VINCENT POV
A knock sounded on my door and I answered "come in". The door opened and James, my assistant, walked in.
Boss, there's already an update from last night, he said.
Who did it? I asked.
It's Miss Harris, he answered.
That silly woman? I thought it was a worthy opponent. Anything else? I asked him.
Here's the girl's information, he said as he handed over a document to me. I took it from him and flip through it
Name: Tamara Hayes
Age: 21
Nationality: Canada/Nigeria
School: Software Engineering First Class Graduate of Harvard University
Career: Web developer and Programming staff of HD Companies lntl
I looked up at James, she works here? I asked.
Yes boss, he replied.
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I woke up early in the morning feeling mentally and physically drained. It's been two weeks and I have lost count of how many times I've woken up from a wet dream. Even with a woman in my arms, I will still find myself in the dream doing all sorts of things with the same person I'm trying to forget, it's really exhausting. I have never been a womanizer but this girl is driving me insane. The thought of me feeling this way because of a woman is even more crazy. I don't know what she did to me but whatever it is, I can't be the only one suffering from it. So I have decided to get close to her again.
TAMARA'S POV
I work at the HD Company so after the incident at the hotel I called my department leader to ask for a sick leave. It hasn't been up to a year since I started working after graduating and I have never asked for a leave but Mrs Ben has always been a very strict woman. I just hope that she won't make a fuss about my request. When I called her, I was surprised because she accepted my request immediately without any question and even offered me an extra day. Her instant agreement was so suspicious that I refused to stay for two days. So I was back to work the following day.
A few weeks later, It was nearly closing time and I was in my cubicle organizing some things when Mrs Ben came to me. This woman has been behaving somehow recently. She walked up to me and asked,
Tamara, what are you doing?
I'm trying to organize some things here, I replied.
Ok can you come with me for a while? She asked.
Alright, I answered and followed her to her office. On getting there she said: Tamara, the president wants to see you, you have to accompany him to a meeting. He needs someone from the software department to be a part of the meeting.
I was surprised, president? Meeting? I have never met the president in person so I became nervous.
When I got to the presidential floor, I met James, our president's personal assistant. After the heartthrob of our company, which is the president himself, James takes the next place. The sight of these two walking together can melt any girl's heart and the girls in our company are not an exception.
James directed me to the president's office and I knocked before going in. As expected, our president, Mr Holland is even more breathtaking when close. I was admiring him and forgot to greet until he looked up at me, startling me.
Good morning sir, I greeted.
Sit, he replied.
I sat down and soon he parked up what he was doing and stood up.
Let's get going, he said to me and I followed him out. We took the presidential elevator down and James drove us to the designated place for the meeting. It was a restaurant and on our way there Mr Holland said to me, "make sure to take down all the necessary details".
Yes sir, I replied. A private room has been reserved for the meeting with two men already waiting for us. One was a middle aged man, as we exchanged pleasantries he introduced himself as Mr Zulu, president of Sanchez Company. As the meeting progressed he kept on directing questions to me and I answered with ease but his gestures kept making me uncomfortable. I'm not a kid and I understand his gestures very well but I don't understand why he would be doing this in an important meeting like this.
VINCENT'S POV
As soon as we started exchanging pleasantries with the Sanchez Company, I already knew that I wouldn't like this meeting. The zoo man had Shaked hands with Tamara and refused to let go of her hand for a whole two minutes. If it were possible for him he would have asked me to give them some space. And then during the meeting, he almost turned Tamara into the main speaker. She was only meant to contribute little or no ideas into the project but this man kept drifting back to her every now and then. She handled his questions well, making me admire her. She is really up to the task and soon, being in my bed will be added to her achievement. I summarized the meeting and we ordered a meal which was delivered in no time. And now, Mr Zulu is at it again picking out food for Tamara. At this point I have become visibly annoyed drinking one glass of wine after the other. When I heard him asking her to have more wine I dropped my cutleries letting it make a little bit of noise as I stood up saying to them, "I think it's time for me to take my leave". I bet the man was visibly shaken but this is the least I could do for him for now. Tamara equally stood up immediately and we left the room. James was already waiting for us and soon we're on our way home.