Being With Mr. CEO (Book 2) [Completed]

(1) A Long Day Ahead

Zoey's POV

I grabbed the remote from the counter and switched off the television just as Xavier appeared on it.

He's been appearing on tv a lot more often now, apparently his companies are doing extremely well. He practically makes billions on top of billions, he even sports a new bimbo on his arm every other week. Each one sluttier than the last. He's definitely not slowing down but then again, it's his life... and his health not mine.

I shook my head in pure disgust before going back to packing my son's lunch.

We haven't spoken in years. Eight long years to be exact. I finally came to terms with it, he obviously doesn't want to be here. During those past years I graduated from my online college class, got a degree and even went back to college for a additional two years to continue studying business after my baby was born. A few months after. It was a really rough period in my life but I got through it with the help of my foster parents and friends.

A long while after I got a really great job as a CFO for a small but thriving company. I've been working there for four years now. I even got to buy my dream house two years ago. Things are really going great.

"Don't mind him," my mom said walking in the kitchen. She briefly looked back at the blank screen, "I just can't believe he would abandon my grandson like that. No explanation, no nothing."

I fight the urge to roll my eyes at that, instead I focus on zipping up the bag. "It's his loss. Tyler is a great kid and please do not talk like that around him. He hasn't asked about his father yet and I don't know how to tell him,"

I'm grateful he hasn't. There is just not a good way to tell your child that his biological father wants nothing to do with him. That he wasn't apart of his plan.

Taking up his packed lunch bag, I walked to the couch and fetched my tote bag. "Tyler, I'm ready. Let's go,"

I double checked to make sure everything is in it before swinging it on my arm. He appeared a while later in the kitchen, his customized galaxy bag pack secured on his back. "I'm here,"

I waited patiently while my son said goodbye to his grandmother. She then walked over to me and pulled me in a warm hug. I kissed her cheek. "Bye Mom, lock up after. I'll see you next week,"

"Definitely," I heard her reply as we went through the front door.

××××

I slowed down at the entrance of the school automatically falling in the short traffic behind the other cars.

I lightly tapped my steering wheel hoping the cars would go around faster than this. Unfortunately the red Honda in front of me was practically creeping around the bend. I looked in my rearview at the cars falling in line behind me. Now I'm sandwiched, I can't turn back around.

I looked over at the time on the dashboard. It was fifteen minutes after eight.

Great. Definitely gonna be late.

Stephen's enterprises is a healthy thirty minute drive from Ty's elementary school and that's just on a no traffic day.

"I can get out from here," I heard him figiting in the back.

"Don't," I glanced at him through the rearview mirror; he was already pulling his seatbelt. "I'll carry you up to the front then I'll go around. I can't turn here,"

"We could have beaten the traffic if we were five minutes early," he commented.

"Good to know," I smiled briefly at him. "please be on your best behavior, okay?"

I stopped behind a blue SUV that was parked on the right hand side.

"Always," his hazel eyes shone innocently at me. It's funny how he looks like a small replica of his father; same pink lips down to the emerald green outter circle around his iris.

Pushing away my buried feelings towards a certain billionaire, I handed my son his lunch and some cash. He stuffed the money in his small plain brown wallet.

"I love you Mom," he gave me one last goofy smile before climbing out of the back.

"I love you too," I called out after him. He turned and gave me a short wave. I watched him walk down the paved slab walkway for a few seconds before driving off.

××××

I barely made it to work under an hour.

Awful Monday early morning traffic.

I quickly parked my car in the small underground parking lot and rode the elevator up to the thirteenth floor where my department was located.

I greeted the security guard and receptionist as soon as I stepped off the elevator. Fishing the keys from my bag I went in my cozy office. It is a very suited room for a CFO; I had a nice desk with two white chairs sitting in front of it, some potted plants and average paintings scattered around but best of all I had a wonderful view of the beach.

I sighed as the warm cool ventilated air hit my hot skin. Placing the bag on my desk I immediately went to the small machine in the corner of the room. I made myself a steamy cup of mocha chocolate.

I really need some chocolate in me.

I moaned loudly as it slid down my throat. Swirling the hot liquid inside the cup I walked around my desk and sat on the soft cushioned office chair.

Setting the cup down I logged on to the computer and started reviewing the company's financial spreadsheets.

I have a long day ahead of me.

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