Controlling Mr. Coopers

Keenan Coopers Point of View

Money money and money.

The only thing that gives you power, position, respect in the present world is money.

The more you have, the more you will be invincible.

And I am invincible. No one can cross me and live a peaceful life. Sometimes even I am jealous of myself for having good looks, better senses, great charms, wonderful smile, attracting eyes, every inch of me is a wonder of its own.

Not to mention, with Coopers name attached to me, world did, is and will always revolve around me. I was born to rule the world and being the CEO of Coopers Empire, I'm nothing less than a modern version of a king.

Well, ladies see me as prince charming which is partly true too.

"Mr. Coopers, we think you should recheck the deal quotation again." Mr. Smith, the director of Pacific Bank told trying to not meet my eyes.

I narrowed my eyes at the bold man who has audacity to recheck the quotation I made personally?

Did he forget whom he is speaking to? I am Keenan Coopers, for goodness sake!

" I - I agree with Mr. Smith. We cannot go with the deal with such a quotation where you are the one who bags most of the profits. This is clearly not reasonable at all." France Trevor, PA of Mr. Smith spoke which made me see red.

Is he questioning my capability?

And of course I plan to grab as much profits as I can but I am allowing them to earn the best too. It is not like I am taking away food from their mouths! I am being generous enough to give them more than they dreamt of and here, I am being questioned for my generosity?

"So what? We work hard to get profits and I work smart to get extra profits. But it does not mean you are not getting a share you planned to. You will get more than what you planned to get within the percentage I offer." I said confidently placing the contract paper before Mr. Smith.

I'm giving them an opportunity to work with me and they are complaining about the profit share.

Damn. Doesn't these two know what kind of favors they receive by simply affiliating my name to theirs? They will be treated no less than royals.

Even governments nod their heads in positive when they see Coopers stamp on their papers. These people are clearly ignorant about me and the power I hold.

"That is not possible. To get the gain we planned in such small percentage... it's not possible." Mr. Smith said reading the clauses of the contract I produced.

And I am a God of turning impossible to something possible. Nothing related to Keenan Coopers is unattainable.

Even heavens, Gods and Fates knows about it.

"Everything is possible for Keenan Coopers." I said smirking at the old man and walked out of the meeting room with confidence that the deal is mine.

Dealing with Coopers is one thing and dealing with Keenan Coopers is completely another matter.

I am the dragon of business world, a new generation of smartness coated with smoothness.

"Mr. Coopers" "Mr. Coopers" My PA, Libra came running to me with a concerned face.

She's the usual f*** me type girl with exposing clothes and sultry looks.

I once did a mistake of sleeping with her and boy was it boring. She just looks sexy but does not feel sexy at all. Sex with her was such a boring sport. I wasted my time that night going for her instead I would have gotten a good satisfying girl.

Not to mention she was stinking. When I mistakenly asked when she bathes the last time, the answer was one freaking week.

She did not bath for a week and solely dependent on perfumes and the disgusting thing was I licked her over and over when I had her in my bed. I had to wash my mouth and take injections that night for keeping myself from infections.

Darn it.

From that day onward, I hardly go ten feet near her.

"What is it Libra. I am not interested in touching you, groping you, kissing you and sleeping with you again. I had already established the fact that you are not exciting at all and not to mention too bland." She should get the hint when I tell her nicely.

I don't go for the same girl again and again I tend to have different taste buds that need different women every time.

"No no, that's not the case, Mr. Coopers. It's your grandfather - "She said to which I cringed when my grandpa was mentioned.

What did that old wolf did again. No offence, he loves me a lot after all I am his only grandson and heir of Coopers Empire. But then, he was bugging me to settle down from few years as I turned 29 already.

I am just twenty nine and at the prime of my life and I should be enjoying with booze and babes. Wife is a boring subject and settling with only one woman for years is absurd.

Like seriously, how can a man just look at one colour his whole life when there are rainbows at his every sight? We need different colors to have a good life and I am not getting down with one single woman who will just be a 'boring wife'

So I decided to not succumb myself with the colorless life and just enjoy the rainbows.

"What did he do now?" I asked nonchalantly, walking into my cabin.

I have loads of work to do right now and I cannot get entertained with yet another of my grandpa's trick to get me settled down.

I am already pressured with work, contracts and deals; it's a good thing that getting people inspired and impressed of me is an inbuilt charm, thankfully.

