Disclaimer: I do not own hell of anything!
Note: Tala is a girl here, okay? But I love Yaoi pairs too.
Legend:
- change of POV
- time lapse
Chapter 4: On the Glass Windows
"You fucked Brooklyn?" asked Julia with astonishment.
"Yeah, so what?" I replied with 'duh' face.
"You hated this guy for months."
"Yeah, but he turned out to be a nice fuck and friend."
"Fine, I'll take your words. But, since when are you hiding this from me?" asked Julia with a fiery glare.
"I tried to but, I'm having a hard time planning our assignment," I said defensively.
"When?" she stood up from her chair and walked in front of my desk with her hands around her waist.
"Last week. It was just a one night stand. Nothing more, I promise. Besides, I don't like relationships. When I'm horny, I'm horny and I'll fuck the nearest gorgeous guy and you know I'm the resident slut on the block."
"Fine, fine, fine," she added, "and hey you're not the resident anymore." She went back to her seat and turned her chair around. She looked at me and crossed her arms.
"Are you serious? No one can take my title even Samantha Jones of Sex in the City!" I raised my voice.
She just responded, "Well, someone did."
"All right. Who's the bitch?" I asked quickly.
"The assistant of the boss has been fucking all the (straight) men in the company, all the major bachelors including the heads," she also said, "I think the there are only two men she hadn't fuck. "
"Who? Because I would be happy to know." I said with a smile.
"The boss and Brooklyn," she replied. Then, she turned around and continued to work.
Okay, this is big news. I am now retired of the title, but the person who got it from me is such an angel. Well, I guess it is true that the most innocent angel is really a horny (horns) devil. Sigh. I'll just continue the space planning because I contacted the assistant of Mr. Hiwatari who turned out to be Miguel. Then, he gave me the blueprint of the office and now I am thinking about the things I'll change. The colors, the furniture and all the accessories needed. Furthermore, the office is circular and the space is thrice my stud's penthouse. This guy really wants his stuff big because I heard from Brooklyn that our client also owned a cruise ship and airline company. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.
"When will the designers come, Miguel?"
"I've contacted their boss and he said they will arrive today at seven," replied Miguel.
"Sigh."
"Why, sir?" asked the blonde.
"I have a meeting concerning the Blitz Airline. Sigh. I wish I could talk about the design, but I believe you can do it," I told Miguel as a swiveled my black leather chair.
I hope the designer will make this room more comfortable because I'm always stressed and pressured since I got this position. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. I sure wish to press Tala on one of these windows and please her.
"Sir, you've been staring at those glass windows for two hours," concerned Miguel.
"Huh, what?" I've have no idea that thinking about her would take that long.
"Uhm…Mr. Hiwatari?" uttered Miguel
"What?" I'm still looking at the window.
"You have a meeting about Volt Airlines in five minutes."
"Uh… yes I know," I quickly stood up from my chair and hurried to the conference room.
"Hurry up Brooklyn, it is almost seven we need to go. I don't to make our client wait," I shouted at Brooklyn's desk.
"We need to make an impression," he replied as he combed his hair in place.
After several minutes of Brooklyn's ritual, we stepped outside the building, the taxi Julia called for us. We rode for several minutes and stopped at 16th street. I paid the taxi because Brooklyn paid it the last time. We entered the building and went to the receptionist.
"May I help you ma'am?" asked the girl behind the desk politely.
"Mr. Miguel de la Vega," I quickly replied.
"Oh, Mr. Hiwatari's assistant. He is currently at the last floor," she informed me.
I nodded and said, "Thanks."
I looked at Brooklyn and we hurried to the elevator. He pushed the 65 button. We had a conversation to kill the time since it will be a long way up. It took almost fifteen minutes to arrive at the last floor. As we went outside the elevator, I saw Miguel approaching us.
He greeted, "Nice to see you, Tala and this must be Brooklyn."
"Nice to meet you," replied Brooklyn kindly.
