Mr.CEO

Part 35

Micheal Banes

I am now back at my office, I was a little disappointed that I had to leave but I have work piling up on me. I have to say that it was a success, her parents like me which is a relief, one less thing to worry about. "Hey, you!" I snapped out of it to see my amazing girlfriend. "Stop looking happy, you're supposed to be scary." She teased. "I was just thinking about you, that's all." Monica gave me a face.

"Stop making me cringe, your 7 o' clock client is here." I chuckled. "Send her in." I soon heard heels clicking. "You're not allowed here! What do I have to do to let a bitch know!!" I frowned making my way outside to see Jessica fucking Skye. "What the fuck do you want from me?" She smirked before fixing her coat. "Firstly, tame your black bitch-" I literally lost all cool and slammed her into the wall.

"What did you call my woman?" I questioned, daring her to repeat it.

Her eyes widened in fear and shock. "I-I-" I felt Monica's soft hand rub my back. "Calm down baby, she's not worth it." I looked at Monica, why couldn't I have met her? Things would have gone differently. "What is it that you want?" I said in my coldest tone. "Nothing, sorry to bother you, Mr. Banes." With that she rushed out the room. "That was scary." Please tell me I didn't scare her. "Don't speak bad about my lady and we'll be fine."

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I fixed my clothes for the hundredth time. I was backstage of the show Celeb Watch. "You wanted to see me sir?" I smirked at the Producer. "I need something to be played, is that okay?" I knew he would say yes. "Sure, what is it about?" I gave him the recorder. "You'll find out soon, I'll give you my signal on when to play it. Listen to the recording and I want you to make the male voice, higher." With that he nods, no questions asked.

"Alright, we have a special guest today at our live show, put your hands together for the incredibly handsome, sexy and billionaire, Mister Micheal Banes!!" I walked out on stage, girls were screaming my name. I gave a smile and a wave, greeting the hostess. "It's great to have you here, Micheal." We sat down as she crossed her legs. "Glad to be here with you Tabitha."

She smiled then leaned forward. "Let's start off with the juicy stuff. We all want to know about your relationship with you PA." People in the crowed ooed at the topic. "Well, my girlfriend and I have been seeing each other for almost a year now and I'm not the one to let someone in so easily but she somehow got through my barriers and here we are today. She loves my daughter and my daughter loves her." Tabitha nods. "And what about you? Do you love her?" The crowed silently waited for my answer. "Yes I do love her, she makes me happy."

The crowed went aw, it took a lot for me not to curse them. "That's really beautiful, how do you guys work at the same place as a couple?" Jesus, all the questions. "We work well, we're adults and we know when to set aside business from pleasure." The hostess nods her head. "You heard that, ladies, this man is love struck, sorry to burst your bubble." They never had a chance anyway. 

"Okay so we have a special guest with us as well." I thought it was only me. "We had to spice things up a little so joining us on stage is the one and only super model, Jessica Skye." You have to be kidding me. I turned seeing Jessica walk out with a smile on her face. "It's good to have you here, Jessica." The bitch sat, crossing her legs.

"It's good to be here, Tabitha." I leaned back on my chair, these bitches must be joking. "I feel the tension in the air already. Now that we have to two of you here, we want to know the real story behind you guys breaking up." I was about to say something but the bitch opened her foul mouth. "Well-" I cut her off. "She didn't love me anymore and she used me for my money, simple." People in the crowd started whispering. "As if, you cheated on me after all the love and support I gave to you." Oh, here come the tears.

"Calm down guys, now I'm confused." Jessica sat up. "He's way in over his head." This bitch is pushing it. "Are you sure, you didn't leave me because you just wanted money and fame?" I gave a smirk. I could see her forehead glisten with sweat. "You cheated, remember? You had the child which caused me to leave."

I said nothing. "Do you have anything to say for yourself, Micheal?" I cleared my throat. "No I don't." Tabitha sighs. "I thought they were wrong about you." I looked at the hostess. "They were completely wrong about me. Play the recording."

"Why did you do it?" A high pitched voice asked her. A laugh came through. "Do what?" Jessica's voice asked. "Why did you use Micheal?" There was a pause. "The dude had money and I need money, he wanted love and I wanted power." She answered. "But why do that to him, he loved you." Another pause came. "Love? Do I look like I give a fuck about love? I wanted to be a model and he had connections, as soon as I was positive about my spot in the career, I was going to leave him high and dry."

I smirked at Jessica who was pale as a dead body.

"But why get pregnant and tell him if you were gonna abort it?" The high voice spoke. "He would have found out about the abortion because I was still using his card." The high pitch voice asked. "What about his child?" Jessica laughed. "What about her?" Silence. "Why did you lie and tell him that the child was his?"

The crowd gasped in shock. Jessica glued to her seat. Her body stiff.  Her fingers clawed the seat. She was finally getting what she deserves.

"Simple, the dude I fucked was poor but his dick was good. I left him and pushed the child with someone with money. You wanna know the funny part? Micheal paid me  50 million just to keep a kid that wasn't his." She laughed. "He is such an idiot! He made himself look bad for a bastard child! I mean who does that?!"

"A father did that for his child, he looked bad all these time when you were the one to cause it." The voice spoke. "I hope you're happy with yourself, Jessica." Then she replied. "I'm more than happy. I got away with it." 

The recording stopped. Not a soul spoke. That was my cue. "Now that you all know the truth, I'll be on my way." I got up, passing everyone on stage, the producer handed the recorder back to me. "Good job." I smirked before leaving the studio. 

Finally things were going my way.