"No Mr. Coppers, you are in deep trouble this time. You grandpa... Mr. Senior Coopers... your grandpa -" she started hesitating and I am getting really irritated.

What is this girl's problem?

Trouble? And me? I am a personification of trouble so it is not possible for a trouble to trouble a trouble. Trouble, my foot! Nothing can mess up my life, plans and schedules. Not even my grandpa.

I was about to tell her to take her stupid presence away from my cabin, when the door to my cabin opened and entered a slightly familiar and a beautiful girl.

She looks slightly familiar.

Where did I see her?

I usually see women in my bed only and I don't remember having her under me.

Was she one of my conquests?

Is she here to claim that I'm the father of baby?

"I don't believe I am the father of your baby. Get yourself out." I said diverting my attention back to work papers.

Many tried tying me down with a stupid excuse of having a baby with me but I don't make mistakes.

She walked towards the chair opposite to mine and sat in it hesitantly. She looked confident but her eyes were shaking in fear.

"I am to be the new Po – Chairwoman from this moment." she said with a scared hesitant voice and produced a large brown envelope with shaky hands.

Like heck the New Po... Po? Did she mean Co-Chairwoman?

What the hell?

Is she on drugs?

There is only one Chairman and that's my wolf grandpa then how come this low life even entered this high profile office building?

I scowled at the stupid woman who entered my cabin without permission but still opened the envelope she gave me to see what it contains.

In the long brown envelope cover is a set of documents with a handwritten letter written by my lovely grandpa to me.

The documents are about Mr. Damon Cooper sharing his Chairman position with this young girl, giving her the authority and power above all in the company.

Power over all?

She has power above me too?

The heck is this? This is definitely a fake document and this young girl is a con artist for sure because no one can have power over me. I am the power generator here.

Exasperated with the sudden headache, I opened the white sheet of paper with familiar handwriting of my grandpa.

'My dear lovely grandson, The young lady is from here forth the head of the company and will be working there actively. I order you to arrange a cabin for her right next to yours. You are to report her about the company issues and she has every right to take decision regarding Coopers Empire. You are expected to respect her and assist her for the well being of our Empire.

With Love

Your Old Wolf.'

I crumbled the damn paper and threw it in the dustbin, rubbing my head in utter headache. I looked up at the buffoon who came to act as per my grandpa and was awarded with a polite smile.

"Hello I am Rainbow bell, Nice to meet you Mr. Peenan Poopers"

Lord, this is not the rainbow I was talking about!

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Rainbow Bell Point of View

This is going beyond the limits of my patience. This person must have been my arphenemy(archenemy) in my previous life, otherwise how do you epplain(explain) the treatment he always gives me.

"Mr. Ponrad Bell(Conrad Bell), it's Thursday today so laundry is your duty. I pan(can) pompromise(compromise) on anything but not in doing laundry." I stomped my foot and huffed in epasperation(exasperation).

I prossed(crossed) my arms and raised an eyebrow looping(looking) at him challengingly, waiting for him to argue.

This man should learn to keep his promises. It's been twenty one years I was born to him and he barely fulfilled any promise given to me.

He said he'd pook(cook) a special pind(kind) of chicken dish when I was in sipth(sixth) grade for my birthday but guess what, he forgot the recipe. When my mother was teaching him how to mape(make) it years ago, he just romanced with her and so the result is he got suppessful(successful) in producing me but not the chicken dish.

"No I am your father so sometimes I get veto card to vote twice for you. You go do it. I better cook for us." He said and walked to pitchen(kitchen) God knows to make what.

"But... they like only when you plean(clean) their plothes(clothes)." I sighed and put on a puppy eyes hoping to effept(effect) him. But he being my father resisted my pute(cute) pout.

Is there any other way to get my word through him? I have been trying to get through him from twenty one years but I don't understand how he overtapes(overtakes) me.

"That is the part reason for not doing the laundry. They are yours so you do their stuff as well. They never did any good to me, if any; their naughty acts only embarrassed me several times." He said with ponviction(conviction) and began preparing breapfast(breakfast) for the day.

How pan(can) this man be my father?

How pan(can) he be so heartless to his own family?

They are still small and you pannot(cannot) eppept(except) them to be well behaved. Just bepause(because) they are naughty does not mean they are not the part of Bell family. We are Bells and it's implied that we make sound.

