"Between Contracts and Forbidden Loves" |Miguel O'Hara AU| (English)

002: "Big Boss"

Fifth Avenue
9:39 PM

Meanwhile in the most luxurious areas of New York, there is also chaos and desperation within the deepest corners of the mind of the 'Big Boss', or better known by the booming name of Miguel O'Hara.

Among the darkness and dazzling atmosphere of his living room, Miguel was talking with one of his employees about administrative matters of which his company was the protagonist.
The man, with a cold and stoic expression on his marked face, was talking on the phone, sitting on the large dark-colored couch, listening attentively to the voice on the other end of the telephone line, his long index finger lightly tapping the back of the furniture with small touches while he let out a heavy growl upon hearing his employee excuse himself for certain unforeseen prejudices of his much acclaimed and adored company.

-"I'm not interested, whatever your excuses are. Do you know how much we could have lost as a company because of your little mistake?! Because of your damn fault there is a significant decrease in our income. My damn income!"- Miguel raised his voice with a annoyed and harsh tone.

-"I understand your concerns, Mr. O'Hara...
I-I'm working on analyzing the figures in detail to identify the problem areas..."- The voice responded with a tremor involved.

-"That will no longer be necessary, because now you are fired... Since you made me lose figures in my income, in exchange you lose your damn job, do you hear me?!" - Without even giving time for the other person to respond, Miguel hung up the phone call tapping his thumb on the screen grunting under his breath. -"Mierda!"- He cursed under his breath, taking his glass of whiskey in his hand and gulping down the contents as the bitter taste slid down his throat.

He took the remote control of his screen and turned on the device, fixing his cold gaze on the newscast. He immediately realized that the media had already found out about his small business mishap, since the delicate situation of his financial losses was already in the news. He threw the glass of whiskey against the wall while it crashed, leaving small broken pieces of glass behind. Being the boss of one of the largest business administration companies in New York was not an easy job for him, since social media, newspapers, newscasts, and magazines always found a way to get in and find out not only about his work situation but also from his personal life.

He was fed up with the press, so he had no choice but to hide in his own world where money and work predominates. All the media described him as a cold and bitter man with great ambition for his work. He didn't deny it, in a way it was true. He believed that love was just a waste of time, which only takes you away from your main path and makes you do things you will regret later.
On the one hand, he had been the product of deception on the part of his mother towards who was supposed to be his father, which is why he grew up with a lack of love and affection from his progenitors, his mother always repeated in his ear that he was a disappointment for her, and that he didn't deserve a shred of love in his life. Nor did he get to know his real father, the only thing he knew was that he had Irish nationality and that he was also a man without feelings, since he had already confirmed that, his father abandoned him even before he was born. As the years went by he moved away from his family and dedicated himself to growing as an independent person focused on his own goals.

Also due to the fact that he had already fallen in love once, he had fallen at the feet of a beautiful woman a long time ago, but it turned out that that love was only expressed by him, he discovered that the woman who once stole his love only loved him for his money and social status, she did not care about his feelings and for a long time he was deceived, causing him to even lose high financial figures.
And after that background he decided that he would never open his heart to anyone else, since they only scrutinized him for his money and his great high social status.

Suddenly he felt his phone vibrate on the small table, he turned to look down at the device and took it in his huge hands. When he opened the notification center, they were messages and emails from none other than his ex, Felicia Hardy.
He brought the phone up to his ear and felt a chill pass over his spine as he heard the seductive voice of the one he once wildly considered the love of his life.

-"Miguel my love, it's me Felicia... I miss you, I feel very alone without you..."- She announced the voice message, with a trace of seduction and desire.

He let out a heavy sigh and turned off the messages. He couldn't deny that he still had feelings for that woman, but each time he remembered the mental, emotional, and financial damage she caused to him. He slid his finger clicking on the profile photo, staring at the image of the young woman in front of him. She still had the same appearance, her skin pale as snow, lips with an intense red color, deep blue eyes like an ocean and her characteristic platinum hair. He remembered how she told him that she would change, and that she really loved him, but he was finally able to remove the blindfold over his eyes and see the kind of person she really was, a Fortune Digger.

-"Maldita perra..."- he whispered to himself and turned off the photo, he typed his secretary's number and waited attentively for his call to be answered, after a few seconds he heard Lyla's voice in the other side of the line.

-"Sir, do you need anything?"- Lyla asked, waiting for his order.

-"Lyla..."-he sighed heavily. -"You must get me another administrative employee to handle the business figures... as soon as possible..."- he ordered.

-"At your command sir...anything else?"-

-"Arrange interviews in two days and then I will see who to hire..."- Miguel says with a dry and deep tone.

-"It's okay, don't worry."- Lyla responds to his demand.

Finally Miguel hangs up and ends the call, he sits down on the large dark sofa and lets out a heavy sigh. He stared at the front of the screen focused and listening to what the media was saying about him. He wouldn't let those dirty scavenging vultures get into his work affairs, much less his private life and love situation.

Because he would not let any human being ruin what he worked so hard to build. And if it was like that, well they would pay the consequences...
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Notes: Hello! All good? Well, this chapter is more than an introduction to the character of Miguel O'Hara as the 'big boss', I loved it because I wanted to give him that dark and mysterious aura haha...I hope you like the chapter. Bye Bye! :)