FINE LINE

Gage

Flamez POV

The morning sun piercing through the windows and into my eyes caused me to wake up. Rolling over onto my side I stretched over to the side table and grabbed my phone. I laid back and scrolled through my emails and messages responding to the important ones while making a mental not to check the others later on.

When I felt energized enough I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower. I then made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen where Miss Joyce had a breakfast spread laid out for me on the island.

The lady was like a second mother to me, always giving me advice and treating me like a son. She got laid of from work two years ago after they murdered her husband abroad. After that incident I  made sure to check up on her more often and then one day she told me she wanted to come work for me. Initially I was a bit hesitant because I didn't want to make her feel like I was adding extra burden to her situation. She explained to me how she felt and that working for me would let her feel free because she wouldn't be just sitting at home thinking about it. Now she was a full time resident in my home helping with any little stuff around the house, I still don't allow her do everything around the house even though she protest against it.

"  Good Morning G," she cheerfully greeted me while moving about the kitchen.

" Good morning," I responded delving into the stew chicken and fried dumplings before me.

The food was definitely hitting all the right spots giving me the energy I needed for the day I had a head of me.

I got dressed for the day, wearing a grey sweatshirt with grey and black plaid slacks paired with a black Louis Vuitton belt and black loafers and my silver AP to top it of. I had an important business meeting and so I had to dress up a bit.

Buzzing the door to my garage I stand before the mini fleet of cars eyeing them as I was unsure of which one to drive for the day. I finally decided on the black McLaren 720S coupe. I got in the car and drove to my office building in the waterfront area downtown Kingston.

I drive up to the entrance and the security immediately let me through the gate without a question. I beep my horn at him and drive to my reserved parking spot. I took up my documents of the passenger seat and proceeded towards the front door of the building.

Just as I step in the lobby my executive assistant, Giselle greet me with a warm smile telling me good morning. I didn't return the smile but I did give her a response. What I've come to realize is that females often see that as flirting even though it just being polite. Honestly don't know how they've reached that conclusion.

She walked before me talking me through the last three days I've been absent from the office and was also informing me about the meeting I was about to enter.

I couldn't help but notice that the dress she was wearing clung closely to her slim but curvey figure and was a couple inches too far above her knees. She also made it a point of duty to sway her hips as she was walking me to the meeting.

I'll admit that she was a very good looking woman with a nice physique but I wasn't a man that was easily swayed by every woman I found attractive. I definitely knew not to mix business with pleasure.

Dat Nuh look good fi sleep wid people mi employ.

I made a note to report her to HR about her attire because if I had to do it myself it wouldn't be pretty. This was going to be a warning and the only one.

Entering the board room I see that everyone was already present and seated waiting for me. I walked over to my chair at the head of the table and started the meeting with the investors about an upcoming project and expansion I was planning on doing for the company. Everyone was pretty much on board except one man who wanted to give me a hard time. He wanted to shoot down every idea I had and I had to get serious on him to let him know that I wasn't a rookie and that I understand very well what I wanted to do. When we finally came to an agreement I glared at Giselle because I knew she was staring at me. I really wanted to know why she invited this p*ssy to my meeting.