Lessons In Lust (On-Going)

Chapter 8 - Jealous

Chapter 8 – Jealous

“Sir, Mr. Ramirez will arrive in twenty minutes.” He heard her new secretary, Danielle, say. Yes, the mysterious girl’s name is fucking Danielle. Not Dominique, not Darlene but Danielle. I would have never thought her name was Danielle.

It’s her second week working in the company after two days since that day she called me “her fuck buddy.” She’s really good with her job though I would like it better if she would do other things for me. I still can’t get enough of her that we always end up doing quickies in my office with her fine ass on my desk during overtimes. Though, aside from the quickies, she’s very discreet amd professional towards me.

Lara and Danielle seems to be getting along well though. I can catch Danille’s eyes shot daggers at me when I’m being too close to Lara. I wonder if she’s jealous or something.

“I’ll be in the conference room in ten.” I said. She nodded and scooted herself out of my office. I watched her hips sway within every graceful strides she makes.

I stood and starts to prepare everything I need for the meeting and the presentaion. Mr. Ramirez is a cranky old client but one of the best they ever had so he needs to make sure everything’s in place.

***

Twenty minutes turned into forty minutes. Another twenty minutes have passed but still no signs of Mr. Ramirez have showed. I was beginning to get furious, I wouldn’t want to cancel this meeting and postponed it for another week. If Mr. Ramirez isn’t one of the company’s great client, I would have turned my back on him. As far as I know him in the past year they’ve been working together, Mr. Ramirez is a man of his words and he’s never been late before. It is very unlikely of him to show up late or even ditch a meeting.

Just then, the door of the conference room busted open and a man his mid-twenties walked in. This isn’t Mr. Ramirez. Who the fuck is this man?, he thought.

The man scanned the room and fixed his gaze towards his secretary... his fucking secretary. His Danille. He eyed her thoroughly and flashed his mega-watt smile. Then I saw Danille’s cheeks becomes pink for a moment. I was stunned. She never blushed for me like she did with this guy. I scowled at the still-smiling Danielle, thinking, why can’t she smile at me like that?

I cleared my throat just to break their precious moment. If I have to be the wicked witch in their twisted fairytale, then I’m gonna play that role until I make sure that Danielle’s all mine and mine alone.

“I believe you’re in the wrong room, Mister.” I said, trying to calm and make my voice even.

“Oh. Where’s my manners.” He turned his head and reached his hand out. “I am Mr. Jace Ramirez, son of Mr. Rodrigo Ramirez.” I accepted his hand for a handshake. So, this is Mr. Ramirez’s son. I can’t quite believe this irresponsible man is his own flesh and blood. “I apologize if I took so long to be here. I never thought the traffic here in Manila could be this heavy.”

He was about to say something more when I cut him off, “Shall we start?” I saw his face got serious and turned into all business.I know it’s just rude and he’s also my client. If ever he complains for my disrespect, my father will surely get me sacked. But, whatever, as long as we’ll get this done and over with there’s nothing I can handle. And as long as I can take Danielle away from Jace Ramirez as soon as possible, everything will be alright.

All in all, the meeting went well. I’ve closed another deal between the Ramirez and our company. The only problem is, of course, Danielle. Jace Ramirez’s looking at Danielle every once in a while. And all along, I want to rip his fcking head off because of that. Danielle is all mine.. Mine and mine alone. Well, as much as I would like to think of that. She owned me. She possesed me so it’s only fair if I also owned her. Body and soul.

***

A few hours later, I saw myself sitting in a bar holding a gin and tonic in my hand. Nursing my bruised ego. Danielle never missed a chance to say that there’s nothing between us. “It’s just sex, Devon. Nothing else.” I remember her say when I confronted her. I had the urge to shake some sense into her goddamn head but I can’t do it. Not with a woman. Not with her. So, I stalked out of my office and Presto! Here I am.

And then, I saw her. Gee. My visions are blurry but I know it’s her. She’s dancing with someone I knew. My bestfriend. It’s been so long since the last time I saw them. The last time I caught them making out in my own swimming pool.

I don’t know what got into my senses but I walked towards them. Maybe I just need someone to punch. Luckily, my bastard of a friend is here. I don’t need to look elsewhere. I tapped his shoulder and he turned.

“Devon? Dude, what’s up?” he asked. I didn’t waste any time, I punched him in the face.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” he asked, wiping the blood from his lips. I can’t control my raging anger that I launch myself and punch him again in the face. Everything happen so fast. There are cops everywhere, asking questions about what happened. The room starts spinning and the last thing I remember is Danielle walking towards me before everything turned black.