His Only

Chapter 25

Kaitlyn's POV

I pull up to the 70 floored building with the large initials A. G. visible on the 45th floor, pulling up to the porch I get suspicious looks from everyone there, the customers, the employees, and the working people,

I get out of the vehicle when everyone's eyes widen seeing me, passing the keys to the receptionist I walk inside the magnificent building, I'm the center of attention as everyone around me starts whispering but still keep their distance from me,

"I'm here to see Mr. Garcia. Where is he?" I ask the busy receptionist who doesn't pay attention to me talking on her phone as she just ignores me with a

"He's busy come back tomorrow" She says still on a call,

The receptionist next to her elbows her roughly which makes her flinch and curse at the other employee, and then her head went up looking straight at me, she dropped her phone and stood up within a split second and put on a fake smile, giving out a nervous chuckle,

"Miss Garcia. Bienvenido de nuevo. El Sr. García acaba de terminar su reunión con el Sr. Delvour" _Welcome Back. Mr. Garcia is just finishing his meeting with Mr. Delvour_ she says when my heart skips a beat,

He can't be here.

"Uncle Jack or his son?" I almost immediately ask ready to walk out if it really was him.

"Mr. Jackson Delvour" I nod and walk to the elevator which she leads me to,

I tap my foot impatiently while I wait in my father's private elevator which is only for him, me or my brother. My anxiety levels starts to rise when the numbers displayed on the small screen almost reach floor 70,

His Floor.

Along with a small 'ding' noise the double doors open up to an entire floor decorated with antiques and fully carpeted, I walk out looking around, seeing that the office hasn't changed one bit,

The floor had 2 rooms, one mini kitchen, 2 attached bathrooms and one side bedroom with a shower, and had the view of the century, my fathers office was at the very end where it was quite,

I know he isn't in the meeting hall cause him and Uncle Jack have known each other that they now call themselves brothers, even my own brother was good friend with Ricardo and miraculously Ricardo missed me, we only met once when I was 8 and he was 13 but I've changed a lot since then,

I was about to open one of the large two doors which lets me enter my dad's office, but just as my hand touched the golden handle the door itself opened revealing Uncle Jack,

His dull features brightened up and then turned into a shock state, he tried to form sentences but his words came as a mumble, my smile only got brighter,

"Jack what happened? You're not moving" My father's strong Mexican accent came through,

"Umm.... Tony how about you take the day off, I'll take care of that shit. you should probably get home for lunch" he says turning to face my dad, but I'm guessing my father didn't see me cause he kept on speaking and my vision of my father was blocked as well by Uncle Jack,

"what nonsense! I'm coming with you, I can have lunch after we finish that dipshit" judging by his tone and language he's going to kill someone, but Uncle Jack just shook his head in response,

"No you're not. specially when she's here" he moved to the side clearing the way for my dad to see,

His eye brows furrowed before widening with realization, while I stood still looking at my dad who I haven't seen in 6 years. His hair is almost the same black with a few grey strands, but when I look at him at a sudden I feel like he's been depressed,