"Fine. But watch your bapk(back), I will get this even with you nept(next) time. Do not eppept(expect) mercy from me." I said and slung my back bag over my shoulders, walking towards my little Bell family to give them their breapfast(breakfast).

I opened the little door and placed a plate of cheese inside it and proudly watched my pute(cute) little white sips(six) mice eating their food.

It is such a serene feeling to watch your family eat their tummy full and smile at you in pontent(content). The little trembling of their whiskers is the proof that they are having a good morning meal.

Such a heartwarming sight it is!

"Dont worry Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet... what if your father cannot plean(clean) your plothes(clothes), you still have your sister. Be nice until I pome(come) bapp(back)." Waving them and little goodbye and pissing(kissing) each of its furry forehead, I walped(walked) out of my house to my worp(work) place in satisfaption(satisfaction).

If there was anyone who is able to understand me despite of my trouble in pronouncing certain sounds, then it is my little brothers and my father. They do not judge me or laugh at me lipe(like) others do. They just appept(accept) me how I am which I am very grateful of.

My little mice brothers are my everything... well, my father too but still my brothers are the best.

If only I have another brother then I will have rainbow brothers too.

Huh, I hope I meet a good guy to date and I wish he gifts me my seventh little brother. I know they are mischievous but they are a part of Bell family and Family have family's back always.

Oh God, please bless me with a good boyfriend who can turn my life from good to better and who pan(can) appept(accept) the whole Bell family as his.

"Rainbow... Rainbow Bell!!" I shrieked when I heard the animalisti(animalistic) voice growling my name.

"Mr. Poopers, what happened?" I hurried to my patient and chepped(checked) the old man's pulse.

He is not that weak or disable too now then I don't understand why I am still his nurse. Rich people do tape(take) pare(care) of themselves overly.

"Oh come on, Rainbow, I told you not to call me that several times. Call me Damon please. I don't want to be cussed by a young girl who isn't even one third of my age." I nodded at him and noted down the heart rate in the daily record before giving him his walping(walking) stipp(stick).

"Alright fine. I just forget sometimes and also a nurse palling(calling) an Eighty year old man with first name is rude." I pouted and followed him to his study room.

I chepped(checked) and compared his weeply(weekly) health reports and slightly changed the food schedules for him. Now that his sugar levels are not fluctuating much and in pontrol(control), I guess he pan(can) treat himself for a small sweet dish that he was asking from few weeks.

"Then better call me grandpa. Not that pooping name again." I didn't know he hated his surname so much. As far as I remember, Poopers are highly proud of their family name! Am I wrong?

Damon sat on his usual leather swirling chair and pointed the opposite chair to me to sit. He bent down over his chair and started writing something on a notepad while looking at me briefly.

Why did he being me to his study and got busy writing something? He usually doesn't allow anyone in his study room and today he led me inside himself.

Is he not satisfied with my job that he is thinking of relieving me?

But I did a pretty good job and I even introduced him my brothers many times and he seemed to like them so much which again, people usually don't.

"You are The P-Poo- poopers how pan(can) I pall(call) you grandpa? Anyway, why are we here Damon?" If looks could kill, then I would be killed every day from past eight months. He threw me a very irritated loop(look) that pould(could) send my living soul direptly(directly) to hell.

This man clearly doesn't like his surname. I heard Poopers are a big deal in the whole country but Damon seems to despise it.

"You asked for me father?" Mrs. Poopers, the only daughter-in-law of Damon, came inside closing the door softly.

I immediately stood up from my chair and bowed a little to her in respept(respect) to which she smiled and patted my bapp(back).

I really love this woman a lot. She is the sweetest person... rich person I ever met. Sometimes, I feel very luppy(lucky) for working for this household. Though Damon is many times very irritated with me, he does have a soft spot for me. I can see it with the way he always tells me to stay away from few people and he advice me about many things.

If I get a chance to pay bapp(back) the affection then I would definitely do anything for them.

"Yes, sit down Katherine." He said and Mrs. Poopers sat in the chair beside me. I uncomfortably spuirmed(squirmed) in my seat and nervously looked around the room.

Why am I seriously here with them? If this is some family issue, then I should not be here.

I suddenly feel something havoc rushing towards me. I have this feeling that something bad is going to happen to me and the pause(cause) of it possibly pan(can) be me partly.

