here.”
“Sir, it is more complicated than what you might think.”
“Well someone better explain it to me then because I don’t understand what’s going on here.” Everyone is silent again.
CHAPTER FIVE
SAMUEL
Concentrate Samuel.
Just concentrate on the matter at hand. If I don’t look at her I can hopefully get through this meeting easier. I knew she was going to be here, I actually requested her presence, but it doesn’t help with the problem I know I have and if I stand up the whole fucking room will know the problem that I have. She looks so beautiful, though, and I can feel her draw me in with her beauty. She is wearing trousers again, why is she always wearing trousers. From what I saw on Saturday night she has killer legs, killer legs that should be seen and wrapped around my waist while I fill her to my balls.
Stop it, Samuel, you have to concentrate and get this done and you can’t do that by thinking of the female that’s consuming your every waking moment. What is she doing to me? I am never like this, I never allowed myself to get like this over a woman, but this one who I hardly know is doing just that and it confuses the fuck out of me.
I look up at all the worried faces, they should be worried after all their lack of fulfilling their roles within the business and I make the mistake of making eye contact with her. She blushes as she notices me watch her and I can’t help but think how adorable she looks, and fuckable while the color rises in her cheeks. Today she is wearing a white blouse that points at her chest, it isn’t low enough for my tastes, but you can just see the hint of what lies beneath. As I watch her it is like the rest of the room ceases to exist and it isn’t until she looks at me again through those long dark lashes that I am brought back to my present problem and not that one I feel in my pants.
“I’m waiting, ladies and.” I look around the room at all the nervous faces except one and I can feel the anger begin to boil.
“Well, Mr. Harding, we felt that there wasn’t enough money.”
“Why would you think that? I assume you were looking at the same reports that are here.” They are all looking at one another and it is obvious that something is happening.
“So would someone like to tell me about these discrepancies?” Again there’s a lot of eye-catching and you could cut the atmosphere with a knife.
“I think you should all get out and I’ll look in to it myself.” I watch them all stand from their chairs and make their way to leave the conference room. The beauty at the other end of the room watches as everyone begins to leave and looks at me watching her and I can see her gulp. She attempts to start to make herself get up from her seat and move away from me, but what I do next I can tell shocks her to the spot.
“Except you, Miss Ford, I would like to speak with you.”
GRACE
He wants to speak to me.
Oh my God, why does he want to speak with me?
I can feel my heart begin to beat faster against my chest as my breathing comes in quicker than normal I try to answer my own question. I have only just managed to get myself to calm down from the events of the last week and now he is sending me back into my madness. I come to the conclusion that I won’t allow him to affect me, like my mother always told me there isn’t anything that the world will see in me so why am I letting myself fester about him. I am worthless and no good to anybody, but as I watch him I can’t help, but see how good he is on the female eye.
Oh God, what does he want..?
I feel sick as the remaining members of staff leave the room, but not before they take a
“Sir, it is more complicated than what you might think.”
“Well someone better explain it to me then because I don’t understand what’s going on here.” Everyone is silent again.
CHAPTER FIVE
SAMUEL
Concentrate Samuel.
Just concentrate on the matter at hand. If I don’t look at her I can hopefully get through this meeting easier. I knew she was going to be here, I actually requested her presence, but it doesn’t help with the problem I know I have and if I stand up the whole fucking room will know the problem that I have. She looks so beautiful, though, and I can feel her draw me in with her beauty. She is wearing trousers again, why is she always wearing trousers. From what I saw on Saturday night she has killer legs, killer legs that should be seen and wrapped around my waist while I fill her to my balls.
Stop it, Samuel, you have to concentrate and get this done and you can’t do that by thinking of the female that’s consuming your every waking moment. What is she doing to me? I am never like this, I never allowed myself to get like this over a woman, but this one who I hardly know is doing just that and it confuses the fuck out of me.
I look up at all the worried faces, they should be worried after all their lack of fulfilling their roles within the business and I make the mistake of making eye contact with her. She blushes as she notices me watch her and I can’t help but think how adorable she looks, and fuckable while the color rises in her cheeks. Today she is wearing a white blouse that points at her chest, it isn’t low enough for my tastes, but you can just see the hint of what lies beneath. As I watch her it is like the rest of the room ceases to exist and it isn’t until she looks at me again through those long dark lashes that I am brought back to my present problem and not that one I feel in my pants.
“I’m waiting, ladies and.” I look around the room at all the nervous faces except one and I can feel the anger begin to boil.
“Well, Mr. Harding, we felt that there wasn’t enough money.”
“Why would you think that? I assume you were looking at the same reports that are here.” They are all looking at one another and it is obvious that something is happening.
“So would someone like to tell me about these discrepancies?” Again there’s a lot of eye-catching and you could cut the atmosphere with a knife.
“I think you should all get out and I’ll look in to it myself.” I watch them all stand from their chairs and make their way to leave the conference room. The beauty at the other end of the room watches as everyone begins to leave and looks at me watching her and I can see her gulp. She attempts to start to make herself get up from her seat and move away from me, but what I do next I can tell shocks her to the spot.
“Except you, Miss Ford, I would like to speak with you.”
GRACE
He wants to speak to me.
Oh my God, why does he want to speak with me?
I can feel my heart begin to beat faster against my chest as my breathing comes in quicker than normal I try to answer my own question. I have only just managed to get myself to calm down from the events of the last week and now he is sending me back into my madness. I come to the conclusion that I won’t allow him to affect me, like my mother always told me there isn’t anything that the world will see in me so why am I letting myself fester about him. I am worthless and no good to anybody, but as I watch him I can’t help, but see how good he is on the female eye.
Oh God, what does he want..?
I feel sick as the remaining members of staff leave the room, but not before they take a
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