Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 11

"Good morning Sir."

"What do you want?" I huffed and pushed my hands inside my pockets.

"Uh-Sir..."

I turned around and looked at her.

"Stop wasting my fucking time. What is it?"

"Sir, I just wanted to remind you that Ms. Wentmore will be here in the afternoon."

"Time?"

"Sir, uh...5:15pm"

Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes I said, "Leave."

After 5 seconds when I didn't hear the door close, I turned back around only to look at her standing really close to me.

"Sir, you look really stressed....And hot today." she said touching my suit.

She fucking touched me I hate when people touch me. Fucking hate. Who knows where their hands have been? Who knows where her hands have been?

"Sirrr!" She purr. Fucking purred. Who is she, a cat?

Nope! Not doing this! Not fucking doing this.

I grabbed her wrists and pushed her off me. She stumbled a little and I just rolled my eyes dusting and fixing my suit.

"Macy"

"Lacy" she corrected.

"Yeah" I don't give a fuck.

"Yes sir"

"You're fired"

The look on her face was fucking priceless. Ha! Now leave.

"Wh..what..why..I-"

"Get your termination letter from the HR"

Her eyes widened knowing I was not joking. I never joke. I'm never joking.

She scurried off to the door crying.

Good riddance.

I sat in my leather seat. Angry. Fucking angry. Why is nobody on this goddamn earth of good use? I just need one. One. One fucking assistant who can do her job. It is not that hard people.

Getting me out of my thoughts was the sound of my phone ringing. When I checked the caller ID a small smile made its way on my face.

MoM/Maa: CALLING!

"Hey! My son who never cared enough to call his mom!"

Yes Iam too young to be a CEO. Got a problem? get the fuck out.

After the commotion on the other end died down, my mother asked me.

"How's our Rozella doing? Are you treating her right?"

Stretching my limbs and cracking my knuckles, I leaned back on my chair, "Maa, anything else because I have work to do."

"Kezr, you need to know darling that she's a really nice person. Not all girls are gold diggers."

"Yeah maa...Can I leave?"

She sighed on the other end and I heard my dad whisper saying that's it's okay. Soon after, she cut the call not before telling me she loves me.

Pinching the bridge of my nose I called Trevor to hire me a new assistant.

I leaned back and thought about how my life changed in the blink of an eye.

When my parents told me about my marriage, my answer was a casual "Fuck no!"

But, when the reasoning they put up front was weighing my decision, I couldn't say no.

Upon thinking of this matter for two days and asking Zake and my sister their opinion, I decided to go for it.

The fucking reason for all this fucking cious is because of business. Apparently The Jones are some filthy mother fuckers, but who didn't know that already?

They are a middle class family and have been saving up money to buy a land property. The land property which I wanted to invest in and buy. Now their reasoning for giving up the land was a contract for marriage. I mean who will give up their daughter for business, yeah these mother fuckers. My mom was really excited saying she will finally get a daughter in law,.