THE CEO & HIS QUEEN (Reylo AU) *on hold

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Ben

Walking torwards his desk, eyeing the disgusting substance on it—pointedly looking at Mr.Hu like saying 'you better clean this up'. He decided to stand, arms crossed, eyeing the man with an unreadable expression.
Mr.Hu shakes visibly under his stare.

"Are you hungry Mr.Hu?"

Mr.Hu's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect him to ask that. He was expecting to be thrown out the window or something more sinister than that.

"Umm....no I just ate" He eyed Ben cautiously—trying to figure out this man. Wasn't he angry just now?

Oh I know what you just ate. Ben rolled his eyes.

Ben shrugged, standing up—taking his jacket from the couch, draping it over his broad shoulders. "Well I'm famished! Lets go get a bite at the restaurant across us" He got out without another word. Mr. Hu had no choice but to follow.

They passed Rey, who seemed startled seeing them, especially Mr.Hu, no new bruises on his face and Ben seems to be calm—eerily calm.

What's with him?

The two business man took a seat at the dimly lit booth at the back. Ben ordered his meal before turning to Mr.Hu—asking him if he wanted any. Mr.Hu declined with a shake of his head. After 20 minutes, the food arrived. Ben munched it down like his life depends on it. Mr.Hu stared at him suspiciously.

He couldn't hold in the growing tension anymore so he blurted : "What is this all about? Why are you inviting me to lunch? Shouldn't you be angry with me?" when all he get was silence he yelled "What's wrong with you?!" Ben regarded him with a deadly stare—warning him to not make a scene in his favourite restaurant

"Firstly, you need to control your temper if you want to work with me. I associate with cunning, intelligent people not some wannabe billionaire who kept fucking an employee from a different company acting as if he is mighty when he still uses daddy's money. And secondly, do not disturb a hungry man when he is starving. I do not wish you to be my dinner when your existence will make my stomach malfunction" Ben continued munching his food, totally aware the smokes coming of the man's ears. The man clenched his fists, teeth gnawing each other. He leaned closer to Ben, fists slamming at the table making a loud 'bang'—trying to dominate the situation.

"Is that why we are here? You want to torment my  perfect life? My, Mr.Solo must have had a new hobby" Mr.Hu sneered—the sound resonates through the cafe, customers murmuring to each other—wandering what was the commotion all about.

"Perfect? Mr.Hu, you and I both know that all your families are not near perfect. If you minus the countless scandal your parents had, that you can call it perfects. But sadly it's not. Especially your families so called money were never really yours" Ben chuckled when he saw the man's face turned pale. "H-how did you know that?"
Ben smirked when he finally got him where he wanted. Leaning in to whisper into the man's ear. "I know your father stole the money from a deceased billionaire who gave all his fortunes to his granddaughter—who has just turned 18 this year. Your father put her in an orphanage, changing her name—wanting her to disappear and were planning to give her nothing when she became 18"

By now Mr.Hu seems to be praying for his life—his pale skin looks even paler than before. He gulped before speaking : "But my father said he will give a small portion of it" Mr. Hu defended. Ben scoffed at him. What a fool! It was so easy for him to confess.

"Did you really think your father would give the fortune to her that easily? Your more pathetic than you look" Ben continued munching his last bite of lasagna before dusting his fingers—getting rid of the crumbs.