look Rapha, I really don't have time for you or your and the woman you seduced and snatched away. That doesn't surprise me though because I've come to conclusion that it's in your nature and blood. Even when we were little you always snatched away my toys." I mentioned.
"Well let's say that perhaps that is true, but this time around it's not a toy and I wouldn't believe if you told me that you were only toying with her. She toyed with you! You know why because you ain't man enough!" He said making the last bit hit me where it hurt most. I swear I tried but my emotions where to precious to be disrespected to that point. Before he could go any further with his insults, with all my energy I hit Rapha's jaw so hard that I almost broke it! I saw blood coming from his nose and I felt abit relieved.
"Next time you think of showing your crooked face up here, make sure you are followed by an ambulance because I will not spare your sorry life again!" I warned him.
"You're going to pay for this!! I promise you! This punch will cost you much more than you can ever imagine! Not even snatching your girl will ever be close to it. Mark my words!
"No you mark my words! Your threats don't intimidate me. I would recommend you worry about yourself more because next time I won't think twice!" I threw him out of my premises as soon as possible.
A call from Dad?! I expected this. "Yes dad, I had made all the necessary arrangements. Actually today I'm meeting up with the organizer as well as his board team to finalize the contract but that will be after a presentation of some of our cuisine."
"Is the presentation already organized? Make sure you get the best chefs on your line up." With those few remarks, my dad hangs up the phone.
I park my car and head out.
Goodmorning Nora, is everything else in line, is the presentation room perfect. Call every chef that is on the list, I need to have a brief discussion with them, now!
I let Nora do her work and head to my office. I reach my desk and sit down. Go through my phone and land on something that spoils my mood. I permanently erase it. This is no time for this. I tell myself as I search for my folder. My eyes land on something again, "Belinda Parkers" I look at the file and think for a while. I decide to trash them. They ain't even original. I say that with a slight twitch at the right corner of my lips.
After a couple of calls, I move out of the office and head to the presentation room.
We are so honored to have you all here, Allow me welcome you once again. LA SCOOPERS' is an establishment that deals in a variety of international cuisine, our mission is to satisfy customers' tastes through a unique experience here with us. A few feedback from our clients is that we should expand the establishment and introduce other services aside from meal experience. And yes they were right to suggest that because frankly, it's our vision. I want to assure you that choosing us for all your occasions, will be the best decision you could ever make. We work to our best thus leaving no room for regrets. I pose a bit to get a few responses.
I hear whispers all over the room, I wonder if I convinced them even just a little, they look so damn serious! I think to myself as I see my phone light up, caller ID; Nora.
Excuse me gentlemen, allow me take this call.
"Sure." They reply at once.
I move out as fast as I could to meet up with Nora.
Nora what's so urgent that you had to call me in the middle of a life line presentation?
"I'm sorry boss, but we have a problem." She answered.
What's that supposed to mean? Spill it!
"The chef who was supposed to work on the Italian desserts is not feeling well so he didn't show up." She whispered.
"What? How unprofessional! Is this the right time to notify us?! What are we going to do! I just convinced those men in suit about how we've got all the international cuisine?!
What should I do? What should I do? I walk left right as I think of what to do." I. Wondered.
Belinda!
"What?!" I question.
"Boss! Belinda! Let's call Belinda! I know she's not yet considered but she can get us out of this one, we need this contract!" Nora suggested.
"I don't think she's qualified enough." I replied.
"She is!" Nora replies.
"How do you know?" I asked.
"I'm sorry but I went through her files yesterday, didn't you see her performance." She confesses.
"No I didn't, I trashed them." I reply.
But anyways call her, I just hope she doesn't mess up. She seems messy! Let me know when you're done.
"Sure, right away sir!" Says Nora.
I head back to the presentation room. I notice silence all over. "Mkhu..mkhu..mkhu" I cleared my throat. "I'm sorry about that long call I received a while ago, shall we proceed to the presentation room for a clear view and taste on some of our best chef's dishes?" I asked with a fake smile which I'm certain they did not notice at all.
They look at each other doubtfully but then they node their heads in agreement.
As we head out, my phone lights up. A message from Nora.
Nora: Boss, Belinda is here!
Me: That fast???!
Nora: Yeah, she hesitated saying she thought we had only professionals but I managed to convince her!
Me: Hmm! That woman's nerves! Is she set?!
Nora: Already!
Me: Alright, great!
A/N
Here comes Belinda guys!☺️☺️