Chapter 5 5

PAIGE POV

Sipping my caramel latte, I scanned the cozy cafe near Walker Industries, waiting for my father and brother. Anxious about meeting my future husband, Charles Walker, I'd been prepping mentally since Aiden's announcement. Kayla and Kylie warned me about him, and a quick Google search confirmed his notorious reputation. Despite a sleepless night, I got ready in a classy yet modest pink midi dress my mom had sent. Charles Walker seemed like a heartless person, and the impending meeting filled me with dread.After locking my apartment I put a spare key under the mat so that when Joanna comes, she wouldn't find any difficulties. I also messaged her in order to avoid any trouble.

The ringing of my phone brought me back to the reality. I checked the caller id. It was Logan. Maybe they have reached. I picked up the call.

"Hey Paige, did you arrive? Me and dad are standing in the lobby." He said through the phone.

"Yeah Logan. I reached here fifteen minutes ago. I am in the cafe just across the building. I will come just right now, wait for me." I said while standing from the seat in order to exit the cafe.

"OK. Come fast." With that he ended the call.

Before exiting the cafe I handed my visiting card to the owner of the cafe who was standing behind the counter to contact me in case if they want to change the interior designing of the shop .

Did I mention that I am an interior designer? Oh sorry it just slipped out of my mind. After I overcome dyslexia at the age of 18, I decided to take degree in interior designing. Overcoming dyslexia was the biggest challenge in my life. With the help of my tutor , my family and friends I defeated my biggest enemy.

As I enter the building I saw my dad who was talking to our lawyer, Mr. Hill and my brother who was busy doing something on his phone. I didn't miss the chance to notice the girls who were ogling him. Sorry girls, he is taken. I mentally rolled at the scene. My heels clicked the floor as I strode towards them.

Dad was the first one to notice my presence. He smiled at me and nudged Logan indicating that my arrival. Logan hugged me and kissed my cheeks. Dad also did the same. I hand shook with Mr. Hill. Dad indicated us to follow him to the elevator. Logan draped an arm around me.

"You still have time to back out. Just elope from the country. I will make necessary arrangements." He whispered in my ears.

I giggled and hit his shoulder playfully. " Stop joking around."

"I am not joking." He said with full seriousness. I shaked my head and let a breath.

We entered the elevator and dad pressed the button to the 54th floor which is the last one. My breathing started to get heavy. Drops of sweat formed on my forehead. I rubbed my hands on the sides of my sides. I am getting really nervous. Am I taking the right decision? Will I regret it later?

Dad sensed that I was going on a mental breakdown. He held my hand in a protective way and in return I smiled at him. At last, we reached our destination. Mr. Hill was the first to exit followed by Logan and then ma and my father. My eyes roamed the entire floor. There were only two office room maybe one for the CEO and the other for his assistant. To my left was the conference room and to my right corner was the reception area where a brunette women was doing something on her computer.

Upon seeing us she ushered us to the meeting room which was on my left. It was a huge room. On the middle was a large rectangular table and chairs were placed on both the sides. The walls were painted in grey. I didn't liked the colour. If it was for me I would paint the walls white.

"Good morning Mr. Robinson." A sweet but a bold voice brought back me to the present. I turned around and was met with a beautiful girl who looked around my age, standing in front of us holding a file in her hand. She smiled at us warmly.

"Hello, I am Isabel Gomez. Charles Walker's PA. He informed that he will here with the older Walker in few minutes. I hope you guys, don't feel offended." She said to us.

"No no. We will wait for them." My dad responded. Logan rolled his eyes probably because of annoyance.

"Thank you. I will arrange refreshments for all of you. Please take your seat." She left the room.

Dad occupied the seat on the left side followed by Mr. Hill and then Logan. They started to talk about some business while I took that opportunity to wander around the room. One side of the room was made up of glass walls and we can see the busy streets of New York. Since it was a Monday morning, people were rushing here and there. Suddenly my eyes caught the small lantern which was placed at the corner of the room. I wonder who will put a lantern in a conference room. It was a classis blush and white wedding aisle lantern. My hands brushed the sides of the lantern.

Suddenly the doors of the room opened, then entered a man who looked exactly the same age of my father. He must be the Miles Walker. Followed by him was a younger looking version of him but with few differences. His hair was longer and few strands fell in front of his forehead. He had that playboy looks and his smile is very much addicting. And then a man whose presence screamed a dangerous aura stepped into the room. He had the same resemblance of the young man. But he also had similarities with Miles Walker. Who might it be? I wondered.

I gasped when a man stepped into the room making everybody's attention to be focused on him. Not just an ordinary man, but a very handsome one. He had tousled dark brown hair which was thick and lustrous and his eyes, which were a mesmerizing deep ocean blue, with flecks of silver roaming around. His lips were pale and rose and his nose slender. His jaws was strong and defined, as if molded from granite. At the moment, I recognised ,my life is doomed.