Calista dropped back on the bed, "Fucking asshole." She muttered, "What was I even thinking."
And as Orion walked to his room to freshen up and get ready to go to work, he muttered, "This is fucked up."
Anger boiled inside of him as he drove carelessly down to his firm, "This had better be good." All he was told was that he needed to get down to work immediately as there was an unwanted presence there. And with the kind of mood he was in, he couldn't ask who the unwanted presence was, he could only promise to come. Lessons of the past.
"Where are they?" Was the first thing he asked his secretary who looked like he's seen the ghost.
"Um, M..Mr Wolfe, I tried to…" he stuttered, knowing Orion could fire him for his incompetency of letting someone into his office without permission.
"Save it and inform the security, I'm sure whoever is in there, there'll be need for them." He instructed and marched towards the elevator to get to his office.
