You are not my type!

Prologue

“Specs! I need your help, please!” Anne said tumbling into my office, her blonde hair a mess from running her hands through it which are currently occupied with files, a mug of coffee, her handbag and a large file under right arm.

“Hmm well you do look pretty busy” I said cheekily, closing my laptop.

“Ha-ha! You are too smart for your own good sometimes. I need a huge favour” she said breathlessly carefully placing her mug on my desk and then yanking the large file out from under her right arm.

“I’m listening” I said giving her my full attention.

“My secretary double booked me in meetings, so I have to be in two places at once on two either sides of the city!” she exclaimed.

“Which one am I going to?” I asked.

“The easy one since you is the boss after all” she said with a grateful smile.

“Fill me in as I get my bag and phone” I said getting out from behind my desk.

***

Stepping out of my Bentley onto the sidewalk in front of Slater Attorneys. An approximately thirty storey building plastered in coal grey paint as though it were an industrial factory rather than one of Lake City’s most prominent law firms.

I entered the lobby of the building that was done with a fine taste of modern style. An immaculate mahogany desk stood prominently against the wall of to the right with three sectaries stationed answering the phones, typing or filing.

“Hello I’m here to see Mr Michaels, senior associate” I said politely to the sectary, who is currently filing, the brunette looked up with a friendly smile with genuine warmth in her brown eyes.

“Sure, you must be Miss Mead” she said looking down at her appointment book.

“No, I’m actually here on behalf of Miss Mead, Miss Spector” I corrected.

“Well Miss Spector please takes a seat and Mr Michaels will be here shortly” she said motioning to the set of dark red chairs that surrounded a classic glass coffee table.

Anne had caught me up to speed that this was just a friendly meeting to establish a close working relationship with a few associates in case we need them in the future. Basically I’m making an ally that would benefit the in the future for Spector & Mead consultants.

I expected to have waited long since I tend to be a half hour early for all my appointments, even if they are Anne’s appointments.

So I took out my IPhone to send Anne a message to tell her that I’ve got everything under control on my side so she can relax and concentrate on her more important meeting.

On hearing footsteps coming from the hallway I looked up intently to spot a silhouette of a man dressed in a suit making his way over to me, as he approached I couldn’t help but think that he looks rather familiar in some way that I haven’t pinpointed yet.

I rose to meet him outstretching my hand to meet his as he greeted me.

“Miss Spector” while shaking my hand, then it hit me.

I gasped the man standing in front of me in an eloquent navy suit, black formal shoes and a shiny black shirt with the first two buttons left undone. He exuded the aura of dominance and dominance as well as utter and complete confidence.

Mitch Michaels.

~~Flashback~~

Fifteen years ago.

 I made my way over to Mitch’s house to see him. I feel like a complete fan girl right now but I guess that’s the feeling you get when you in love right? But obviously it’s not over some boy band or actor, no in my case it’s over my boyfriend Mitch.

Yes, I Angela Spector is completely in love with Mitch Michaels and yesterday was the testament to that as I gave him the most precious thing to me my virginity.

Some say at the age of sixteen you wouldn’t understand what love is but I disagree with that. I knocked on Mitch’s front door and his delightful mother, Mrs Michaels opened up.

“Hello Mrs Michaels! How are you?” I said with genuine happiness at seeing her. She really is a wonderful lady, and she took to me pretty easily as I did her. Once she even told me that she is glad that her son decided to date me.

“Hello darling, I’m well thank you. I bet you hear to see Mitch, he’s upstairs in his room” Mrs Michaels said moving to the side and motioning to the stairs.

I smiled thanking her and made my way to Mitch’s room, the erotic sounds that were being emitted from his room made my heart stop, I pushed my feet faster hoping my eyes will disprove what my ears were hearing.

I flung the door open and on the very bed that I had given Mitch my virginity on is my best friend Casey with Mitch on top of her pounding into her as if he did not have a so-called girlfriend for eight months.

Mitch turned to my direction shock registered on his features for a second before he composed himself. Getting off of the bitch he was screwing he came to stand in front of me. In his naked glory of finely sculptured muscles and toned abs that I now find rather disgusting as well as those green eyes I no longer love void of any emotion at all!

I thought he would at least apologise for cheating on me, but boy was I wrong.

“I’m sorry you had to see this Angel but the thing is that… you are just not my type”

~~End of Flashback~~