Chapter 2 Two

I get into my office and almost immediately my assistant comes rushing in, in the last five months I have lost over seven of them because they couldn't keep up with work. And at this point it's a waste knowing their names because even this one might be leaving soon.

'Good morning Mr. Chileshe.' She greets

I don't respond, instead I switch on my computer and wait for her to say whatever she has come to say.

She places a cup of coffee on my desk, this time I lift my face to look at her.

'I just thought you needed it.'

'What else do you think I need?'

'A better attitude, because FMedia is planning on pulling off on the deal.'

'What did you just say?'

'Your emails sir, they have been sending emails for days now.'

'Leave my office, I will sort it out.' I say feeling upset

FMedia is one of the biggest media houses in the country and it has the potential to be the best if only they realize that. I have been working my arse off just to get a contract with them and right now I can't afford to lose it.

I pick up my phone and call my insider, a girl named Tricia. She is the Director Assistant's secretary.

'Ryan.' She says immediately she picks up in her ever flirtatious voice

'Hey baby.'

'You know you don't have to pretend to like me right?' she asks

I scratch my head, I never wanted to have a thing with her. But I was desperate for firsthand information and the only way out was to bed her.

'Why are you guys trying to pull off the deal?' I ask feeling better that I don't have to pretend any more.

'Ryan I never assure you anything, just because we had a good time doesn't mean that I was going to get you everything you needed. Besides I needed some gossip to give my girls during brunch on Sunday.'

I feel creases form on my forehead.

'I see.' I respond instead, making a mental note to have her pay for this.

'I do know someone who can help though, I will send her details.' She says before hanging up

This is the kind of pressure that makes me pick up all sorts of girls, the kind of pressure that pushes me into releasing some steam. But with Rob home it is going to be really hard.

I stare at the computer when the email from Tricia comes through, apparently FMedia is being taken over by the late CEO's daughter Paula Banda. I had no idea the man had any children even up until the time of his death, the company was being run by independent people and now this ms Paula will be taking over.

'Can you schedule a meeting?' I ask Tricia in response

'She is a tough nut this one Ryan, another way. Not this one.'

I laugh when I read that, no woman has ever resisted me. And Paula won't be the first

'How can I meet her outside the office?'

'Ryan.'

'I will pay you.'

She hesitates a bit, I know her. She is always in debt trying to keep up with trends, she wouldn't say no to a little money.

'Fine, she leaves the office at 5PM every day and goes to Roan and Sable for dinner.'

'Everyday?'

'Yes.'

'So why can't she eat from home?'

'She can't cook.'

I click my tongue, she is probably one of those spoilt rich girls who got everything on a silver platter.

I drop the line and send the money to Tricia's account, now I need to make myself busy till 5PM and hopefully run into Paula. I try to look her up on all social sites but there is nothing, so now I hve to depend on the single photo that Tricia has sent me.

Time has never moved as slow as it has today, I have literally caught up with all pending work and even though I am exhausted and the one thing I would love to do is have a girl go down on me, I know the company is more important and so I have to do this.

Ten minutes after 5PM I drive out of the office, I am not in a rush because the office is located at The Quorum and Roan and sable is just two minutes away.

I park the car and look at myself in the rear view mirror before getting off, I am Ryan Chileshe of course and I know this will be really easy. All women fall for me and how special can Paula be? I need the contract with her company and I will get it at whatever cost.

I walk in and they are a few bundles of people in different spots, I see groups of girls turn to look at me. I am used to this kind of attention, but I always pick the smart ones. I still need my reputation clean at the end of the day.

Paula is seated on one of the chairs outside, she has a magazine in hand and she looks really busy. I dip my hands in the pocket and walk up to her, showing my famous smile when I get to where she is. But when she looks up at me it's like I am not even visible.

'Your face must hurt from all that smiling?' she says going back to her magazine

I instantly stop.

'Ryan.' I say offering a hand

'Ms. Banda.' She responds without shaking it

I take a seat opposite her, I know her type. Those that play hard to get at first and then later will be melting in your arms.

A waiter comes and brings what I am guessing is her order, she thanks him and stands up to leave. I stand too.

'Even if you followed me to the ends of the earth Mr. Chileshe, the only way I would award you the contract is if you proved to be worthy. And right now you are not, your work is amazing but FMedia is more of a family name and I am not about to risk it with your type.' She says not once leaving my face

'What do you mean my type?'

'You forgot to pay Tricia enough to keep your dirty laundry.' She says walking away

'Shit![' I cuss my blood rising