The Walls She Made

18: let me hold you

A\N: this chapter i very very big. i know most of u will not read it fully. it is actually very very big. but i stil hope u guys like the book

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(Earlier that day)

Xavier's POV

I sat on my office chair as Jason walked out of my office.

I am sure something is stuck up his ass by the way he was looking at me. He looked at me like he was something he did not expected as well as did not want to see. As if, he wanted to say something but stopped himself. Well, he is a weird and smart ass many times. I sometimes really wounder what is going on in his head. He is a genius though. I will never say that to his face. It will just be a boost to his overly grown up ego.

I started reading the files and important documents which Jake left on my desk few seconds back.

4 hours later~

After four fucking hours which seemed like 4 damn years. I leaned back on my seat and closed my eyes before massaging my temples with my fingers.

I finished reading all 46 files which my asshole of a dad told me too. These files have important information about the company, progress reports, the charity events held by the company and some pen drives which include dad's interviews with the best reporters.

I read all the files of course, but I did not watch the interviews. Instead, when Jake bought me the documents and pin drives, I asked him what the pen drives contain and the words "It is Mr Knight's_" did not even left his mouth properly before I threw those pin drives in the trash bucket kept in the corner of the room.

Until and unless things are happening according to me, I don't want or do anything related to dad and his bullshit of a ego.

If he doesn't respect my mom then he should not expect me to even look at him let alone give him respect.

One glare, one glare from me was all it took for Jake to not question my actions as he just left my office after.

I am not doing this job because my dad wants me too. The actual reason is that I got bored from my daily life after getting a bachelor's degree in Business studies and a Phd in psychology from Harvard university.

The same boaring morning, walking up at 11am with two blondes on either side of me and then the pounding headache from last night's hangover. After some coffee and throwing the naked sluts out of her mansion not caring whether they are dressed or not. I used to spend 3 hours in my gym, releasing all my street and anger on the punching bag. I then took a shower and used to leave my house at 1pm and return home at 1am or even late with a least 2 girls to fuck for the night and not to mention that I would be totally wasted from head to toe. Drunk so badly that sometimes I felt like I am walking in the sky and looking up at the ground. Like the world is upside down.

At the time it was hard to meet Jason or ask him to come to the club because he always said "no" as he was struggling with his modeling career and had to do part time jobs at night at restaurants to earn his living.

Once, after the work when we were talking in the club. I asked him why he is not living with his parents as his dad is rich enough. My dad pays him a lot because he is best at what he does. Then Jason told me-

"It feels good to be independent" he said

"Huh?" I said as I don't get how it is good to work your ass out for earning money even when you already have a tons of it.

He chuckled before replying

"OK, Let's say, when the CEO of a company empower their employees to make their own decisions in oder to move forward on a project or the task, what happens? And why do people do so?" He asked before taking a sip from his beer