Chapter 5 - FIVE

                  JULIAN OLIVAREZ

Time has passed since my uneventful wedding day,then my encounter with that Greek God looking guy at the beach. It's been roughly a month, the only person I hear from is my P.A Alya,nobody else.

I don't even know where my phone is,but I'll look for it later. I have to report back to work two days from now,I believe I'm ready to face it all.

I've spent the whole month wallowing in self pity,eating my stress away. Yeah,it's not healthy, I know. But it's what gets me going and now I'm back on track.

I've been working from home,pacts of being a CEO and founder of an outstanding company. In the meantime, I managed to scoop us a deal with MGN.Inc group of companies. So I'll have to report back to work in order to attend a meeting with Representatives from the said company,and if successful,we'll be elevating up the bar to number two in the food chain.

You see,my company REZ Architectural firm deals in everything architecture. Building plans,construction,renovation, and remodeling projects.

I hire hundreds of people from contractors to architects in the field. In the office tower,there are less than fifty.

Meanwhile MGN.Inc deals in Hotels and resorts mainly. They are the top of the food chain in our line of work,followed by two other companies,then we come in forth position,according to ratings. Sealing this deal is going to be the cornerstone of my company. I'm so ecstatic right now.

Two days later

I got up quite earlier than usual,have to avoid the morning hassle and traffic jam. I can't afford being late for the business meeting I have with Representatives from MGN.Inc this afternoon. I got a last minute call that the CEO, Mr Azrael Morgan will be attending in person. Whatever the reason is,I don't mind. It afterall makes it easier to reach an agreement with the big man himself than representatives.

In a fleet of moments,I was in the parking lot of my office building. There is a private elevator which leads direct to my floor,so I take it.

Alya is not here yet since her day starts at 8 in the morning,which leaves me about forty minutes to prepare before she arrives so that we go through my schedule for this month.

Alya walks into my office with a cup of coffee,a smile making her caramel skin glow brighter

"Good morning Mr Olivarez,good to see you back in office" She greets

"Good morning to you too Alya,hope everything is well" I indulge

"Yeah everything is well,thank you for asking" With that,she takes her seat in front of my desk. We discuss about everything as planned on her schedule to the T.

Soon it's time for the meeting,I head to the board room and wait patiently for more people to join.

"Excuse me Mr Olivarez, I'd like to inform you that Mr Morgan will be a bit late for the meeting. But he requests that we start without him,he will be joining later." Alya informs.

Pitches and presentations later,a gentleman in a  black tux walks into the board room. He has this aura that speaks dominance and it seems quite familiar. He is so ethereal,his emerald gaze and light blue hair. Honestly it's hard to find entrepreneurs with coloured hair. He looks good regardless,luke your average kpop boy band singers.

"I apologize for being late,Azrael Morgan is my name,you can call me Azrael. Nice to meet you Mr Olivarez " He offers me his hand for a handshake

"Nice to meet you too Mr Morgan,I am glad we finally met. Please take your seat" I signal for him to take a seat next to me on my right.

"So what's your opinion about the plan,Anything you want to change?" I ask Mr Morgan.

"It's perfect,not a detail should be changed. I love it"

With that remark,I release a breath I didn't know I was holding in. Deal is sealed

I see him off to the elevator,on my way to my office. What a way to start a week!

Moments fleet by and I'm on my way back home. I check my phone for missed calls and messages.

Surprisingly,I find out that Adrien had called several times and left me messages. I didn't think he could give my business card a once over and muster my phone number. He sure has a good memory.

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Hey Julian,it's Adrien from the beach. Hope you got home well.

Hey,how are you doing. I called earlier to check on you. But I assume you're not in the mood to talk.

Good morning Julian. Please return the calls whenever you're ready.

Good night, Julian. I miss you and I really wanted to talk to you. I just wanna know how you are doing.

       I think I should call him back or text. Ugh what do I say. I think I should wait for him to call again, but that's not fair. Poor man has been calling me while I was in self isolation.

I can do this,I breathe out and call him back. At the second ring,he answers by now I'm entering my condo so I take a seat in my recliner.

"Hey," I greet

         "Hey" he greets back in his breathtaking voice. It's so deep,velvety and hypnotic,it gets me blushing like a high-school girl.

"How are you,Adrien from the beach"   I compose myself,can't let my closeted attraction to this angelic man overtake me.

"I'm good,Julian. How have you been? I wanted to hear from you but got no success in that"

"Oh dear,I'm so sorry. I cut off communication with the outside world  while I was cocooned in my condominium"

"I missed you,your voice. You really made me worried. Are you okay! Have you gone back to work!?"

"Missed me you say!"  I reply with underlying sarcasm."Thank you for checking on me Adrien. It means a lot. Yeah,I'm alright and back to work"

We talk about this and that,a few jokes included till late. I yawn in exhaustion,looking at the clock in my living room,it reads 2 o'clock. Time seems to run fast when I'm talking to Adrien. He has that effect on me,I don't seem to mind the hours that go by when it's to do with him.

"Oh I am sorry I kept you up late. Go on and get some rest,your body needs it" I hear Adrien say on the other side of the line.

I still want to hear his sweet voice but my body is giving out.

"Have a good night beautiful"  Says Adrien

"Good night Adrien"  I reply and soon I'm snoozing on my couch.

You may assume that a month away from work would prevent me from exhaustion,newsflash it didn't.

I let myself drift off into the world of dreams. I have a peculiar dream about Adrien,but it's just a dream