Ballroom Blitz

CHAPTER 3

The board room was already full by the time I walked in and spotted a seat next to Dwayne, who immediately started filling me in on he's lunch date with Mr. artist. Thankfully no one noticed I was late. Ooops I spoke too soon I realized catching Jack's displeased glance. I owed Jack a lot seeing that he's the one who took me under he's wing when I worked as an editor for a local paper back home. He sensed some semblance of potential in me after I wrote a segment about Roger Viviers a momentary ballet dancer, and ever since then I've felt some type of connection with him- kinship, sort of. Like a big brother, little sister thing, you know?

A familiar midnight blue suite and black polished shoes walked into the board room and sat next to Jack. I couldn't believe that it was the coffee thieve from earlier today. Jack seemed very fond of him seeing that they were already indulging in a conversation and seemed to even be looking through schedules together! I needed to talk to Jack about befriending the enemy.

"Quiieeeett, please!" Jack intoned. Two long shakes of velvety cigarette smoke spiraled upward. He slowly exhaled and another vast plume rose to form it's own weather system near the ceiling above him. He's gaze slowly swept the hushed group huddled tensely around the big mahogany desk. On top of it an enormous ashtray piled high with petrified cigarette butts rested precariously close to some files.

"I decided against having the normal board meeting today seeing that I have some very important news to give you ," he looked into the crowd seated closely around him. "As the acting CEO of Lord Publishers I am resigning and handing my post to my son and heir of the company Dean Lord." And just like that I felt the pit of my stomach churning and I wanted more than anything to vomit today's lunch

The coffee thieve stood up he's amber eyes scanning the crowd before momentarily landing on me a sinister look on he's face ,that beautiful face, he had god like features there was this edge to the determined set of his sensual mouth. You'd think that after knowing Jack for close to three years he'd mention he had a son or that he was going into early retirement you think you know a guy!

"Thank you dad," coffee thieve said flashing a panty dropping smile and adjusting the red tie around he's neck I had a couple of other things that would look nice around he's neck that gorgeous neck. Focus Cat remember he's the enemy he's the one who has no respect what so ever about people's property he is also my boss!!" The meeting will be adjourned early this was actually more like a briefing," Jack said as he flipped through the files." Mmmmmmmm." he stopped fixated on one of the folders, and then took another long, thoughtful drag from he's cigarette holder. "Stark are the reviews I told you to look at ready?" " Uh yes sir, I'll have them at your desk as soon as we're done," I replied mentally face palming myself for forgetting the stupid files on my desk.

"Fabulous Dean will have a look at them instead, you are all dismissed" and with that Jack walked through the connecting door and to he's office and disappeared. I picked up my notes and rushed out of the board room and to my office once I was finally in I frantically started pacing around the room. What in God's name was going on. I had been so disoriented today that I forgot to mail the reports to head office I figured coffee thieve would wait he's arrogant ass was not worth dealing with now.

I had just finished mailing the reports and going through the files a second time when the door to my office flew open and none other than Dean Lord strode in in all he's glory. "I honestly don't know what my father pays you to do but it clearly isn't being prompt," he said as he crossed the room to me, his stride was both inherently sensual and predatory.

"I was just on my way to drop over the files Mr. Lord," I said handing them to him . Our fingers lightly brushed as he took the file from me . The moment my fingers touched his a spark of awareness shot up my arm. Shaken by this I turned away and took a deep breath. "This is horrible ,everything seems wrong do it again," he said dropping the files on my desk. This son of a bitch. " I went through it more than once I don't see what's wrong with it ," I protested turning around to face him . "That's why you are the marketing director and not the CEO." Ouch!

Taking a few more steps towards me he stopped only inches away from me he's cinnamon breath fanning my face and those eyes of he's unreadable. "I want them written again Catelinah and on my desk before today ends," he's breathed down at me before turning around and walking towards the door. "Oh and btw its Dean, Lord sounds a bit to formal don't you agree....gatto," he said before closing the door behind him.