Chapter 4 Megalomaniac is me.

Brandon's POV

Today had been a hell of a day for me. First I had this hot girl in my bed one moment and the next moment she was fucking gone before I could even get out of the damned bathroom. That infuriated the shit out of me. I mean no body did that to me. I was the most eligible youngest multi billionaire bachelor in the vicinity and every girl would give her kidney to be in her shoes. But not her. She chose to fucking leave without saying good bye. My first thoughts were that she was probably some highschool chick who was having fun, but she looked too old for highschool.

Frustratedly, I had gone to work and was giving all my poor employees shit until my secretary Mary had mentioned the two new workers that were added to the team and I had fucking seen her among them. I was fucking furious at first. I thought it was probably her plan to get into bed with me so she could retain the job but upon closer examination with my expert businesman eyes, I realized that she was even regretting what happened between us. I knew there and then that I was going to have her back in my bed. I was the one who did the dumping so I wanted to rectify that. I took advantage of the fact that she was vulnerable in front of me, I was a fucking asshole and I know it, and requested a redo which to my utmost surprise she promised to consider. That worked for me because I planned to give her a time of her life so much so that she would come begging to me when I became the one who finally did the dumping. I was looking forward to tonight when I got an emergency call from my errant kid sister who was vacationing in Paris and was being held hostage by the federal officials for fighting a man publicly simply because he scratched her fucking Bugatti. I had to rush down to Paris myself because my beloved sister apparently was throwing a tantrum and the officials were threatening to lock her up thinking she was into drugs.

Kaitlyn Black had always had things easily handed to her on a platter so she expected things to remain that way. I mean I was an even bigger ass hole than she was but I still wasn't proud of most of her decisions.

"Thank you so much big brother," she said while getting into the rented limo my assistant had made available once I had landed in Paris with the jet.

"Don't thank me just yet. " I said turning the pages of a copy of the new york times papers and not saying anything else.

"What do you mean?" She asked me puzzled. Her messy blonde hair and half wiped out make up made her look wild. If I wasn't her brother I'd be scared.

" You are going to stop all these childish attitudes of yours, causing emergencies and making me abandon projects I was taking care of to come save your ass. " I told her getting serious and dropping the paper.

"For fuck's sake Kaitlyn you're a major share holder in the company and anything you did, affected the company. Our partners don't like seeing us being unable to control ourselves in public." I continued.

" But I was just trying to__"

"If you fail to do as I say, I'm sending you back to aunt Trish in London."

" No." She said. " I don't want to go there."

Good.

I kept silent. I watched her as she mulled over what I said in her head.

"I'll try not to cause any troubles again." She agreed.

" About fucking time." I said. Kaitlyn was a good kid, it's just that, we were both spoilt by our parents who didn't have all the time in the world for us but gave us all the money in the world when we were kids.