Sabastian Danovan's P O V
I loosened my tie a little, leaning back and closing my eyes in tiredness, and asked, "What do we have for tomorrow, Mark?".
"Your first meeting is with Mr. Ethan and is scheduled at 8 am Then you are supposed to send back the files with the report for TG's meeting..." He continued to tell all the stocks of meeting in order and I just listened to them like I always do.
"In the afternoon, you have a lunch meeting with..." I raised my head to stop him there, saying, "Cancel that meeting; I am having my lunch with someone else."
"But boss, your mom asked to arrange this meeting with Ms. Lia," he said in worry and almost scared.
"Mark, do you work for me or my mother?" I asked, turning to him and opening my eyes a little to look at him.
"You boss, but..." He answered in nervousness, trying not to make me angry and trying to please my family.
"Don't listen to anything my mom or my family says. I am the one paying you, not them, so do what I said," I ordered, letting out a sigh and going back to relax a little.
This is the 4th time my mom has arranged a blind date this year, and I have rejected everyone without even meeting.
"Then what should I arrange on the lunch time, boss? " Mark asked, turning to me after removing the meeting from his list.
"I am going to have lunch with Jasmine," I informed, closing my eyes as the thoughts of her filled my head.
Just the mention of her name can make me go crazy.
"Jasmine? The one you are helping to get the contract for your own event? And also the first one to work in your office room, even though you never allow anyone in until and unless they have something to do! You do all these things even though there are no benefits, or should I say, you lose more with all these things?" He finally said it out after holding it back from yesterday.
"Yes, the exact same Jasmine," I said with a sigh, shaking my head a little at how comfortable he got.
"So, can I inform your mother that you have found someone? So I don't have to try to reject her with silly reasons anymore," he asked, turning to me. I can say that he always tries to reject or tell her some excuse to not plan all these dates, but she always forces him to do so.
And if I look at his side, this is perfectly a good reason to escape my mom, then use my name.
"No! And there is nothing going on between me and Jasmine! Everything I am doing is purely work related. She has something good to show and I am good at checking and correcting it, so it has nothing to do with the date and about the lunch. I am just replaying something she did. That's it!" I tried to clear my name and be the perfect businessman that I always am.
"Oh... So you are wasting your time letting an unknown person in your office alone with all of your most important documents and things because you think she has talent, and you are trying to teach and improve someone so they could get benefits?" He asked, turning to me with a smile.
I fucking hate that smile.
"Shout up! And dare you say a word about this to my mom or anyone, then you consider yourself dead," I said in anger and turned to look at my watch.
When I found her laying naked on the bed with that bastard, I was devastated, hurt, and was in so much pain. I felt so broken, and all I could see was red.
Despite that, I asked her to tell me what that was, and all I wanted to hear was that this was just a dream and I was having a bad dream.
She didn't say any of those.
Everything I heard for all these times are just rumours and nothing is going on between them.
But the moment she stumbled to answer my questions and asked what was I doing there?
I broke, and I couldn't hear her words or anything.
I locked myself up after throwing her away from my life.
It was hell, and it took a lot of time and effort to come out of it, but the moment I saw her back after 6 years felt nothing like what I thought.
Disgusted or the pain, even though I did feel that, despite that, what I felt more was the love, and that feeling to hold her back in my arms was stronger, so I took a rational decision even though it was stupid, like Mark said.
It's just 6: 40 pm now and we could go back in 5 minutes, so I think I could meet Jasmine.
"Fine, I won't, but you can't hide your feelings for too long, boss," Mark said, changing the schedule.
"Who gave you that big mouth, Mark? And you fucking dare to use that on me? You know that I don't like people crossing the line, right?" I said, getting pissed.
"I am not crossing the line, boss. If I did, then you would have fired me, wouldn't you?" He asked, turning to me with that same irritating smile.
"Shout that big mouth of yours, I might really kill you!" I said, staring right in his eyes while removing my tie off of my neck.
"Yes, boss," he replied, while acting like he zipped his mouth and turned front as we entered the premises.
"Stop the car!" I ordered, as I stared at the familiar figure walking out of the building with a man and smiling at him.
I rolled down the window and called, "Ms. Everly.".
She turned to me in shock but walked up to me, but was followed by that man.
"Yes, Mr. Danovan?" She asked, confused, like she didn't do anything.