"Uh, I think I should leave now. You family can carry on." I sheepishly got from chair but immediately dropped down in it back when I saw frustrated glare from Damon.

Alright alright I get it you don't have to kill me with your dragger old eyes. Now why am I here?

"I am going to do something big, Katherine. I want your word in it." Mrs. Poopers nodded and looked eppeptantly(expectantly) towards him. I pan(can) see Mrs Poopers narrow her eyes in question when she looked at the pombination(combination) of people in the room.

A important issue, an old man who is rich and owner of an Empire, his only daughter-in-law who is the wife of late Mr. Junior Poopers and mother of purrent(current) young Poopers; and a nurse of old man who is nowhere important in any issue.

Strange...!

"I got a way to control Keenan." He said with a very sly smile to which Mrs. Pooper's eyes sparkled lipe(like) stars lipe(like) she is so happy to hear what Damon said.

Peenan?

Isn't he Damon's grandson and Mrs. Poopers' son?

"And the tool that will have complete authority over your spoilt son will be Rainbow." He said making my eyes blow wide lipe(like) saucers. Is he talking about be being a human tool for something I puite(quite) don't understand without taking my permission?

"I am going to make Rainbow the Co-Chairman to the company and send her to work there making her the authoritative executive."

EPCUSE(EXCUSE) ME!!

Wait a minute... w-what?

WHAT?

What the bloody hepp(heck)?!

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Rainbow Point of View

"W-what?" I looped bewildered at him. This old man must be joping.

Yes, this must be a jope. Yes, it must be.

"Rainbow, Look. I need you to help me set my grandson's behavior." He said moving his hands on to the table and leaning forward. Mrs. Poopers, who was sitting beside me, nodded her head positively.

Isn't she going to oppose this absurd thing?

"Damon, you know what type of person I am. I am too eccentrip, too much overwhelming for other's senses not to forget, I am tagged as the weird person by every person I met in my life. You, yourself, were frustrated with me many times." I said trying to make sense.

I mean who, in their right mind, would choose me for such a job?

Even I wouldn't choose myself for such things. They must be under influence of drugs, surely.

"Listen to me completely." He grumbled and throwing a glare at me leisurely. "What is your goal in life?" He asked me, looping intently at me.

My goal in life?

I smiled thinping of my ambition to become a doptor. A surgeon, precisely. I always wanted to do medicine but it was very eppensive pourse. Nursing was better so I had to do the nursing pourse bepause I wanted to stay plose to hospitals.

"Being a Doptor." I said smiling to myself.

Damon and Mrs. Poopers smiled bapp at me artfully which did not set well with me.

Okay, what are these two thinping?

"Then I want to make a contract for one year with you." He said maping himself comfortable in his chair and looped at me with a smirp. "I give you the task of working as a Co-Chairman in Coopers Company and act as I ask you to for one year. In this whole year, you have to make my grandson, Keenan Coopers, feel worthless, helpless, and vulnerable and should teach him the meaning of modesty. You have to make him realize that there are many things in the world which are not possible for everyone, not even him. You should work on his rotten personality and bring back a humble, obedient man after this year. In addition, you should also put a stop to his playboy nature and enlighten him the pleasure of settling down with a woman you love and want a family with." He noted down all the points as if he is not just trying to get me pilled.

What? Work on his behavior and mape him modest? There is no modest bone in his body. He was, is and will be the spariest and arrogant person I ever know.

I really, really hate him a lot.

Peenan Poopers is not a human; he is a hybrid between a demon and a dirt bapteria.

"Why don't you just fire me if you are not satisfied with my services, Damon. Why are you sending me to your grandson to get me pilled in his hands? Did I do something wrong to you? Did I offend you somehow? I apologize for anything I did but I don't want to even imagine being ten feet plose to your grandson." I pulled my face into a disgusted frown at the thought of Peenan.

"Because only you can do this. Only you can make him see the reality and bring good in him." This time it's Mrs. Poopers who suggested this?

Only I pan do this?

This is an utter misunderstanding.

"But Mrs. Poopers –"

"Katherine, Rainbow. Please call me Katherine. How many times should I tell you not to call me like that?" She narrowed her eyes at me and I only smiled sheepishly because of my twisted tongue and crazy brain.

