The Billionaires(#1)

07 ||

MJ refused to move as her eyes racked over the name written at the door. "What are we doing here?" She asked, and Sonya gave her an incredulous look.

Why was MJ acting like this? She wondered.

From what she knew, MJ and Logan Parker had a bad breakup, but she did not know how bad it was. What could have happened between them that thirteen years later, MJ looked like a ghost at just the sheer sight of his name? A cold sweat ran down her spine at the thought of MJ backing out at the last minute when she had already booked a non-refundable plane ticket she could barely afford.

"You can't back out now, MJ Billings; it's way too late for that." Sonya gritted warningly; she had a lot of money to lose. She did not wait to hear what MJ had to say, she softly knocked on the door and opened it before she could get a response.

She knew her boss was not going to answer, and she could not risk MJ backing out, so she entered. Sonya was one of the few people allowed at the top floor, but even after working for Logan Parker for over eight years; he was not her biggest fan, and she had only come so far with him because of her boyfriend.

"You can come in." Her boss's voice rang with unmistaken sarcasm as soon as she stepped in. He was seated behind his bowl-shaped mahogany desk and was busy on his laptop. He did not need to look up to know it was Sonya, because he had already been warned of her visit.

"Come in." She whispered to MJ with a shaky breath, praying that she did not ruin anything. She sighed in relief when MJ took slow steps into the office, her eyes dull.

MJ's heart stopped as soon as she stepped into the room and stood next to Sonya. She suddenly felt lightheaded at the sight before her; Logan Jason Parker. The man had not changed at all, a little grown up but still the same.

Her breath hitched when he looked up and his eyes locked with hers, a frown marking his handsome face when he saw how pale she looked. He did not know what prompted him to stand up from his chair and approach her, but he walked around his desk and stood in front of MJ. He slipped his arms into his pants pockets and just stared at her, and for a moment, it felt as if they were the only people in the room. "Are you okay, Miss..." He trailed off, waiting for her to introduce herself.

He does not recognise her? Sonya frowned and looked between the two.

MJ barely heard when Sonya spoke, "Smith. Miss May Smith; my sister. She's going to be standing in for me." Sonya said while watching MJ, who looked like she was going to pass out any moment now.

MJ was still in shock as she looked at Logan Parker. He was just as she remembered him; dark brown hair and brown eyes, thick lashes and bushy eyebrows, as well as the chiselled jaw and strong and sharp cheekbones that exposed the stubble that sat perfectly on his face. This was too good to be true. MJ felt the ground under her feet shake, and before she knew it, strong arms caught her before she could touch the ground.

"Hey, are you okay?" MJ froze at the sound of his voice and the sudden contact. The familiar cologne hit her nostrils and she pushed him away and stormed out of the office, not glancing back as Sonya ran after her.

Logan was shocked by her rigidity; she jolted away from him as if he was some kind of a disease. He sighed and paced around the office as he waited for the sisters to come back. He shook his head at the thought, he did not know that Sonya had a sister, she had never mentioned her.

"May!" Sonya shouted after MJ and pulled her back just as she was about to get into the elevator. MJ yanked her arm from Sonya's hold and before she knew what was happening, a shattering sound rang loudly and all she saw was red.

Sonya clutched her cheek, her eyes wide in shock as her body shaking due to the impact of the slap. She had seen MJ angry before, but she had never seen her so mad; her body was shaking due to the anger, her face was red, and her eyes were dull. Sonya took a step backwards as MJ took a step forward. She would not be surprised if MJ slapped her again, she had never laid her hands on her before, but she was so angry right now that she looked like she was going to kill her. "MJ, I-I'm sorry." Sonya said in a panicked voice.

MJ laughed bitterly and ran her tongue over her teeth. "Not as sorry as you will be once I'm done with you." MJ said in a cold voice that sent shivers down Sonya's spine, knowing that this was not just a threat - MJ Billings did not make threats, she made promises, and she did a very good job at keeping them. "Lead the way, sister." MJ said in a deadly voice while gesturing at Logan Parker's office.

Sonya was not sure if she wanted to do this anymore, but she had come a long way to give up. She walked back into the office and MJ entered after her. Logan Parker was back behind his desk and waited for the two women to take their seats.

"Everything okay?" He asked, his eyes moving between the two women, not missing the red marks on Sonya's cheek.

"Yes, my sister and I just had a little disagreement." MJ said in a cool voice, eyeing Sonya from the corner of her eye as she took a seat next to her.

Logan blinked at her when he heard her voice, it sounded so coated that he almost missed its familiarity. "I didn't know Sonya had a sister." He said as he leaned back against his chair, swinging it from side to side as he tried to seek some sort of resemblance between the two women, but he found none. Sonya looked more like an Indian with light skin, while May looked like a Coloured or a Latina, although he could tell from her accent that she was a coloured. Her English was so polished that a person could swear she was an Englishwoman.

"Let's just get down to business, the last thing we need is for my sister to lose her last money for the non-refundable ticket." MJ said sarcastically.

"I see." Logan said, rubbing his chin in thought. "So, Miss Smith, what makes you think you qualify for this job? Tell me why you are the right person for this position." Logan said, eyeing MJ with curiosity.

"Sir, I don't mean to be rude, but I have a flight to catch!" Sonya interjected, shocked that this had turned into some sort of interview, which meant that if Logan did not like MJ, she would be forced to leave and risk losing her job, or stay and forget all about her plans.

"Are you sure you want her to stand in for you?" Logan asked sharply.

"Yes, Sir." Sonya merely nodded with a frown on her face.

"Then let her speak for herself." He commanded and turned back to MJ.

"Well, let's just say I have more experience than just making coffee, printing copies, and taking down minutes." MJ said pointedly, her words piercing at Sonya's fragile heart. Logan sat up in interest and placed his wrists on the desk. "I know people who know people, and I can help you bring in more clients." She said in a business tone.

"What makes you think I need your help, Miss Smith?" Logan asked smugly and watched her in curiosity as she looked composed compared to her sister who flinched at each word they said.

"Unless you need my help, then I have no business here." MJ said as she pushed back her chair and stood up. Sonya's eyes widened in panic as MJ's words rang in her ears. "Have a good day, Mr Parker." She said before she walked to the door.

Logan's eyebrows furrowed in confusion before his face straightened as he finally remembered the voice that had been haunting him for the past fifteen minutes. "Wait a minute." He said and walked around his desk in a flash. MJ turned around and raised a perfectly arched eyebrow at him as he walked to where she was. "I know who you are." Logan said, his face reddening from anger. "You are the woman from the restaurant." He said gravely, his fists clenched on his sides.