Mirror, Mirror (mxm)

Chapter 3: MARK'S PROBLEM

Recap:

Receiving the normal 'Good morning' from his employees and some cooing from the ladies. He stride over to his office but was stopped on his way by a tap on his muscular back, looking over to the direction of the tap, he smiled softly but the smile whipped off his face seconds later when he noticed the trembled expression of the person.

"Adams, i think we have a problem"
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"What did you do now Mark?" Sounding abit irritated but not intended he rubbed at his temple. Mark has been close to Adams and they both consider each other as friends and more. Unlike Adam, Mark is the irresponsible, nonchalant and the total player type.

Giving off a playful pout like a lost puppy, Mark shrugged the question away digging his hands into his pocket. He felt the intense glare on his face, he motioned his hands to a surrender mode. "Why do you always assume that I'm the one casing all the trouble" he sounded, abit scared at what his friend might do to him if he continued playing the nonchalant card.

"Have you given me any reason not to?" Folding his arm and corking his right brow given the expression 'are you serious right now'. Glaring up intensively at Mark to make his uncomfortable.

Getting really uncomfortable at the glares he was receiving from the deep browned eyes. He gazed anywhere but into those eyes. "Can we talk about this in your office?" He asked after a few seconds of plotting on how to deliver the new.

With a 'sure' Adam moved sideways, motioning Mark to enter his office. He smiled at his secretary who had not been around untill a moment ago. "Could you reschedule all my meetings for today?" Not waiting for a response, closed his office
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"What do you mean he canceled" Adam voice sounding harsher than he meant it. He was shocked at the news he just received from his CFO.

Mark not initially wanting to break the news to Adam because he knew how much work Adam had gone through with it, but he had no other option.

"I think you should come down abit" Mark retorted, Rasing his hands up as a sign of surrender when he received a deadly glare from Adam.

"How can he cancel the deal when he was the one who had also wanted the deal" Adam questioned, expression looking like that of a boy told not to have chocolate. He felt something was off about the sudden change of event. His company really needed the project.

Mark wanted to say something but couldn't... Shouldn't because that would only enrage Adam and since he knew Adam, He would rather get eaten alive by a tiger than get him angry.

Adam was not so charming when enraged, if anything he was dangerously hot and will be classified as A-sex-on-stick. He had a temper but new how to control it.

"Mark, this is really a new level of bullshit" He's ton didn't sound anything close to being angry, he was confused. "Who would dissolve a project in a few days to the Beureven Dinner* "

"Mr. Jaylen, that's who. He's just a slithering snake in the grass" Mark chipped in. He always knew that Jaylen Newton was a bad deal. He was not to be trusted in a deal, the man could sell his soul to the deal and get it back if he wanted to.

Mark never liked the salt and peppered haired man that always gives him the smirky face each time they exchange glares. He knew there was nothing good in having a deal with a sneaky Old man.

"Now i think about it, That old man is really clever than we thought but why do something like this when his company is failing?"

"Whatever the reason might be, I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be good". Adam said, his rumpled blazer removed from his bulky shoulders. Thumb and index fingers supporting his chin as small locks of hair fell out of place landing on his forehead.

Raven dark hair reflecting morning rays from the window. Tongue sliding over his lips as he thinks. Adams draws a long breath and the scent of

Fresh Cherry and almond

filled his nostrils.

" You know you smell like cherries and almond? " Adam said referring to Mark who was caught staring too long.

Mark gave off a small smile. This wasn't the first time Adam had commented on his scent and honestly, it wouldn't be the last.

"It reminds me of my mother back home. The cheery blossom season was her favourite season." Adam added give a smile but only Mark knew the sadness that came along with that smile.

"Please, Get Carrie on your way out" Adam added with a nod indicating that he would handle everything when Mark wanted to say something.

Mark graciously stood up from his sitting position and stride towards the office door, he stop a few steps away from the door. "You know, you're the only CEO that knows his employees by name" he gave a smile when he heard the soft chuckle from Adam.

"Just get my secretary, You dork" Adam mumbled in his fit of soft chuckles.
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Emerging from the large elevator, onto a massive foyer of black marble. Adams straightening out his blazer. Greeting back his employees with a soft smile. Adam was cheerful but has dark past and secret that should belong to his face. He has gone through hell but has the face and charisma of an Angel.

"Mr. Kim, Mr. Kim" An embodied voiced called out to him. He stopped to turn around just to see who the voice belonged to. The blonde receptionist from the morning who help him carry out the boxes from his car.

Adam was confused and bothered in that moment to remember the face.

"I forgot to give you back your car keys. Seems you're going out and you needed your car to go out. So here is your keys you gave me in the morning to help you out with the loads and i promise i didn't do anything weird when i was in your car" the blond mumbled all his words without taking a breath.

"Oh thank you, i forgot about that"

"You don't need to thank me, you're my boss. But you're welcome and i just wanted to say that you're the Man, boss"

Adam gave a laugh to the hyperactive receptionist and give a soft tap on his shoulder. "What's your name" Adam asked

"Nathan" the blonde replied.

"Thank you, Nathan" Adam gave off his Hollywood smile receiving a flustered cheeks from Nathan.

"Could you do me one more favour?" Adam asked. When he got a yes from his receptionist. "Could you call my driver and tell him to meet me up for lunch"

Stalking out of the company towards a Black BMW, jet-black with sleek exterior and blue lights. He zoned off.

"You're the Man, Boss?" Nathan thought.

"Oh my God Nathan, you're such a Dork" He mumbled face-palming his self.

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