"What the fuck?" you yell out loud. Heads turn to look at you with curiosity.
"I'm sure you heard me quite clearly." she says adjusting her glasses. Her dark brown eyes are smiling at you.
"Arrgh..." You mutter getting up from your desk. Fucking bitch!
You push past her and storm your way to the CEO office. She smirks as she lays back in your chair.
"Mr.Davis!" You scream at the CEO as he is just about to sip his coffee.
"Oh dear." He jumps, almost spilling his coffee on his damn ugly tie that he's been wearing for centuries. "Yes, I was just about to call for you. Please sit."
You choose to stand, towering over the little man as he is sweating bullets.
He clears his throat, avoiding eye contact. "So... she told you?"
Your eyes narrow at him as your hands turn into fists.
"I'm sorry, but it was the decision of the board. Due to recent-"
"Don't give me that FUCKING BULLSHIT!" you roar at him. He seemed to shrink even smaller in his tiny chair. "What did that bitch tell them?"
"It was your father!" he squeals. "He decided these terms."
"WHAT??" you stand confused. If you were angry before, now you are furious. Immediately you pick up the phone and dial your dad. After a few rings he picks up.
"Heyyyyy, how's my favorite son doing?" he answers. You can hear the sound of seagulls and champagne glasses clinking.
"Dad... Can I ask you something?"
"Sure son, anything!"
"Dad... are you out of your GOD DAMN FUCKING MIND?!" you grip the phone so hard that you can hear the plastic cracking.
"So you've heard?"
As if on queue she appears on the doorway of the office. Same smirk on her face. Her arms crossed together, lifting her big bouncy bosoms in her too low cut blouse.
"Straight from the DEVILS MOUTH, I DID!" you say glaring straight at her. She bites her lip holding in a laugh.
"Listen to me boy!" It was dads pissed off voice. "You're going to go through with this. I've had it with your damn pissing around! Not only is it ruining my reputation, it's ruining our company's image. Your getting married to Mr.Akira's daughter. I'm done giving you choices. Your wedding is this weekend. I'm gonna drag your sorry ass to the damn altar if I have to. So shut up! And don't you dare even try something! If you do you're FIRED!"
You hear the beep of the call disconnecting, shocked you put down the receiver.
Mei Akira looks at your face and bursts out laughing. You look at her surprised. Speechless you exit the room, but Mei stands in your way. She brings her face close to your neck. You can smell her soft fragrance as you finally make eye contact with her. She had a dimple on her right cheek as she smiled. She'd be much shorter without her two inch heels. You feel her breath on your neck as she whispers. "Now, you're mine!"
She puts something in your pocket and walks away slowly, giving you a moment to look at her curvy bottom in her a bit too tight pencil skirt.
You turn away and walk down the hall towards the elevator. You're steaming mad. They can lead a horse to the water, but hell if you're gonna drink in it. Might as well "piss around" a bit more.
The elevator door opens but before you can step in someone bumps into you stepping on your leather shoes and knocking you down. Doughnuts and paper files fly around you as you hit the ground. Then everything suddenly goes black.