Morgan's pov
"Father." I yelled immediately as I walked into the house, my voice filled with rage.
"I demand to know the fool that was supposed to pick me from the airport and that you fire him or her immediately', I exclaimed.
"Welcome home son", my dad said with a smile that annoyed me.
"Well, my secretary was supposed to pick you up, but seeing you this angry makes me think she didn't make it in time". He added.
"You think dad?That clumsy and incompetent secretary of yours didn't show up at all!" I exclaimed again, my voice mixed with frustration.
"Well, she actually did, she sent me a message, explaining what went wrong. You should let it go son", he said tapping my shoulder.
"Let it go?" I shouted. "No dad,she must pay for the inconvenience".
The mere thought of having someone like that work for me is killing me, adding to my annoyance as every second went by.
My dad regarded me with a calm demeanor, that calm demeanor which pisses me off when I have something important to say or do.
He gave a thin patient smile, his old gray eyes unwavering and a perfect calmness.
"Morgan, Marissa has been with the company for only a short while,let's say two years, and within that period she has bagged us more than four contracts, she isn't as incompetent as you think, she had an unforeseen circumstance yesterday.
I scoffed,my eyes rolling in shock and my voice laced with utter disbelief which was evident in my tone.
"And so? She couldn't even come pick me up on time! She didn't even show up*! I threw my hands in the air in exasperation.
"How can you defend her Father ? She needs to separate work and her personal unfortunate life. I said.
"She is the epitome of inefficiency, the true definition of stupid and if clumsiness was a person,she was a thorn in my life dad, please".
"Not true, Marrissa has never failed in her duties, she has a lot of troubles recently, " My father's voice rang again.
I rolled my eyes ,I was losing my patience.
"Give her a chance," my father insisted, his voice firm but gentle.
What the heck ?
A chance ?
The thought of her having potential was laughable,what was I going to do with her potential anyway ?
Sell it on eBay ?
She was nothing more than a stumbling block in the path of progress and development ,a hindrance and I was determined to remove it.
"I don't have patience for fools, you know that dad,.I refuse to work with someone so incapable , inefficient and clumsy." I retorted, my jaw clenching in frustration. "If you won't take action, then I will."
Before my father could respond, I stormed out of his room, not bothering to listen to his gentle voice calling me back.
I hate nonsense.
My mind danced in fury, ablaze with indignation. That secretary's presence in our company was intolerable. I have never been able to tolerate anyone who is incompetent before and the way my father defended her like she promised him a position in politics was even more annoying.
I vowed to rectify the situation by any means possible and available.
I went to my room and sent a message to my friends asking for a hangout.
*************
"Hey, Morgan, good to have you back!" Barry grinned and welcomed me with a hearty slap on the back as I entered the dimly lit club, music blaring loudly everywhere and the very familiar scent of alcohol floated into my nose and laughter washing over me like a comforting embrace.
"Thanks, Barry. " I said, slapping his hands in a handshake.
"It's good to be back," I replied with a weary smile, glancing over at Anika who whirled the drink in her hand smiling at me
"Welcome home, Morgan. How was your trip?" She asked in a very soft voice sipping her drink .
"Not too comforting", sincerely.
I sank into the plush leather seat next to Barry as a waiter came rushing by, taking our orders and disappearing into the crazy crowd at the dance floor .
Anika flashed me yet another dazzling smile from across the table, her hair having a touch of the latest trend and stylishly cut at the edges .
Her radiant smile brightened the dimly lit atmosphere.
I had missed them so much,my childhood best friends.
"I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I went down the events of the day, each word heavy with frustration and tightening my stomach, making fury dance within me one more time .
"It was a disaster. A total disaster ,I'm out of my wits end.That incompetent secretary of my dad ruined everything,she is driving me insane."
"I missed a very important meeting today because the fool failed to pick me up".
Barry arched an eyebrow and I could see laughter tugging at the sides of his lips,a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Ah, I see, You really need to get rid of her if you want to enjoy your position as the new CEO....." He shrugged.
I shook my head, exasperation dancing in my tone.
"I tried, Barry,you think I haven't,believe me. I asked my father to fire her today but guess what,the old man refused,he refused, he said she deserved a chance to prove herself."
Anika frowned, concerned.
"That sounds so complex ,Morgan. But maybe ....just maybe she's not as bad as you think, give it some time,you haven't even seen her yet, you might get to like her when you do"
I scoffed, disbelief lacing my voice.
Over my dead body,that fool ruined my day,I don't think I have any appetite left to have breakfast tomorrow.
"Trust me, Anika, she's every bit as incompetent as I say she is ,very clumsy and stupid too,hundred percent, and she is out of the company immediately. I assume my position as the new CEO."
We gisted and drank all through the evening,
"I'll be right back, I need to use the restroom", I said standing up.
A lady collided with me on my way back.
"Easy woman", I said. holding her from falling.
"Hey handsome, want to have fun with me, I'm lonely and sad, let's have fun… she said rubbing herself on me.
"You seem drunk, you need to go home and have some rest" I said.
No ! What I need is to have some fun, I need to forget about cheating bastard who broke with me today,
Her hair was messed up, covering part of her face, but my guts tells me I have heard that voice before.
"Young woman, I said, I don't know you nor what has happened to you, but trust me I do not want to fuck you, you aren't my type", I said , trying to walk away.
She prevented me from leaving.
"Comon"
"You think I won't satisfy you because I'm drunk right, don't worry", she said, rubbing her breast on my chest.
"I need you to leave my w…a...y.... the words stop right in my mouth as I feel her cold mouth in my penis.
"You… real.. ly… need to"…
She was sucking the tip of my penis with so much intensity, I felt lost and ohhh… how .. good… ..