Feelings and true love
Chapter One: Meeting
Summary: When it comes to feelings and true love, can a man make a difference.
((Author's Note: It's my first fanfic. I hope you like the first chapter but it will get better along the way. Please review!))
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except for Christiana Azwal.
Its the 22nd of January, a Tuesday to be exact, a normal cold day in Gotham City. A women at 5''7 no more than 28 wakes up to the sound of her alarm clock in her 5th floor apartment. She gets up and does her morning routine of getting ready for work.
She showers and cleans her tan skin coloured body, brushes her teeth, brushes her mid-long curly brown hair, and does her make-up, putting mascara on her eyelashes making her emerald green eyes stand out. Once she's done all that she puts on her suit for work which consists of a nice purple blouse, grey trousers and blazer.
She leaves her bathroom and goes to her desk in her living room and checks that her MacBook and her folder full of cases are in her briefcase. She goes and finds her coat and Gucci black bag from the coat stand by her front door. She checks that she has her purse, her iPhone 3G, her diary, her work ID, her make-up bag and her keys to the apartment.
Once she is ready, she leaves her apartment with her coat on and with her briefcase and bag in her left hand and locks her apartment door and gets the lift to the ground floor. She exits the lift and greets the doorman called Sam and leaves the building and walks off in the busy streets of Gotham.
Christiana was walking in the cold street's of Gotham with a Starbucks coffee in her left hand while emailing on her iPhone at the same time checking the whether forecast to see if it was going to get any colder than it already is that morning. While looking down at her iPhone, she bumps into someone, nearly dropping her coffee on the ground.
"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going. Did I spill any coffee on you?" She looks up and realises that she just bumped into her best friend Rachel Dawes and a man she can't recognise at that time.
"Oh my god, Christiana, how are you? I haven't seen you in like what a week or two?" Rachel asks her giving her a smile.
"It's more like two days actually, Rach. Remember we went out to the cinema. Anyway, how are you? Oh and who's this?" Christiana asks her while putting the name and face together and remembers who the man was.
"This Chrissie is Bruce Wayne. Bruce this is Christiana Azwal." Rachel says to Christiana.
"It's finally nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you Christiana." Bruce says to Christiana while giving her a warming smile.
"Nice to meet you, Mr Wayne. Hopefully Rachel hasn't said anything bad about me. If she did she's going to be in big trouble." Christiana says to Bruce shaking his hand while giving him a smile. While she shakes his hand, she takes a deeper look at him. Bruce was a tall man maybe 6''1/6''2, muscular build -uncommon for someone who is a billionaire- short brown hair, a striking face that any male model would die for, brown eyes that shows depth of a hidden life. His handshake shows that he has a confidence streak in him but it also shows that if needs be he would do anything in his power. His hand feels like they are from a hard-working men she'd known in England instead of a man who was Gotham Prince, a billionaire who wouldn't do a hard day's work. Why would his hand's feel like that when everyone knows he doesn't work like that? His smile was not a smile that she gets from the like of rich people here in Gotham, his smile was more of a friendly smile, sort of a sincere smile.
"No, I assure you that it's all good things. Please call me Bruce, Christiana." Bruce says to her giving her a crooked smile that she instantly falls in love with.
"Ok Bruce that's a relief. You're lucky Rache. I better get going, you know how Wilson is when someone comes late to work. Nice to meet you Bruce. I'll see you later Rache." Christiana says to them while leaving them to go to work.
"She seems like a nice person." Bruce says to Rachel smiling to her while having a glint in his eyes.
"Well she is a nice person, even though she is a lawyer who works for Wilson & Co. She is one hell of a lawyer. She has a degree and a master's in Law. She specialises in business, tax and family law. She's probably the only female lawyer in that firm. Anyway, some of us need to get to work unlike some who can turn up late to meetings and get away with it." Rachel says to Bruce, giving him a smile.
"Ah that hurts Rachel." Bruce says to her while pretending to be hurt.
"Bye Bruce. See you." Rachel says to him walking off to work.
"See you later Rachel." Bruce replies and heads off to Wayne Enterprises.
Christiana reaches to Wilson & Co and gets the lift to the 5th floor where her office is. Once she leaves the life she walks to her office, passing by her colleagues saying hello to them. She reaches her secretary's desk and greets her and asks her if she has any meetings today and also if there is any messages for her. Once her secretary tells her that she will be ready in a minute, Christiana leaves her and walks into her office.
Her office is a medium sized office, like any other lawyer in the building has. Her office has a big oak desk that has a 21.5-inch iMac on top. Behind the desk is a large but also comfy office desk chair. In front of her desk are two normal sized chairs for her clients to sit. On the right of her office door, their is a bookcase that runs along the wall from one end to the other, filled with books about law. On the other side of the room, the left side wall, their is cabinets where she keeps all the cases that she has done. Behind her desk, you can gaze out of the window and look at Gotham.
Christiana hangs up her coat on the coat stand near her office door and walks to her desk and sits on her desk chair and gazes out of the window. She takes a minute or two to look at Gotham. She can see Wayne Enterprises standing tall and mighty. Her secretary knocks on her office door and walks in and tells her the meetings she has for the day while Christiana turns her chair to face her secretary.
