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The beyond

I quickly sat down on the bed, placing the flowers in a vase...
After carefully admiring them for a while, I left the vase in my balcony, taking some time to stay on the landing and gaze at the beach view and bask in the glow of the buildings on the horizon.
After what seemed like eternity, I walked in through the sliding glass window and laid down...
I would probably stay alone after this whole ordeal...
Probably just think to myself and talk to myself, bask in the view from time to time, make some room in my hectic schedule for a girl's night...
Because relationships are ickle and fickle... I just know how it feels like...
I fell asleep, ignoring the alarm rings and angry notification blings...
I was in a strange sort of haven where I was the lead..
"Shit!"
I muttered as I got up, springing on the mattress, feeling oddly refreshed and active.
I got around, quickly entering my head through a V-Line and stepping into a pencil skirt, again..
After buttoning up a Zara branded white and black polka dotted suit, I grabbed my bag, and stepped out...
I decided to take my coupé..
Slipping on Armanis and getting into Loubotins I drove away..
Minutes later..
Angrily clip clopping heels..
Bag swinging sounds...
And my muttering breath was resounding against a busy floor..
My assisants and surprsingly Eric's as well were running around, laden wth print outs and photocopies..
"Guys! What's the news?!"
"Investors...meeting..Ze agreed.. Trouble iz..it waz every zingle one of them!" Eric's assistant answered me with bated breath, not being able to see in front of her with the contract copies as I came to realize..
And she was also..french..
"Let me help you..."
"No, no mademoiselle! Iz alright!"
"No no, toujours..erm...very busy day today.. Uhmmm.."
She laughed..
"I can understand ze english very well! I'm a NYU grad!"
For once I froze, my mouth a bit detached..
Just a bit..
"NYU grad?"
"You're not ze first one..." She muttered..
"But, I rarely see you!"
"Because Bonsuair Eric doesn't often call me... But trust me, my billz are paid!"
She giggled out, looking all cheery but having some amount of urgency in her voice..
"Alright then..erm..-"
"-Reeta.. And that's a dooble 'E'.."
"Right, of course.. Nice meeting you Reeta!"
"Nize meeting you too! I..eh... I'm pleazed to meet ze uzer zide!"
She laughed again..
I gave a half hearted exhale-smile while entering my room..
I swallowed a scream so fast, which made me almost hiccup at the speed..
Jack was sitting on my sofa, legs crossed and looking like he was one of the investors..
"Late Marksen.".
"How-you..wha-Erm.. Uhm..I- You.."
"Yes yes, me, the sex god remember? Right, right, nothing more than the ordinarè..
Anything else you want to choke over?"
He winked, which put me into battle mode..
"What the FUCK, are you doing in my office when your office hours aren't even up yet?!!"
"Simple. Sis-ter.. Heard of that thing which is still related to you, but doesn't look the spitting image.. By which I meant to say who isn't that good looking?" He raised an eyebrow..
I huffed before I walked upto him, adopting a seemingly regal pose..
"I know, and thank god you have Olive! But, I'm sorry, there ain't no paparazzi to take pictures here...see yourself out!"
His smile flickered before coming on full beam..
"Babes! I came here to say this...MY. AGENDA. IS. CLEARED!! And you know what that means?..."
He adopted an Austin Powers accent and stance..
I gagged..
"Ugh, but mine isn't! So, take your sleazy a-"
"- Ericsaidhe'lltskecareofit..."
"Excuse me?"
"Eric. Said. He'll. Take. Care. Of. It.."
"That's so unfair! Uggghhhh.. No!"
"What?"
"That's it! GET OUT! WE AREN'T A MARRIED COUPLE AND YOUR'RE TAKING AWAY MY VOICE! In my own fucking company... Get. The. Hell. Out.. If you want to continue this-this.. SHAM!"
I raged at him, at which his smile completely vanished..
"You're acting like this was my idea in the first place!"
"Well if you haven't noticed honey bun bun is that we're not all addicts and no-showers... We actually have a company to run and we accept facts!
Now, not my problem if you can't face that!"
"I was just sticking to plan.."
"This conversation will not end up like you want it to.. Alright? So just quit it now and relieve Olivia.."
"For your information Miss. Laura, you can't just keep calling me a womanizer , a loser and a...ahem.. 'no-shower'.. You DON'T fucking rule the world, and YOUR company doesn't either, it's fucking cyber security bullshit... Alright? Dso stay in your dusty corner and stop criticizing other well to do companies with equal net worths, if not more!"
He calmly spat out, actually making up for screaming...
I rubbed my temples, feeling that headache come on again...
He exhaled forcefully and stood there, muscles bulging through his white suit, white pants, Armani shoes and chiseled expression...
I just couldn't believe this was circumstances..
Me declining an offer to a paradise with a mouth wateringly hot albeit egotastical-than-damnation.. IDIOT!
You get my feelings?
"Laura... Your life isn't based on deals and tech.."
"It's not based on it, it is it.."
"That's what I meant! See? You think your so loose, but tell me something, when have you ever had a worry free girls night? Tell you had one recently and forget I ever came here..
But answer me honestly.."
I pondered over that, settling on telling him lie when it actaully hit me..
I haven't had fun in so long, and I had constricted my vision to black and grey and white..
I was literally colour blind when it came to office interiors and clothes..
"This still isn't going to make a difference Harrison, but if I finish taking all the workload off Eric and-and finally get ahold of the slippery ass reins.. Then you can settle a date for Mald.."
He beamed at me..
"But... You can't some sauntering in here, in askance for 'Is it time now?' question when YOU feel comfortable.. Savvy? Cause we all have a life and a proffesional...bearing.. Alright? But you'll keep coming here for lunch 'dates' I assume?"
He nodded mutely, his eyes still holding that glint..
"Alright then... Now.. I know that was rude what I said, but you've also gotta do understand...To reinstrate, anything else you want to debalaste?"
"Nope.. I'm going to Olive.." He said that in a slightly lowered tone and declined neck...6
"You do that... Erm.. Bye Jack!"
I called out, for the first time using his first name..
He paused at the door, hand white knuckling the handle..
Huh, I guess he wanted to escape THAT fast...
"See ya, Laura.." His voice went from husky to hoarse when he said that and then excusing himself and coughing, he flung it open and walked out...