Surviving the CEO

Chapter 22: Headaches

**Warning**

Sorry there's nothing sexual going on, at least not until later in the book.😏😈 I wanted to warn readers that I have never written anything that is related to a business meeting or anything medical. I have no idea what happens but I am going to do my best to have it as realistic as possible.

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**RECAP**

**Xavier's POV**

"Welcome to La Vie Paris! Do you have a reservation?" He asks as he checks Aria out.

"DeLuca. We're here with Mann." I respond coldly.

"Right this way Mr. DeLuca." Before I could follow him Aria grabs my arm.

"Babe, calm down. I'm right here." Aria whispers reassuringly.

"I'm trying mia cara. I just don't like it when other people look at what's mine." I kiss her forehead before we follow the waiter. The throbbing in my skull is starting to increase more than ever and the whole world is starting to fog over.

"I have to use the restroom, I'll be right there."

A young man around my age sits at a table in the corner of the room. I make my way over and he rises to introduce himself, just as he does Aria returns. She does a quiet sharp intake of air before breathing out,

"Brandon."

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**Aria's POV**

"Brandon." I breath out.

He's here. What is he doing here? How didn't I notice that it was Brandon when I set up the meeting? Most importantly how come he never told me that he was going to take over his family's company? I understand that it may not have happened when we were going to get married but still, I should've known.

"Aria, what are you doing here?" He asks as he looks at me with confusion. I straighten my shoulders and stick out my hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Mann. I'm Aria Harden, personal assistant to Mr. DeLuca." I say with confidence but on the inside my mind is going crazy.

"Likewise, Miss. Harden." Brandon returns the handshake but his eyes are still swirling with confusion.

"Why don't we start the meeting?" Xavier interjects, I'm grateful for that.

"Yes, why don't we."

We all take a seat and I try to distance myself from Brandon but with a table that's designed to seat four people I can only get so far with the one side that I've been given. Sighing defeatedly, I take out my iPad with the attachable keyboard to begin taking notes. A waiter walks over to the table with a flirtatious smile on his face as we make eye contact.

"Welcome to La Vie Paris, I'm Samuel and I'll be your waiter today. Can I start you guys off with something to drink?"

"I'll take a glass of Riesling." I reply after taking a quick glance at the drink menu.