Chapter 4 4
Vanessa POV
"Yes. He's been on my neck since yesterday. I swear I don't need that kind of stress in my life right now. He's very handsome. Richard Blackwood. My bad, sorry I'm outdated. Of course you'd know him because you're everywhere. Party this Friday...sounds fun, I need to get loose a bit. Just got into my office. Love ya Bestie. Eat please fat ass" I hung up and laughed lightly at my best friend
"I do not like this at all. The boss won't be happy with this at all."
And here it comes
"Good morning ma'am. Sorry to bother you. Please we need help." Daniel sighed and took his seat
That's right. Help yourself out boss. Why call me when y'all can do whatever you like without permission. Okay maybe I'm making a big deal out of him sitting down without my permission. Lol
"Call in your team and the rest of the team." Meaning I'll have to put a project on hold
"Boss we have somewhere to be by 3pm today. To inspect actually." Brittany whispered to me
"Okay then, cancel any incoming meeting." I picked up my jacket and walked down to the conference room
Thirty minutes later we were done with everything. The new design is just so beautiful and very classy. I'm sure they'll be so pleased with it for the Gala event. And of course I'll be attending with a date that I do not have. Haha. I could hire anyway. Easy Pissy
"Coffee" Brittany dropped a cup on my desk gently.
What will I do without her.
I know you'd think my life revolves around work or something. But I swear I can do better than this.
Like this Friday I'll be going to the club. Or we could just do a movie night. Yeah that sounds much better.
I look at the time and it's 11:50AM. I need to speak with my furniture vendors and decoration team on the expenses for Mrs Rosco's Project.
"I'm sorry ma'am. Mister Richard is here to see you" Brittany frowned while passing the information. I bet they had another argument again
"Let him in please" I huffed.
"I would have still found my way in" Richard strides in with pride. He hung his blazer on the sofa chair and made his way to sit opposite me.
"To what do I owe this nice visit, Stranger" I said, trying to keep my irritation bottled up.
"I thought we're on nickname basis Nessa" he winked
"Vanessa for you, Blackwood" I said, sternly.
"Ouuu. You make Blackwood sound nasty" he chuckled at my discomfort
"What do you need. I can call one of the team to take on your project. I have a lot on my table" I kept a very serious face. I was beginning to get more irritated
"Your table looks empty. And since it's just you and I here maybe we could -"
"Don't push it."
"Okay Vanessa. Please come with me to my office so I can show you and also tell you about an event. A very special event I'll want you to host" he said seriously
As it should be.
"Okay. I'll send someone with you" I smiled shortly and got back to work
"Did you listen to me? I said -"
"Okay fine. Let's go"
It shouldn't take long anyway
I stopped by the reception desk to tell Brittany that I'll be back before 3 so we could go inspect the place we planned on inspecting. I also added that if she doesn't see me here before or after 3, then she could reschedule it till tomorrow.
I mean, let's not underestimate Blackwood.
Honestly, what kind of name is that anyway!
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1:00PM
"This definitely doesn't look like an office, Mr Blackwood" I said, staring at the big penthouse. I mean, I'm not that daft.
"Never said the specific office. And I said something about showing you and telling you about a very special event that you will host"
How did he just make everything sound naughty?
"Should've known that nothing good would come out from a pervert" I nod my head in realization which he frowned to but quickly washed it off with a smile.
I guess he took anger management class seriously.
"Follow my lead" He walked into the house, used his card to open up his apartment. Typical rich boy life. And I just followed suit.
I was quite relaxed when I saw security cameras and bodyguards around. Just 3 bodyguards.
I take out my phone to share my location with my best friend. Just in case.
"Be my guest. Sit Vanessa" He walked into the kitchen and came back with two glasses and a wine bottle.
"I do not have all the day to waste here Blackwood. Thank you but I don't drink wine on a business visit. Water will do" I smiled at him. A very forced smile.
"Tough. I like tough" He chuckled and poured the whine in the two glasses anyway. "Sip! you'll need it because firstly, I'm not getting you water and secondly, you'll do a lot of things with that pretty mouth of yours. Need to stay hydrated"
Five dollars! If he doesn't say a nasty thing for an hour. Which of course you won't be getting because he says nasty things.
"Maybe if it was in a different situation we met, I bet I would really put my mouth to good use. Business, Blackwood. What am I here for?" I relaxed back to inspect him
He doesn't look bad and did I mention that the heat is too much? How can?!
"You're sweating. Take off your jacket" He smirked
"You could just put on the Air Conditioner" I frowned
I wore a skirt and suit jacket for a reason and besides I didn't wear a bra inside the thin strapped camisole. But then, again I don't do too good with heat anddd this suit jacket is thick.
"No can do. Take off your jacket or leave it on. Whichever one works for you" He smiled and got up to take off his suit and also unbutton his shirt. Not all though, just two buttons
But he's also suffering himself. Why are humans like this?
"What event?" I took out my notepad
"Oh that. Care for some food? It's afternoon. I think Maryann dropped some food in the refrigerator. My private chef."
"Too much information that are clearly not business related" I said through gritted teeth
Should've bought a glock a long time ago
"Chill, Live a little Nessa. I'm tryna get you into my bed soon." He smirked
Is that all he does? Smirk?
"Sorry I don't do billionaires. And no I do not care about your bloody food. I think we'll have to reschedule this meeting. I have somewhere to be" I stood up and started making my way to the door
"Bye Munchkin" he winked and rests his elbow on his kitchen counter while smiling at me.
Then something is definitely wrong
Right! The door won't open without his goddamn pin. I'm gonna roast here.
Fuck my life.