"Okay, sorry. Patherine. But Patherine, you should look for some strong girl for this. I am just a nurse, aspiring to be a doptor, daughter of a sepurity guard and sister of sips mice. I am not at all strong in any way." I tried to mape them understand that I am not suitable for whatever job they are offering me.

"Yes you are not strong, but what my grandson need is not a strong person. He needs a crazy person who can step on him and show him his place. And you are a perfect person when what we need is that craziness you have." He said as if he is praising me.

I am prazy, I agree. I do many weird things to mape people think I am an asylum resident, no doubt. I pan mape people go prazy, I get it; but this is not how I want to use my talent.

Not on that bapteria person.

"Now coming to main clause of the contract, if you do this job for me, I will pay every cent for your medicine studies. From pen to your college tuition fees, everything, I will pay and will look after you until you come out as a doctor." He said making my mouth water.

Pay my studies?! Tempting!

I always imagined myself with knifes and needles drawing blood from people and pleaning the same blood. Wonderful pleasure!

The offer is good but I don't want to be anywhere near Peenan. He is too sly and self centered. He thinks he is a God and I hate it about him.

"Think, Rainbow. You already hold a grudge for him for throwing hot tea on you from balcony that day and for not even apologizing for the mistake. You can take revenge on my son for that. You are going to be a doctor so you should know how to handle different people. If you bear with my son for one year, I guarantee you that you will be as good as a psychiatrist in reading people just by dealing with my son." Wow, even his mother doesn't have good impression on this person.

He must have done so much sh*t for his own mother and grandfather to go as far as to hire someone lipe me.

But the question is, pan I do it?

If I do it, then I will have my doptor degree with me and can have a good life ahead but, is it worth putting my senses to insanity?

But then again, I am already consider insane so is it worth to have a brain disease by staying beside someone lipe Peenan?

"But... what if he pills me?" I asked the question finally which was haunting my brain.

"Let's get this straight, Rainbow. You are a very tough nut so even if he really tries to kill you, he will fall for his own trap. I don't have any doubts on my grandson's talent, but it's more like I trust your luck and your mind more." Okay, sounds convincing!

I am said to be very lucky.

I hold grudge against the said person.

I have a good working mind.

I am cunning sometimes.

I can be fanatic sometimes.

I also want to be a doptor.

I guess the above points are telling me to agree to the contract but there still a little nagging in my mind.

"What if I cannot be able to appomplish the given job? Then what happens?" Damon smiled at me widely so did Patherine.

They loop excited and jumpy lipe they are watching an interesting drama.

"You accomplish or not, I will pay for your studies as per the contract. The contract will be made only for you to bear with Keenan and at least try. Also this should be a secret between only three of us. If anyone asks me and you, then we will say that you were sent to the company to learn the ropes of high level executive. Later I will handle the matters, you don't have to worry." I nodded my head slowly thinping about the pros and pons.

My Bell dad cannot afford to pay for my university and I don't want to pressure him as well. Even for me, if I work for few years and save every cent of my earnings, only then pan I afford for it.

Hmm, harassing Peenan sounds fun and stress-relieving as well.

"Why do you want to teach him a lesson all of a sudden?" I asped, puriously.

"Keenan is my only grandchild so I and her parents pampered him rotten until he forgot to walk on the ground. We just thought of providing him with so much love and give everything in the world but as you see, that did not turn out well. He is no doubt a very good kid but he is too cocky and overconfident. We tried many times to show him the reality but it is like he is too much of himself. That's the reason I want you to torture him emotionlessly and show him the power of real love, respect and humility." He said with wrinply puppy dog eyes which would mape you pity him.

Oh, he's a drama queen too.

I once again glanced at both the father and daughter duo and reluptantly nodded my head. Argh! Why did God give me a golden heart?

"Alright, I will try but you should arrange good safety for me." They nodded furiously and both the oldie and the considerably less oldie stood up and clapped in enthusiasm.

Yes, yes, I understand you people but what should I do with the fear I have for him? I pan hardly open my mouth when he was anywhere in the mansion.

"Don't worry, dear. I will advice you regarding business but regarding actions towards Keenan, you can do whatever you like. You have full liberty." Patherine hugged me and said.

And I wish I am alive to hug you again, Patherine but damn my hands are itching to bring the devil out of me.

Oh what a dilemma!

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