They are both CEO's

Chapter 3

Alexander King

This might be the first day in a long time that I want to call in sick. I really can't go to work today. I'm so tired and I have this stupid dinner tonight with a CEO that is on the same level as I am according to internet and my associates. Fine. I googled her. So what? According to all-mighty internet, she was modeling while going to Harvard, she never had steady boyfriend and she was a party animal not so long ago. Good. Pretty simillar, people would say. Except for modeling, mind you. And, if that is not enough to ruin my fucking day, I got a wedding invitation. Now, I know what you think: Alex, why would a wedding invitation ruin your day? Well, I'm glad you asked. It wouldn't be a problem if the groom wasn't my own father. Again. For the 5th time. What the fuck?! And a bride-to-be is australian supermodel that is 2 years younger than me. Okay, what the fuck again?! I really can't do this. And, also, I fucking hate my sperm donor. Hope that is enough for you to realize that I don't want to go to this wedding. The onky thing that could maybe save me from killing myself in a church while my father is promising his undying love yet again is if I have a friend there. Lucky for me, Dean's father is a bussiness associate of my father. So, fingers crossed. I take my phone and say a quick little prayer.
He picks up after first ring.
"Hey bro"
"Hey idiota, have you maybe gotten a fancy envelope this morning?"
He chuckles "Funny you should ask, I am holding a big fancy envelope in my hands right now. Is this a begging type of call? Like , Deaaaan please will you go with me to another one od my dads wedding? Pretty please Dean, my best friend. Od should I say, the ONLY guy who sprinkles a little bit of sunshine in my dark life?"
Merda. I knew he was gonna enjoy this. See, this is another thing that pisses me of with my sperm donors weddings. I have to do this same little ritual every time.. I swear I will go bankrupt just because od this.
"Yo sunshine, if you go with me I'll buy you food for the next 3 months. What do you think about that?"
I can feel that he is fucking smirking.
"Well, when you put it like that amico, who could say no to you? Plus, you called me sunshine, that just made my day. Hell, maybe even a year"
Stupid dick.
"You will end up in hell, or if there is a place worse then that you will end up there, you stupid fuck.."
"Now, now, there is no need for this kind of negativity right now.. I know you love me bestie"
"You fucking wish you little piece of..."
"Anyway dude, this is taking a wrong turn, usual spot in about an hour? You can yell at me there?"
First, he cut me off and now he has a fucking nerve to invite me to breakfast. And I hope you didn't forget that I AM PAYING.
"Fine, I'll see you there bestie. And I will possibly choke you, heads up " I say and hang up.
Oh fuck, I have that dinner tonight.. I gotta make a plan. I know everybody say that she's a spoiled daddy's princess but she couldn't get to my level if she isn't good. Really good. So, that means that she won't fall for usual partnership tricks. But, what if I could seduce her and that way I get her to sign everything I want? Well, I know it's manipulative but, shit, she will put me in 2nd place and I can't let that happen.