"Today at lunch you have a meeting with Mr. Pettersion at the Grand, regarding about the case. He says that he has some questions that he needs answers to about the case. Also a Mrs. Williams called saying that she has sent an invite to you about a charity ball that she is organizing and she wants you to go over to her mansion so that you can go shopping with her so that you can get a dress for the ball." Isabella, her secretary tells her while giving her a warm smile.
"Thanks Isabella. Tell Mrs. Williams that I'll come to the ball and ask her what day will I need to be at her mansion for us to go shopping. Thanks again Isabella." Christiana says to her returning the smile.
Once Isabella leaves her office, Christiana takes her MacBook and her case folder out of her bag and puts them on her desk while turning on both her MacBook and the iMac on her desk. She spends the next few hours going over the case on Mr. Pettersion before she meets him for the lunch meeting. She looks at the clock in her office, saves and turns of her computers and pack away her case folder and MacBook and puts them in her briefcase and gets her coat and leaves her office to go off to her lunch meeting with Mr. Pettersion.
Christiana reaches the Grand and walks up to the maitre d' and gives him Mr. Pettersion's name. He guides her to the table where Mr. Pettersion is already seated.
"Good day Mr. Pettersion. I understand that this meeting is about you having some questions that you need answers to regarding about the case, is that correct?" Christiana asks him in her professional tone like she always do when dealing with her clients.
"Yes that's correct Ms. Azwal. But why don't we give our orders for lunch first before we start to discuss about the case." Mr. Pettersion tells her while giving her a smile as well as giving her a look that resembles of a lion claiming a piece of meat. She shakes that thought out of her head because she tells her self that its her imagination going wild and that he is married and wouldn't give that look to anyone.
They both give their orders on what they would eat and drink and they began to discus the case. Ten minutes into the discussing, Christiana felt something touch her leg but dismisses it thinking that Mr. Pettersion touched this foot on her leg by accident and didn't realise he did it. A few minutes after that she feels something go up and down her leg and freezes when she realises that Mr. Pettersion is touching her up.
"Excuse me Mr. Pettersion, but what do you think you are doing?" Christiana asks him rudely.
"Ah I see you felt it. What do you think I'm doing, Ms. Azwal?" he replied.
"I think that you are touching me up with your foot or leg. I would like you to stop. We are having a meeting which you arranged for to discuss about the case and here you are touching me up when in fact you are a married man. Do you have no sense at all?" Christians tells him in a loud voice.
"I have perfect sense Ms. Azwal. I know that you like it so why don't you stop pretending all this nonsense about you being a lawyer." Mr. Pettersion tells her while in a flirty manor.
"I'm not pretending anything about being a lawyer because I am a lawyer, I have a degree and a master's to prove that I know and practice law. And I do not like what you are doing. I'll remind you that it's company policy that lawyers and clients do not engage in anything romantic or otherwise, other than being lawyer and client while working on a case. Therefore I'll make this clear, I do not engage in anything but being professional in my work with clients and even if we were allowed to date with our clients, I would never date you due to four reasons. The first reason is that you are defiantly not my type, the second is you're married, third is you're old-old enough to be my father and lastly you are defiantly not my type." Christiana tells him loudly to make sure that it gets in his thick skull.
"Ms. Azwal -" Mr. Pettersion starts but was interrupted by Christiana.
"Don't even start talking. I'll tell my boss to refer you to another lawyer in the firm to take your case so that I will not continue to take your case as you are obviously do not take me seriously as a women and as a lawyer. Therefore I will no longer take your case. Oh and by the way, I have a right mind to slap you for trying to come on to me when I have no what so ever interest in you." Christiana tells him and leaves, while the whole restaurant is looking at them; some women in the restaurant clapping at her for standing up to him while calling out 'you tell him girl'.
She leaves him at the table looking embarrassed and gets into the taxi and goes back to her office.
Christiana reaches her floor and goes straight to Mr. Wilson's office. She asks his secretary if he's in and not busy. The women tells her he's in and not busy, she knocks his door and waits for him to tell her to come in. She walks in his office and sits in one of the two chairs for clients.
She tells him everything that happened at the restaurant and asks him to refer Mr. Pettersion to another lawyer other than her.
"You know Mr. Pettersion just called me about the what happened in the restaurant but he gave me, how would you call it, ah yes a down scale of what happened. He just told me that what you said with out him coming onto you." Mr. Wilson said.
"Why that-" Christiana starts to say but stops when she sees the look on Mr. Wilson's face.
"Calm down Christiana. I'll get another lawyer on the case so that you're off the case and I believe what you told me. I knew he would do something, he had that look on his face when we had that meeting about which lawyer was going to take the case. He wanted you right from the start. And he's old enough to be your father now that's disgusting." Mr. Wilson tells her while giving her s smile.
"I know!" She tells him while laughing.
"So anyway how's your dad doing Chrissie? Still being the top dog?" He asks her while laughing at his comment while remembering the good old days of his best friend, her father.
"Dad's doing great, uncle. He's still the top dog lawyer in New York. Mum's coming back to New York in a couple of day's time from London, she said it was time to come home and get away from what happened there." She said the last past in sad voice.
"Well at least she's coming home. Why don't you take the rest of the day off, you deserve after what happened today." He tells her.
"Will do uncle, see you tomorrow." She says with a smile on her face and leaves his office to spend the rest of the day at home watching tv.