I knew everything he was saying was right but I still didn't care. "She is the most insolent employee I have ever met and I want her gone."
Dad sighed, relaxing into his chair. I saw that he was thinking about it. I hid my smile. I knew he wouldn't be able to refuse me, he never did.
Suddenly he sat up. He was smiling, that couldn't be good. I eyed him curiously.
"I'll have her fired."
I exhaled deeply, relaxing now. "Than—"
"But first," He continued. "You'll have to prove to me that you are able to dissociate your feelings and emotions from your work ethics."
I nodded. "Of course I can do that, Dad."
"You'll have to work with her, peacefully, for two months."
I shot him a gaze. "What?!"
"Yes. If you can pull that off with no complaints, no issues. I want to see you two working as partners, cordially of course."
"Dad that's ridiculous," I gritted my teeth. "How do you expect me to work with someone like that?"
He shrugged. "You want her out don't you? Take this as a test from me. You need to be ready for when I hand the company over to you."
I breathed heavily, biting my tongue. Two months was a long time. I couldn't play pretend friends with that bitch for two months. And what would the other employees think? My chest beat heavily as I thought it through. Two months and then she was out. It was far better than having her around for God knows how long.
I looked over to see Dad observing me. Sucking in a sharp breath, I faced him. "Fine."
"Very well then," He clapped his hands together. "But remember, if I hear of any disagreements going on between you two, the deal is off."
I stared at him in disbelief. "How is that even fair?"
"Quite as fair as you wanting to render a young woman unemployed."
I glared at him. I didn't want to bring up the fact that he had fired more than ten employees in the last two weeks. "Deal," I muttered.
"Good! Now I have work to continue," He waved me away, facing his computer again.
I nodded, getting up and exiting the office. That bitch was the least of my problems. I had to prepare to close a deal with a new company. The projects we would embark on were the biggest yet for Smith Industries, and after several discussions we had
decided to send out a representative to facilitate the whole process.
Goldberg Wealth was one of the leading financial companies out there and we needed them on our side for our projects to be a success. I had my eye out for the representative of Goldberg Wealth, Ryan. I personally think he's a mama's boy and I'm not so keen on having him snooping around the offices, but I couldn't say that in the meetings.
I was so engaged in thought that I hadn't realized until I bumped into something. A rain of papers and files flew up in the air and in annoyance I looked up to see a fuming Melanie.
My annoyance increased twofold. "Try to watch where you're going. You're always so clumsy!" I yelled, watching as she turned up her nose. She carefully arranged the files back up and turned to face me.
"Maybe if you weren't half blind you would've seen me coming," She spat, her icy glare digging deep into me.
I felt the rise and fall of my chest as I glared at her, my rage increasing each second at the fact that she refused to back down.
My gaze instinctively fell to her lips. Although set firmly in anger, they were full and luscious. Without knowing exactly why I swallowed. What the hell was wrong with me?
I quickly walked past her and into my office. What the hell had just happened? Back in dad's office, I had been staring at her, and now I caught myself staring at her lips. My fingers raked the back of my head. I had not been with anyone for a few weeks now because I'd been swarmed with work. What I needed was a good, hard fuck to get me back on track. Whipping out my phone, I quickly dialed Simone.
She picked up on the first ring. "Oh my goodness, Chris. You called?!"
I rolled my eyes. Simone was a model I had met on one of my business trips. She was tall, sexy, and shy. The kind of woman that was made for a quick fuck. Which was why I always called her when I needed it, or when I was bored.
"Today, our regular spot and time," I answered simply.
"Okay," She breathed. "Any requests for lingerie?" She asked, making my cock push against my pants in anticipation.
"You know what I like."
"Okay then. I'll see you."
And then I hung up. That was what I liked about Simone. It was always quick and straight to the point. And that was exactly what I needed.