My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 13

TIME PASSED QUICKLY. I just finished my meeting with Mrs. Talameda. Our discussion was very long, and now it is past four o’clock in the afternoon. I was late for my meeting with Lawrence, and the traffic was still heavy.

“Shit!” I said in disgust. I took my cellphone out of the bag to get even more frustrated because it turned out to be a low battery.

“Why now?!”

It was 5:30 pm when I got through the traffic. I was an hour and a half late for the meeting.

I immediately parked the car in front of the famous coffee shop where Lawrence and I will meet.

My eyes immediately searched for Lawrence as I entered.

“For reservation, Ma’am?” the waiter politely asked me.

“Yes, with Mr. Saavedra,” I replied as the nervousness was still in my body.

“Ah, this way, please.” He guided me up the stairs, where there were very few people.

“Thank you!” I said as he pointed me to our table. My chest tightened immediately when I saw him.

At this angle, I was consciously watching him. I couldn’t take my eyes off his strong and attractive shoulders. His built didn’t surprise me but overwhelmed me big time.

I immediately stopped as he turned to me. He looked perfectly handsome in his gray suit. Oh, damn! I missed him!

“Good evening, Ms. Collins,” he greeted me with his baritone voice. His lips weren’t even smiling even though he was already looking at me.

“You’re late,” he added, then lazily glance at his wristwatch.

I gasped heavily and forced a smile. “I’m sorry, I was stuck in traffic,” I explained and bowed my head.

I didn’t hear his answer, so I thought of offering something. “Please, let me buy you a drink—”

“No, thanks. I already finished my coffee,” he interrupted what I was about to say.

I bit my lower lip. I didn’t even get to sit down because of the embarrassment.

“So shall we?” Then he stood up.

“Look, Ms. Collins, my time is important. I came here early, and then you came here quarter to six?!” he said in a deep-down voice. Obviously, he just holds back his anger.

I swallowed hard. I could not immediately answer him.

“I have a meeting right after this, and since I can’t contact your cellphone, I decided to cancel my meeting with Mr. Del’fierro, but he insisted. So I have to get there by seven o’clock,” he kept on talking in a cold voice.

I want to speak, but I do not know what to say. I have never felt like this in my meetings. Because almost all of them I get along with, but him? I feel like melting ice cream.

“Can we reschedule the meeting?” I asked timidly.

“If you will accompany me to my meeting, I may agree.” His lips hitched a little as if something was playing in his mind.

“H-how about our meeting? Aren’t we going to discuss it now?” I insist.

“Just reschedule our meeting for next week. I need to attend this important meeting with Mr. Del’fierro.,” he seriously answered.

I sighed deeply. Do I really need to be included in that meeting? Is this my punishment because I was late for our meeting?

Even though I did not agree, I felt him grab my hand and pull me out of the coffee shop. I could do nothing but follow his wishes. It seems that someone was telling my mind that this was wrong, but I don’t know why I did it anyway.

Since I was carrying a car, we just conveyed to a famous hotel that he mentioned to me.

We got out of the car at the same time after we parked it in the parking space. We also went straight inside and took the elevator.