Filed to story: The Girl He Craves Book by Demiah
She snorted throwing the card to Skyper, one of the other waitresses. “Here you go skyp. He’s hot. But I’d be careful. Sometimes the hot ones are the bad guys.” She warned.
Mila was never one to care for going on dates and all that kind of stuff. She was more so as that one friend who would rather marry herself.
I stopped beside her and wait for Skyper to leave before telling her. “I think I just got offered a high-paying job.” I breathed out, still in disbelief as I clench my brows.
Mila gives me her full attention. “We talked about this Soph, no to stripping.”
Ismacked her behind her head and she whines. “I’m not talking about stripping Mila. I’m talking about Bernard offering me a job at the company he works at.” Her brows clench in thought. “Isn’t he like a Chief of something?”
I nodded. “Chief financial officer. He wants me to be his secretary, the one he currently has is ready to leave. He says he had that spot waiting for me to fill.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Are you sure that man doesn’t have an eye on you, Soph? I don’t want you to go and work for some creepy psycho.”
I shook my head. “Bernard has never looked at me in any sexual way, treats me like his daughter, and has been kind enough to buy Ashton gifts.” Mila nods. “You’re right.”
“And besides, I didn’t say yes, I’m not sure about this. Being a secretary even for the CFO sounds like a tough job. Especially for a huge company like Harrington.co.”
Mila nods. “Heard they’re some big shot company too but I don’t really like gossip about business people. They make me feel miserable for living on medium wage.”
Trolled my eyes and was about to respond to her when she cuts in before I could. “But. If were you I’d do it. This is a huge opportunity, Soph. You can give Ash the life you’ve always wanted to provide for him.’ Ignawed on my bottom lip. “I don’t know. It sounds too good to be true and I don’t think I’m qualified enough.”
Mila rolls her eyes. “It’s a secretary job, how hard can it be?”
The door suddenly burst open and Ressa’s glare was lethal. “Back to work you two!”
I crossed my arms smugly. “I’m on my break now Ressa.”
Rolling her eyes she turns to Mila.” You. Back to work!” She barks.
Mila salutes her and gives me a joking glare. “I’d do anything to switch places with you right now.”
“Mila!” Ressa screeched,
Rolling her eyes, Mila turns around and skates over to Ressa, “Okay I’m coming stick up your ass woman!”
I snorted out a giggle when Ressa smacks a whining Mila.
Sighing when I’m now alone, my mind wanders back to the opportunity Bernard was nice enough to give me.
Should I pass this opportunity up or should I delve into it?
Trubbed at my temples. I was way too sleep deprived to think about this right now.
Aiden’s pov
“Good morning sir!”
I briefly look over to my right to see my beaming secretary
Her brown eyes gleamed with desire as they rack over my form. I push my hands into the front pockets of my expensive suit and nodded stiffly at her as I pass by. Being in jail for an entire year had changed me into a very cold man. I had no feelings left. I only felt anger and more anger. Mixed with frustration of course.
It has since been three years and some months since the altercation with Carson in which mostly everyone I knew turned their backs on me. Including her. The girl who frustratingly still lives in my mind to this day.
Topened the door and as expected, I am greeted by my grandfather. I noticed his body guards on my way coming here so I wasn’t surprised to see him in my office.
Sergio Harrington. Chairman of Harrington.co and my grandfather.
“Grandfather.” I greeted him as I closed the door and walked over to my desk that over looked the city.
“You’re late.” He stated with narrowed eyes.
Sighing heavily I asked while settling myself on the chair. “What brings you here to my office on such short notice?” I asked stiffly.
I had to grow up quickly during that year in jail. I owe a lot to him actually, he was the one working behind the scenes to make me get a lesser sentence. Whatever he did or said worked because I came out of jail within a year.
I was not proud to admit this, but the first thing I did when I got out was to look for…her.
But apparently, she left town with her best friend Mila and no one knew where to.
Knowing that everyone hated me, I didn’t bother to ask her foster parents or speak to them for that matter. I had an inkling they wouldn’t have told me where to find her.
Now it’s been two years since I’ve become Ceo of Harrington.co and I’m convinced I have gotten over her.
Sergio fixed himself in the seat. “So I can’t come to check up on my grandson?”
I snorted. “What do you want old man?”
Aiden’s pov
I leaned back into the chair as I waited for what he had to say.
His eyes were piercing me across the desk. It feels uncomfortable but I don’t waver under his stare.
Sergio was a man who loved feeling superior, even at his age. For the last two years, I have been in the presence of men who were just like him, sharks, waiting for the best opportunity to bite
Thave grown used to it and I was not ashamed to admit that I had turned out to be just like them.
X
Perhaps this is why the finances skyrocketed when I turned CEO of the company. I was by far worst than Sergio.
And as I remember correctly, they called me the blue-eyed devil.
“Aiden, it has come to my attention that you have quite a reputation in the business tabloids lately.” Sergio started.
I stiffen already having an inkling of where this conversation would lead to.
I tangled my fingers together, and regarded him over the desk. He didn’t look pleased. But then again, Sergio was never pleased.
“Yes, I am very popular with those tabloids.” I nodded, acting indifferent
The tick of his jaw showed how frustrated he was with my indifference. I felt the corners of my lips lift slightly
I always liked to annoy the old man.
“Don’t act so mighty. The tabloids have only bad things to say about you, that’s nothing to be proud of.” He grits, his steeling eyes glaring at me.
I lift my shoulder in a barely there shrug. “Because there’s nothing good to say. I don’t care about their opinions, They’re just useless people living off on the rich.”
Sergio’s eyes narrowed. “They’re calling you a cold hearted man-whore who can’t keep it in his pants for at least two seconds. With your reputation, they’re saying that you may not be fo cused on running the company but running after every model with long legs.”
I snorted. “They must not have seen the spike in the business recently.”
“This is no time to joke around Aiden! Our company’s reputation is on the line because of your reckless ways!” Sergio hissed, looking very frustrated and angry.
Well, hopefully, the old man doesn’t pop a vein there.
I cocked a brow. What they wrote about me wasn’t anything new. I don’t see the point in bringing up something that didn’t really matter in my world.