King

The King

The morning sun was bright as it peeked through the bedroom window spilling onto the floor, and across the bed I lay in. I lay in my king sized bed with a beating hangover wishing I hadn't drunk so much last night while celebrating a friend’s birthday. The house was silent as I sat wondering why the maid hadn't come to get me out of bed yet, she was rather pushy when it involved me getting up for work.

I attempted to sit up but a huge wave of nausea hit me faster than anything I ever expected, I heard the room door open and in poked the maids head. “Sire, are you getting up?” she asked softly, I groaned putting my arm over my eyes with my right arm and pointed toward the window with my left.

She rushed in closing the curtain over the window before turning around “How about I get you some aspirin?” she asked softly. I nodded a bit watching as she left; my stomach began to turn as I lay there. I rolled out of bed staggering over toward the master bathroom; the lights flickered on when I entered.

The lights were on a motion sensor, I hung over the toilet doing a bit of deep breathing to try and calm my stomach but that wasn't working. I thrown up everything in my stomach which wasn't much, the rest was just dry heaving.

When it settled down I gotten up and washed my face walking out of the bathroom, I looked around my bedroom seeing the tray on the bed. I walked toward the bed taking the two aspirin for the headache that I had drinking the whole cup of water and eating half of the toast. I really had plans to stay home but when my phone rang I knew I was being called in by one person. I picked up the phone answering it with a grumble “This has better be good Saint” I told him as I sat on the edge of the bed.

“Hey bro...Did you have fun last night?” he asked
“I did, what do you want man?” I rubbed my forehead waiting as I heard him whisper to someone else in the background.

“Are you coming in? I need you at this meeting” I sighed softly looking toward my clock reading the time was only a quarter past nine.
“I will think about it...I’m still dealing with this hangover” I told him, he told me it started in half an hour if I changed my mind. I looked up when the maid came back into the room “Will you be getting dressed now?” she grabbed the tray holding it and waiting for me to answer.

“Yes, something causal today I’m not in the mood for a suit” I rubbed my head 
“Yes Sire, Will Jeans be alright?” she put the tray on the dresser before walking over toward the closet. I nodded a bit standing up and grabbing the black jeans she passed me, I pulled them on before grabbing the button up shirt she gave me and putting it on also. I grabbed my house keys along with my wallet before walking out, I climbed into the awaiting limo taking out my phone I called Saint letting him know I was on my way. 

When I arrived at the security building I walked through the lobby saying hi to everyone as I entered the elevator alone. I gotten my key out and twisted it into the panel pushing the top floor, anyone else who pushed it without the key it wouldn't let them push it. It took a few minutes but once I was on the top floor I walked down the hall saying hello to the two females that sat there for security and meetings. I walked through the double glass doors dropping my stuff off at my desk, before turning around and walking to the office that was branched off to the left, the office where Saint worked.

I entered the room and looked around at all the men we were having the meeting with, I went to sit next to Saint and took the folder he was looking at. He ignored me and went on with the meeting, talking about budgets and if we should expand to more places than this one. I sighed softly seeing the places they wanted us to expand, if we did decide to expand than Saint and I would be the two going to these places to open them ourselves and makes sure it runs smoothly. I took the book Saint was taken notes in and looked at everything they discussed so far, I looked up as my name was being called.