ZAIDEN VAUGHN

Chapter One

Zaiden's POV

"That's it you people know I have no patience when it comes to my business I will break him if I don't get what's mine in the next three days!" I yelled frustrated with everyone right now, "you know what today is Monday tell him he has until Saturday to provide me with my money or he's as good as dead" I say over the phone before hanging up.

Usually I didn't have to threaten people but this old ass man was pushing his luck, and if he dears me I'll make life a living hell for him them strip him of his privilege to live and breath such precious thing as air.

I walk back to my desk sitting down and going through some files before a knock came from my door...fuck me..."come in!" I say and the door immediately pushed open and in walks my hot ass personal assistant wearing a thight bright red skirt and a white top that was showing her huge bust area with her hair in a neat ponytail.

"What is it Valentina?" I ask pealing my eyes from her body and looking back to the computer in front of me, "I just thought I could cheer you up a bit since you seem mad about something " she says walking around my desk to my side and sitting on it.

"And how do you intend on doing that if I may ask" I say relaxing in my chair as she slowly rode her skirt up seductively and biting her lips making me sigh. "I'm not in the mood" I tell her and she didn't seem to want to listen because that's just her, she got on her knees in front of me and I watch her intently as she claws her nails down the middle of my pants.

Soon enough her demons told her to try and open my belt and as she did I grab her hand stopping her "I said I'm not in the mood, get up and leave right now" I say firmly and she lowers her head doing just that with a sad expression.

She's hot and all but she was only there for when I'm frustrated and honestly I don't feel like I wanna do that today yes I was a bit stressed but sleep could help with that and thank god I only had a few more hours of being here.

Being the boss was fun or whatever and I really enjoyed my work but this all could get really overwhelming as times and I don't do very well when I'm overwhelmed and stressed that's too much to feel all at once.

Soon enough it was 5pm and I had never felt happier to leave this place. I got my stuff and immediately got going, closing and locking my door behind me spearing Valentina one last look before leaving.

I got on the elevator going down, and once I was on the first floor and the doors open I got out walking to the exit door not paying attention to all the girl flirting with me I wasn't in the mood for any of this today.

I got to the parking lot and immediately got into my mint Lamborghini sián roadster and was on my way home the next minute. Yes I know why don't I have bodyguards or a driver? The answer to your question is I don't need any, the truth is the lifestyle I live I'd rather be alone besides my stupid best friends of course but that way no one will betray me, I always expect the worst from people so when they prove me right it's a joy because I know every one has some type of evil in them.

Dad trusted he has a kind heart towards those who need to be cared for and I do too for all my family at least outsiders can't be trusted, dad loves mom with everything he has and I grew up knowing and seeing that for myself she's his rock as he is her's, mom loves him because of the person he his and not because of what he has to offer.

But me, all girls see on me is a big dollar sign on my pockets and opportunity stamp on my head and I'm determine not to ever get hurt or feel sorry for the way I act, because if someone's a gold digger treat them that way and if they're a whore...you get me?