Finding myself (18+)

Chapter 17

Andrew's POV

Surveying each person in the room and examining if I'm the only one expecting more in here.

Frustrated, I stare at them. Unsatisfied with the progress of their work. Fuck, I'm disappointed.

Tomorrow is the final presentation, and let's face it if that's what they have done during all this time. That's not much they could do in one day.

Kelsey is typing and hearing and taking notes, multitasking. She's been agitated since this morning. She woke up too early for my liking and came to the office before me.

She has a long list. And her work depends on Antony and Jeremy's results. She can multitask all she wants, it's impossible to finish it by the end of the day.

Jeremy was right, I gave her too much work. I don't know what I was thinking. Obviously, I was thinking with the wrong head. The one wanting to be alone with her and lacking excuses for it. The one preferring to be alone with her right now and fuck her until both of us are stress relieved.

Hell, it was exactly this type of thinking that left me where I am today. Stressed, and behind schedule. Unprepared to convince new investors on my business trip.

But my dick doesn't care, the wanker is satisfied and it's all he cares about. It already looks forward to tonight.

"Kelsey, stay", I request. Everyone starts leaving the meeting room.

"Yes?" She asks, watching me impatiently.

"We'll split the two studies between us," I inform her. I should have done that since the beginning.

"What?"

"I'll help you finish them."

"No way! Have you offer this to anyone else?"

"No, but you know I'll do their job anyway." I surely will change every fucking detail in Antony's shitty work. And it won't be the only one. But hers is different, she has too much in her hands.

"Oh, I feel so special. I have the courtesy of knowing directly from you that you think I'm incapable."

"No!" How the fuck she got that idea from what I said? Fucking frustrating, always misunderstanding me. She's so grumpy today. If we haven't spent the night together I would think is that time of the month.

"I'm just saying it's too much."

"Yeah it is, but it's my responsibility, so I'll do it!" She's dead serious when she replies. Her nose crinkle, her face is red, and I know she's mad.

"You won't finish in time!" And bloody hell, I need this done. Her part, wanting or not is our differential. It's what I'll use to promote our project. I require it to sell the investment and finally get funds enough to launch it.

And I fucking let it on the hands of an intern.

"I'll. I'm telling you, I will. Now excuse me I have a lot of work to do".

She leaves the room, glaring at me. As if I was a waste of her time. It's frustrating how stubborn she can be. The importance of this is bigger, bigger than her stubbornness.

It's a boring afternoon, I would prefer doing anything else than checking everyone's work.

Antony can't finish a task without any mistake. It's like it's mandatory to consider it ready.

It shambles. Incorrect numbers and assumptions resulting chaotic calculations and results.

The guy is skive and bloody lucky my father isn't here this time, otherwise, he would be fired. And yet he dared to request for a raise. He's bold, I'll give him that.