Tia
This is a weird hell. I was sitting at home with Mel and the others, drinking wine. But no, it's not like a gathering of friends, almost awkwardly quiet.
"Jesus Christ, let's go clubbing, Tia. Breaking up isn't the end of the world!"
"I can't. I‘ll start my new job on Monday, and I seriously don't need a hangover, Mel. I really didn't want to go anywhere."
Two days ago, I had the perfect life, or thought I did. I had just landed my dream job as marketing and project director at Chase Organization. I've worked hard for the last two years to get there.
But what can I say? Life is like a bitch who will always stab you in the back when you least expect it.
Jason, my boyfriend and now my ex, cheated on me that day.
He wasn't expecting to be caught either. I came home early from work as it was my last day, and I saw the most disgusting scene. My boyfriend's naked body was in front of me.
He's in bed with his secretary...
Moans and the smell of sweat filled the room, but I didn't expect that my reaction would be so calm. I didn't want to have anything to do with this person anymore and didn't want to say a word.
Needless to say, I kicked him out, and when Mel and the others showed up, they ran him off.
"Come on, Tia, please."
"You've got a point. Okay, fine, we'll go clubbing."
Yeah, I could use a bit of fun and relaxation if it's just for one night.
We got dressed and headed out. They had to debate where they wanted to party.
"Oh, there's a new club."
"Where?"
"I'll give you the directions." I looked at Cassie.
"Cassie, this better not be any weird ass club because we know you like freaky shit."
"Oh, come on."
It was almost ten in the evening, and we were already prolonging the process of deciding which club we wanted to go to. We started drinking, which was always normal with us whenever we were together. We always had fun.
I lost track of time. I don't know how many hours later. We were on the dance floor in Club Sky when I felt him behind me.
I didn't know who it was, but I just felt the presence of someone behind me.
When I spun around, I was standing face-to-face with him. His warm breath was already almost at the side of my neck, and I turned, my gaze meeting his, and oh my God, he had the dreamiest amber eyes I'd ever seen, a very sharp jawline, and his mustache and haircut were meticulously groomed, but very sexy. My eyes landed on his tight chest, and he leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "I want some fresh air, do you?"
My heart is pounding but I pretend to be chill, “I'm not a recent college graduate who would just pop off on some random guy in a dirty alley of a bar.”
“Fair enough.” He held out his hand.
I took his hand, and he led me across the crowded dance floor to the parking lot and into a limousine!
“Hmm, you're not one of those serial killers who lure women with a rented limousine, are you?”
“Then, don't you dare.” He smirks.
We got into the car, his cologne was already making me horny, I sat on his hard thigh legs and let him rip my skirt off, we kissed wildly, the alcohol made me forget everything, and finally, he entered me, pumping wildly inside me. I held him tightly, enjoying the madness.
When it was over, we were both breathing heavily. I looked at him, and he looked at me tenderly. I played with his hair as if I had gotten very close to him.
Weird intimate.
“I have to go.” I ended it while I was still conscious. After all, I did wonder if he was a serial killer. I pulled open the car door and thought. Good, it's not locked.
***
When I got back, I found Mel, Cassie, and Leah at the bar.
"Where the hell were you?" I just smiled. "We thought handsome dude kidnapped you or something."
"Nope, I just gave him the slip, what time is it?"
"It's two in the morning, plus Leah is drunk."
"Okay, let's go. I'm beaten, too. I gotta work on Monday."
After we left, we all headed home, making sure to drop Leah home first because she was completely wasted.
After I got home, I grabbed a shower and went straight to bed. And I was out in a few minutes.
***
Monday morning, I was up at seven to start preparing for work. At eight AM, I pulled into the underground parking lot of the company and headed up to the ninth floor, where my office was situated.
The messed-up thing is that the Chase Organization is or was run by Marcus Chase, 54 years old, who a week ago passed the company down to his son. Dominic Chase, and no one knew what he looked like.
I wanted to know who I was working for, so Mel and the girls helped me search social media for him, but there was nothing.
Dominic Chase didn't attend social events, all he did was work. His name was mentioned in some business deal or other, but apparently he didn't like being in the spotlight. It doesn't bother me, besides, I'm here to work, and that's what I'll do.
When I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Tatiana, my assistant.
"Good morning, Miss Sommers, happy to have you on board. Here, I have a coffee for you.".
"Good morning, Tatiana, and thank you. "
After we got to my office, I just looked around for a minute. It felt unbelievable that I was actually here, so I took a moment to let it settle in.
"First thing, please call me Miss Tia, not Sommers. You don't need to get me coffee, I'm capable of doing that myself. I'm not being rude or unkind. But you have a job to do, and I don't expect you to be running errands for me or anyone else unless it's a manager, director, or CEO, and it's absolutely necessary." She just looked at me with a weird look.
"Wow, um, umm, thank you. "
"Miss Tia. Have you heard the news?"
"I just got here, and I'm banking on you to keep me in the loop with all the gossip and rumors."
"On Friday, Senior Chase announced that as of today, Dominic Chase will start at the office, and he'll be introducing himself to all the department heads."
"Well, we better tighten our seatbelts and hope for the best."
"Okay then, I'll get the files for you, and you can let your team know what they're doing."
"Thank you, Tatiana." At nine, I had the entire marketing team in my office, which was twelve of us, including myself.
After they all introduced themselves, we dug into our work: "So the first project is an ad for Vodka.""They want blueberry vodka? Who drinks that crap?" I just laughed. "Well, I think everyone would drink it if it wasn't blue."
That started a laugh. "Okay, Jane and Chris, you two are working on the design, Mark and Steve are doing the taste test, I'll find a way to sell that crap. Let's get to it, everyone."
I was sitting alone in my office, going over the requirements, when Tatiana knocked on the door. "Yes, Tatiana?"
"Mr. Chase is here!"
Crap, I forgot about that.
"Okay, let's see what the big boss wants."
I closed my flies and headed out of the office, following Tatiana. My head was down, and I wasn't paying attention. I only looked up when I heard Tatiana, and I almost fell through the floor.
I found myself staring into the face of the mystery man from the club."Miss Sommers, Mr. Dominic Chase, our CEO, Mr. Chase This is Miss Tia Sommers, our new marketing and development director."
He just stood there, smiling at me.
The same weiredly intimate smile...
I cursed silently under my breath. But nevertheless, I shook his hands.