The Beginning of The End

Chapter Two

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Ms. Venables POV

"Those coke headed imbeciles are testing my patience" she mumbled to herself. 'I am so sick of going on 'supply' runs every few hours. It's a miracle the two idiots are even still breathing, but they definitely won't be if they bother me one more damn time'. 

Finally able to relax, she settled into her seat typing away finishing the reports for the day. Her nerves were all over the place. 'I still have two meetings to get threw one of which is with Mr. Langdon. Jeff and Mutt say he's "essential" to the company and 'so very very important'. 

She rolled her eyes at the thought. 'He's sooo important but the whores and coke still are their first priority. Fortunately, I get to see y/n today.' She hated to admit it, but she had been looking forward to seeing the girl all week. Anticipation was an odd feeling one she was certainly not comfortable with because it was normally quickly followed by disappointment. However, she found herself actually wanting to get to know the woman thankfully she was sure the feeling wouldn't last; 'I'm confident that once I bed her my feelings will diminish, replaced with boredom just as it has with any other woman who's managed to catch my eye'.

She wasn't looking forward to hearing the girls menace of a father ramble on about how his stupid ideas will benefit the company. 'It's laughable honestly that he thinks his ideas could even have a small impact on this company'. She wasn't even going to contemplate the idea of meeting him but during the background check she came upon a photo of his daughter, and just felt this pull.

 She knew she had never met the woman before but something about her face seemed strikingly familiar. So, she figured she could bare his ramblings about the end of the world If it meant she could satisfy her curiosity. She was ripped from my thoughts and peaceful silence by a knock on the door. 

"Enter" she said sternly. In walked her assistant Helen... Ellen... 'I don't know what her name is, not that it has any significance they don't last more than a week anyhow.' 

The assistant walked in practically shaking and she had to hold back a smirk pleased with the fear she invoked on the incompetent woman.

 "Ms..Ms. Venable-" 'I've already lost my patience with her babbling' "will you spit It out already, you're wasting my time" she spat.

 "Yes yes, I'm sorry-"... 'Jesus, she's pissing me off now'. 

"Speak up when you address me, do you have no manners!" 

The woman looks at her stunned and that only fueled her rage "speak" she yell glaring at her.

 "I-I'm sorry Ms. Venable-". It took her every bit of self-control she had left in her body to not get up and throttle the woman right then and there. But she didn't have time to make arrangements to have the body removed and the room cleaned. So, she allowed the idiotic woman to continue to waste her time. 

The unbearable woman finally was able to spit out what she came to say; "you told me to remind you about your appointment with Mr. Mills and you said you wanted to be notified when y/n arrived at the hotel sweet. Again, I am so sorry-"

 "That's enough, see yourself out" she said still debating whether she could make time to kill the insufferable woman.

 The scared girl quickly ran out of the glass doors almost tripping in the process, but still managing to remember to shut the door quietly. 'At least she had enough sense not to provoke me further. That sense probably saved her worthless life.' 

She scrolled through her emails checking for anything pressing before she dove into Mr. Y/L/N's email.

Subject: Urgent

Hello Ms. Venable, thank you for agreeing to a meeting to discuss the terms of our agreement. I arrived at the hotel on Fifth Avenue this morning. As requested, my daughter y/n is accompanying me. I am awaiting further instruction regarding the meeting time and location. I am available tonight as well as tomorrow morning.

Mr. Y/L/N, Y/L/N's and CO. Engineering LLC.

As she scanned over His message, she was not surprised by his stupidity, 'He genuinely believes I care to hear His availability?! He needs this meeting not me! He's lucky I'm even wasting my time with it.'  She quickly typed a response informing him that they will be meeting at the new Italian restaurant downtown at 5pm sharp. 'Now to just get through the rest of the afternoon, hopefully without another bothersome interruption.'