"Sir, I'm afraid you can't have access to those shares" Mira, the secretary said as she walked towards him, her black eyes fixed on him. He looked up from files he was reading,
"And why is that?"
"Your father blocked all access to it... and speaking of your father, he requested to see you. I think Paul is bringing him in" Paul, the chief security guard walked into the office saying,
"Sir, your father is here. Can I bring him in?"
The door threw open and a man in his late 60s walked in. He didn't look as old as he was. He was agile,
"Since when do I need permission to come see my own son"
The resemblance was striking... linking from their jet black hair to their blue eyes. The man on the seat was muscular and was in his late twenties. He signaled to his secretary and guard and they left the office.
"What do you want?" He said, crossing his legs on the top of his table, closing his files.
Vincent Klein looked at his son and scoffed then said,
"Give me a grandson"
"And I suppose that's why you cut out my shares??" His eyes narrowed at his father.
"Of course... and I'll do more. I'll set you out on blind dates by the end of this week and you better not miss it"
"I'm happy you know I will. I'm too busy for those thrash..."
"I don't care what you think. Just give me a grandson"
Cian rolled his eyes. His parents were bunch of pests. His phone rang and he picked it,
"Hello, Sir.... Your attention is urgently needed at the hotel..."
"River dew?"
"Yes... we found it"
"I'll be there"
He ended the call and stood up grabbing his suit jacket from the hand of his swivel chair, threw it on and said,
"Lock my office door when you're done meditating"
He slammed the door behind him and went downstairs and into his flashy SUV, got in and zoomed off with other black cars following in convoy. His phone rang again and he picked the call,
"Hi Mum"
"Get me a grandson!!"
Her screaming came loud and he put on his air pod increasing the volume of the music playing in the car to max
. . . . .
Ida struggled to carry the heavy carton over to the man,
"You Imp" He cursed "You dare come this late! I'll definitely reduce your pay"
"Sir please..." she begged "... don't do this. I've travelled a long way to get here, I will be punished, please"
She was still begging the man when five black SUVs stopped in front of the hotel, then men in black came down from the last four cars forming a straight line at both sides of the red carpet rolled down from the entrance. A man wearing black tuxedo stepped down from the last car. Ida looked at him, shock evident on her face.
Although she had been drugged that night, she had his image clear in her head and she was very sure that was the same man she had that one night stand with.
She knew that with the way he was staring at her, he had probably recognized her too... but no matter what, she was going to protect her baby from everyone's way. She looked away from him immediately and continued to beg the head chef.
Cian stepped towards them. He could not be mistaken. It was her. He was very certain it was the girl. The same girl who had driven him out of his mind that night... who had left him before sunrise. He finally found her.
The head chef fell on his knees greeting the man. Ida was quite scared.
"Leave the woman alone... I'm afraid I'll have to sack you. You're terrifying my customers with your voice"
"No sir..." He cried "... I'm sorry, it was the woman"
"You know my rules... I don't show mercy of any form. Leave right away" He nodded, stood up and glared at Ida and then walked away. Frightened Ida just looked up at the man,
"Thank you sir..." She said and made to leave but he grabbed her wrist drawing her back to himself.
"I'm not done with you yet" She felt as if her heart flew out for a second and went right back into her chest. She was right, He recognized her,
"Bruce..."
"Yes Sir!"
One of the men in the cue answered and marched over to him. Bruce as he called him, had the face like that of a dog... she silently commented.
"Get those goods inside and all of you should remain here"
"Yes Sir"
The big guy turned and then Cian pulled Ida away and to a dark corner, and trapped her at the wall,
"Why did you run away from me. Were you thinking I wouldn't find you..."
"I... I don't know you sir... " She was instantly cut off when he buried his face in her neck... "Fuck it, your scent..." he sniffed "... I've been fucking addicted to this..." He inhaled again.
"... I... "
"You?" He said still slowly sniffing her neck.
"Please stop... i really appreciate you for helping me just now..." He scanned her again, there was no way he was mistaking her for someone else.
His aura was still the same. She just hoped he'll believe and let her go "... You must have mistaken me for someone else" she continued.
"Three weeks ago. Variety bar. You and I..." He said, his voice deepening as his fingers crept up her lap and she shook, her face flushed "... You were pretty hot back then in bed..."
"Sir…" she mumbled trying to stop him from awakening sensitive parts of her with his fingers. This was a stranger… she thought. He didn't know her name neither did she know his "… I... I think you're mistaken."
"Really? How would you explain this then?"
He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a red lace for her to see. Her eyes widened, how did he? He smirked on seeing the shock on her face.
"Give me that back!" she yelled trying to grab it from him and he put it back in his pocket.
She was really shocked. He had been carrying her panties around in his suit pocket.
"So you finally admit it was you…" he commented dryly and she suddenly realized what he was trying to do and he had succeeded.
"So what?" she mumbled, "… it was just a one night stand.."
"Just a one night stand…" he repeated. He looked down at her. Something in her stomach flustered and she began to feel nauseous. She tried to hold it in but then when it was too much for her, she pushed hard, ran to the side and threw up, then started coughing. He walked over to her in gentle strides.
"Are you sick?"
"No" she mumbled
"Then… are you pregnant?"