"Marco, get my car ready, I'm going on breakfast with Dean"
"Sure thing boss. Be there in 2"
So, I have to get dressed for work because I have meeting right after this breakfast and then dinner. Oh God.
So, I quickly take first of billion suits in my closet and I realise that I can change in the car on my way to the meeting. I really can't go to eat pancakes dressed all bussiness like when I know that Dean will show up in sweatpants. He goes like that to work. Lucky for him, I'm his boss so I tolerate it. Sometimes. I pull jeans and some hoodie because it's getting cold and I ran from my apartment.
"Marco you'll have to drive me and than come back here and take suit so I can change later please"
He grins and I know I'm busted.
"Is it because Dean always tease you about wearing suits?" He asks with a smirk. Definetely busted.
"Maybe"
He chuckles and opens the door for me.
As I got in restaraunt I immediately know where Dean is. It's not because it's our usual table but it's because there is atleast 3 girls there. I sigh and somehow manage to sit there.
"Now girls, see that I got company now. It's my brother. He just got released from rehab, so I need to give him some emotional support. Plus, he is still in closet so I also gotta take care of that" He whispers to the girls and they all look at me with pity in their eyes. One even said to me something like: There is no need to be ashamed because you're gay. It's totally okay. I hope you don't fall back into old habits. Drugs are not good for you.
When they finally left, I turn to Dean with, I hope, pure hatred in my eyes. He does this every fucking time.
He just starts laughing like a maniac and when I finally start threatening him, waitress shows up.
"Saved by the bell amico. But don't worry, I will have my revenge"
"What can I say, I was Just trying to be a good friend and offer you emotional support"
"Emotional support my ass"
"Rude. And please leave that menu you always take the same"
I turn to the waitress and chuckle when I see that she already got us our usual.
"Waffles for you Mr. Dean and pancakes for you Mr. Alexander"
"It's Alex for friends and thank you for this"
She just laughs and go to the next table.
"Man we are so predictable"
"I know" - I laugh again.
"So what did you do with Queen corp?"
"I am going to dinner tonight with their CEO"
He just looks at me in disbelief.
"What?" I ask as I put pancakes in my mouth.
"You're going on dinner with Andrea Queen and you're telling me that just now?! What is your problem?"
"Well, Leo made a plan to offer them a partnership and then screw them at the end so we would be number 1 as always"
This plan is good.
"Wow. I'm not sure how that will work. I mean, I know the girl and she ain't stupid dude. She probably has a plan on her own."
Woah. I didn't look from that angle.
"You never thought about it, didn't you? Don't go there thinking that she is stupid. She is anything but. "
"Honestly? No I didn't. And I don't think that she is stupid. Her company is sharing first place with mine, so she must be good"
We sat there for 20 more minutes and then I had to go on some meetings and so did he.
"Call me when she seduce you" -Dean yells from his car.
"Fuck you"
I can hear him chuckle and so do I.
As I enter the car I see my navy blue suit there.
"Thanks Marco"
He just smiles at me.
After hours and hours of working I finally got in car and had a moment of peace. Whoever thinks that CEO's don't do anything is so wrong. Oh shit. I'm going to dinner now. There goes my peace. I need alcohol. As if he read my mind, Marco hands me the bottle of scotch and a glass.
"Grazie"
I turned on some music and tried to enjoy this little piece of peace before Miss Andrea Queen gets in my life.
We stopped in front of some fancy 5 star restaraunt and Marco opened the door for me.
"Good luck boss"
He pats me on the back.
"Thanks Marco, I think I'll need it"
He smiles and sits in the car so he could wait me.
I got in and women approaches me: "Good evening Mr. King, your table is ready".
"Thanks"
She is trying to flirt with me but I'm all bussiness tonight so I wave her of. Or at least until I fix this shit with Andrea Queen. Who am I kidding? Beautiful woman is a beautiful woman. Bussiness night or not.
I sit in the chair that has a view of the door so I could see her.
She is late. Who am I kidding? I am always late except for tonight.
Suddenly, I can feel some new energy in the room. All of the men are watching at one person with wide eyes and girls are trying to get their attention back. I don't think they can. She is unbeliavable.
She wears black dress that goes to her knees and it fits her like second skin and red heels. Her hair is blond and long and curly. And face? Oh my God. Like an angel. But I know that she's a part devil too. Because I know that she wore this to seduce me. I can play that game too.
Before she came to the table, I got up and took my jacket off, so I stayed in white dress shirt and I quickly looked at her to see that she is talking to someone. I pulled my sleeves to my elbows and loose my tie a little bit. I will take it of when she comes here. I hear footsteps and I look up to see that she is her.
"Hello Mr. King, my name is Andrea Queen. Pleasure to meet you."
She says in proffesional voice and she is obviously waiting to see how is she affecting me. Well, she is. But, I'm not a teenager, I can hide it.
"Miss Queen, pleasure is all mine. Please have a seat" I say as I get up to pull her chair so she can sit.
She smiles and sits.
I take my menu and start looking for something to eat because even if I would order pancakes this girl will probably order some fancy french meal or something like that.
"I'll have crepes. What about you?"
Wow. That's a first.
"I'll have regular pancakes' I say as I look and smile at waitress. Fuck me, she is hot. Not as hot as miss Queen here but still pretty hot. She blushes and quickly goes away. Maybe this night won't be so bad after all.
I turn my attention to Andrea. She is smiling, but her eyes tell a different story.
"So, the playboy stories are true, I can see" - She says with unreadable expression.
Ha? What was that about? Ah, I can see. Maybe a little jealous that all of my attention isn't on her. Maybe, she is so used to every male drooling over her and is confused right now. Well, it's a game of seduction and, trust me, no one is better than me at that game. I smirk and decide not to answer this.
I take of my tie and I unbutton first two buttons.
She looks at me with suprise but doesn't say anything. I can see that her eyes are now on the little glimpse of my chest. Well, she may be every man dream, but I am every woman dream. And no, I am not arrogant. It's just the truth.
Let the games begin Miss Queen.