Beautiful

17. Moments of Weakness

Moment of Weakness

"Mr. Turner, I'm sorry, Ms. Rodriquez is unavailable at the moment." Terri informed him.

"Excuse me, I'm over here," he said and snapped his fingers in her face.

Terri jumped back, repulsed by his blatant disrespect.

"Sir, is there a problem here," one of the male executives asked Malcolm.

"No, and I'd direct you to mind your own damn business. This is my agent's secretary and I'm..."

"Actually Mr. Turner," Terri cut him off, "Ms. Rodriquez is no longer your agent. In case you forgot, you removed her as your agent over a week ago. S has reassigned your case load to..." Terri began, and searched in her computer for the identity of Mr. Turned new agent. "...actually, meet your new agent. Timothy Jones, meet your newest client Mr. Malcolm Turner."

"Wow, this is awkward!" Timothy admitted, swiping his hand through his blonde crew cut.

"Yea, okay. Well Timothy, is it? I'm not here to speak to you right now! So, if you don't mind,"

"Well, Mr. Turner I don't mind, as long as you speak respectfully to Ms. Terri."

"WHAT?"

"Enough you two, damn!" Terri cut them off. "Look Malcolm, why don't you go and wait for Tierra in her office!"

"Yeah, that's cool. I'll just do that."

Malcolm glared hard through narrowed eyes at Timothy, as he walked away. When he walked into Tierra's office, he was overcome with confusion.

'Why didn't I think of this?' he thought to himself and allowed his body to fall onto one of her new chairs. He raised feet up on her desk, as he looked around her newly furnished office. He had one more trick up his sleeve to try and woo Tierra. He was a bit concerned however, that maybe he had some competition. If he did, and this was the way they were rolling, he was going to have to step his game up and fast. He didn't like the idea of there being someone else trying to impede on his territory. He always got what he wanted, and right now what he wanted was Tierra. No one was going to get in his way.

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"Hmm, Ms. Rodriquez, Tierra, wait," Terri called out, as Tierra walked lifelessly past her.

No one in the office at that moment was blind to the obvious and apparent agony and confusion that was displayed on Tierra's face. Unknown to her, several men tried to stop and speak to her, but she appeared to glide across the floor to her office, closing the doors behind her.

"There you are, finally. Girl I been waiting forever!" Malcolm said.

"WHAT THE...! Oh my goodness, Malcolm, you scared the crap out of me!" she snapped. "What the hell are you doing in here? And, get your damn feet off my desk!" she demanded pushing his dark brown, Nubuck Clarks off her brand new furniture.

"My bad, my bad. What crawled up your ass?"

"Listen, Malcolm, I'm so not in the mood right now for this nonsense with you, okay!" she walked over to her desk and sifted through her Rolodex. "Where is it!?" she screamed.

"Hey, hey," Malcolm stood up and quickly made his way over to Tierra and wrapped his arm around her waist. "What's got my future girl all in an uproar?" he lifted her chin so that he could look into her eyes.

"I just need to find Aquarian's number. That's all I really need right now."

"So, you DO have a man, after all? Why you ain't tell me that to begin with?" he asked a little irritated.