"So where's the office?" I asked quickly.
"Oh, just straight ahead. I am sorry, but my boss isn't here to discuss about the design," he said.
"Why?" asked Brooklyn as we followed him.
"He is currently booked at the conference room for his airline company," he stated, "but, he told me some insights about the office."
"All right," we chorused.
We entered the room and saw gigantic tinted glass windows. I was awed by the size of the room and I will surely love to design this. Brooklyn talked to Miguel about our design and he seemed to agree. I walked around the room and imagined our design. This boring office will become a very steamy bachelor's office.
"Thank you very much, Miguel," we bade good as we went out of the building.
"You're welcome," Miguel replied.
As we waited outside for a taxi, I suddenly noticed that my handbag is not with me. I think put it on the center table of the office when Miguel gave us some snacks.
"Brooklyn, I think I left my bag in the office," I told my partner.
"Well, let's go," he tried to get inside.
"No, I'll go," I demanded him.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here."
"No, it's okay. You go ahead."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Then a taxi came in front of him. He went inside and left. As for me, I almost tripped with my three-inch sandals because I was hurrying to the elevator. Miguel said Mr. Hiwatari's meeting will soon be over. It would be embarrassing if the Big Boss of Biovolt sees me inside his office, I don't know what to say.
Unfortunately, the elevator stopped at 63rd floor. My bad luck, I just love it. I stumbled and fell down the floor. I almost hit the floor with my face. Gosh, I'll be stranded here for sometime. So, I decided to sit on one corner of the elevator like a lost kid in the park. I don't have my cell phone with since it is inside my handbag.
After a few minutes of waiting, the elevator started again. I stood up and composed myself, just in someone come in. I don't want to look like a drag. There it is, just one more floor and yes! I arrived at the last floor. Uhm… where's Miguel? Oh no, should I go inside even without Miguel?
"Miguel?" I said, but no one complied.
"Fine then, I'll go inside."
I walked through Miguel's office and stopped in front of two big doors. Sigh. I wish no one's here. I entered and saw my bag on the center table. Thank God it's there. Another credit is that no one is around. I reached for my bag and stopped for a moment.
"They are such idiots to release ten planes without my permission!" I shouted at Miguel as we went inside the elevator and pushed the 65 button.
"I suppose they have their own reason for that," Miguel said.
"It is according to our rules that any plane will need a confirmation before it will be released," I cannot contain myself. I don't want to shower every bit of my Anger to Miguel, he is such a nice fellow.
"Sir?" asked the blonde.
"What is it?" I replied.
"The designers came and they showed their plan, I saved their file here," stated Miguel. He handed me small computer which contains the design.
"It is beautiful. Thank you."
The elevator stopped and we went outside. Then Miguel asked me if I would want any drink like coffee. I just told him it is okay. Furthermore, I suggested an early dismissal for him. He said thanks and fixed up his things and left.
As for me, I wanted to stay in my office for an hour before I go to Grace's Café, the place where I met Tala. I have been there every night since I met her. The owner said that she hasn't been there for a week. I want to see again. I want to hold her, to kiss her and to please her. I just want her.
I went inside my office, but to my surprise I found a red-haired woman with a white blouse and lavender skirt. It couldn't be her, but I can try. My mind is like a whirlwind with ecstasy when I see the woman even though I can only see the back side.
I went near her and said, "Tala?"
"Tala?" a voice aired all over the place. The voice is familiar and as I turn around I saw my million-dollar stud who fucked the hell out of me last week. Additionally, I left my underwear in his place.
"Hello…" I replied and have a huge problem. I don't remember his name. I mean, when I have sex, I don't care about the guy's name. Oh no, I'm in trouble.
"You looked surprised. Well, it's the same case here," he continued, "Why are you here, by the way?"
"I'm the designer of this office. You, what are you doing here?" No please don't tell me that you are …
"I'm Kai Hiwatari remember? Or you forgot my name." he said blandly.