Love's Web

CHAPTER FIVE

JACE'S POV

"Mr. Southerland, it's time for your appointment with Mr. Guillaume", my secretary, Reece informed me before he walked out of my office.

Taking a deep breath, I slouched into my seat before getting up. I stood and looked at the city from the glass walls of my office.

My phone rang on the table causing me squint my eyes at it before picking it up and looking at the Caller ID: HIM was written on it.

I still regretted my choice of him having a way to contact me.

I picked up the call and put it on speaker before placing it on table.

"What is it?" I said as I placed my hands in my pockets before staring outside again.

"Aren't you supposed to be here by now", came the ragged voice of the man I choose not to call father.

"I'll be there", I said and ended the call.

Grabbing my keys, I carried my coat and left the office telling my secretary to cancel my remaining appointments for the day.

Mr. Guillaume had been my father up until I was twelve years old before he kicked me out of his life. I wasn't complaining though, just wished he hadn't left a scar.

I got into my car and put on my seatbelt.

'I never want to see you again..do understand me!!'

I gripped the steering wheel tightly as some memories flashed in my mind and put the key on ignition as the car roared to life before speeding off.

My stomach growled quietly, reminding me I had not eaten anything since morning as I had to rush for a meeting. Exhaling deeply, I changed the direction of the car and stopped infront of a small café.

Not my style but....who cares.

I walked in and headed for the counter quickly and for the first time in my life, I caught myself staring. The girl behind the counter equally stared back, her electric blue eyes fixed on mine. Her straight platinum blonde hair that fell on her shoulders and ran on her back was a little messy but still made her look very attractive.

"Welcome to Nico's Cafe, what would you like to order?", she suddenly said smiling at me, jolting me out of my little shameless act.

What can I say, it was very irresistible.

"Americano", I said not taking my eyes off her.

What?!.. She was fucking beautiful.

Unfortunately that was short-lived because my phone started ringing.

'His Son' was written on the Caller ID.

Did the family choose to harass me this way... what did this one want.

"No milk", I said as I looked up at her phone once more then she scrunched up her nose and furrowed her brows then she flashed me a smile and turned away.

I picked up the call and placed the phone on my ear without saying anything.

"Oh you picked up?...I was wondering if you forgot how a phone works", came another ragged voice that I will always hate.

"What do you want?", I rubbed my temples.

"Dad wants to see you at home in the next thirty minutes to talk about plans for mom's death anniversary that's coming up soon ....oh sorry, I mean my dad.... and my mom"

My hands balled into fists beside me and my grip around the phone tightened. I closed my eyes for a second before flickering them open and ending the call. I put my hands in my pocket and brought out some dollar bills and placed them on the counter.