The CEO's Obsession

Kate"s POV

I"m leaving.

I can"t take this anymore.

6 hours earlier

"I can"t marry him mom" I pleaded, "Please tell Dad, I can"t"

"There is nothing I can do about it my child, please try to understand" my mom pleaded back. "Please understand you are doing this for me and your father, without this our business will go bankrupt"

Wow, just wow.

"So you are willing to sell your daughter"s happiness for the success of your business"

"Kat---"

"Don"t Kate me, you even have the audacity to shamelessly tell me that" I laughed bitterly.

"You will not speak to me like that young lady, your father and I are doing this for you---"

"How is this for me, I didn"t expect this from you mom, I didn"t"

"That"s enough young lady" came my dad"s booming voice.

I looked towards the door of my room and saw him come in. He was always like that, always able to direct people"s attention to him whenever he wanted. He was never really a father to me now he comes to interfere with my life asking me to get married to a man I don"t love.

"Dad---"

"You will do as I say young lady or consider yourself disowned."

"What!" I screamed.

"What!" This came from my mom.

"You can"t mean that Dad." Even though he wasn"t a good dad didn"t mean I didn"t love him.

"Well I am not joking, now seeing as you are ready to comply I suggest to go get ready for your date with Aiden."

I was livid.

Aiden Carlton, the sole heir to the Carlton fortune. As sexy as his name sounded he was the biggest jerk known to mankind. He had the personality of a dog and an ego the size of Mount Everest. He always made me feel so small. I suffered from depression for about two years. Yes, my Dad had been pushing me to marry him for three years. But now because of my inability to comply and now that his company is on the verge of bankruptcy he wants the wedding to be as soon as possible. My Dad knew about my depression caused by Aiden but never believed me because he was of the impression that I was lying to get out of the relationship with him. No way in hell was I going to marry him.

"You know what Dad, I have had enough. All my life I stood by the sidelines watching you take decisions for me and I never said anything, like in fifth grade when you made me take P.E when I really wanted to go to ballet class, or in the 9th grade when you sent me off to boarding school because you wanted me to be more refined according to you standards, or since 12th grade when you always sent me on dates with your friends sons because you wanted me to find the ideal son-in-law for you, it wasn"t even the ideal husband for me...."

"That"s enough young lady"

"No it"s not enough I will continue talking for as long as I want to... you forgot about me completely since your business took off, I remember mum always telling me how much of a good father you were always buying me things, but whe--- where is that father now," I laughed bitterly "Infact I don"t think he ever existed. Sometimes I think I was just a.... YOU CAN"T EVEN ADDRESS ME BY MY CHILD OR KATE" I screeched.

"It"s always fvucking young lady" I said in a small voice.

"Dad, he made my life hell---"

I was interrupted by a deafening sound, of someone being slapped, only that someone was me.

I was hit.

He hit me.

My supposed father hit me.

Even though it wasn"t the first time he did it, it still hurt knowing my father couldn"t even believe his own daughter, he would rather believe an outsider.

"Harold!" my mom gasped.

"Don"t you dare speak like that about Aiden again, I don"t want to hear that stupid excuse you always use as to why you can"t marry him, I gave you the best childhood one could ask for yet---"

"YOU KNOW WHAT SCREW YOU. SCREW YOU DAD, I AM DONE , DISOWN ME FOR ALL I CARE. I don"t need you, Mom was the only one ever there for me so SCREW YOU".

"Kate," my mom said gently.

I know she never meant all the words she said, it was to please my father because he would obviously have been listening in on our talk.

I internally scoffed, what else is new.

"I will call you when I settle down mom" I told her.

"And where do you think you are going, even if you do go where will you go" my "father" sneered.

"Anywhere as long as I am away from you and this stupid arrangement" I sneered back.

With one last lingering look at my father I walked out .

I am done.

So done.

Now that"s finally done.

Pic above Kate"s mom, just imagine her a little bit older .

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Kate"s POV

I looked around my small sized apartment and sighed. It"s better than nothing. It was fairly decorated and had a little furniture here and there but it is enough for me... for now. When I left my parents I found out my dad froze my bank account probably thinking I wouldn"t have money and come begging for his forgiveness. I had some money left being a heiress and all from a bank account I opened myself. I decided to spend money as minimally as possible because I didn"t know how long I would be jobless. Trying to shake those thoughts out of my head I walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

I guess I am not completely done... I really need to go grocery shopping. I looked at the time and it was 3:30 pm.

I walked out of my apartment and got into my BMW and searched for the nearest grocery store using Google maps.

"Cheerios or Doritos"

I really couldn"t decide on what to get so I got both. As I was walking to the cashier to pay for my groceries I bumped into someone.

"Watch where you are going" I said regaining my balance.

"I am so sorry" the girl I bumped into said. I took this time to scrutinize the girls appearance. She was blonde, she stood about 5"4 just a little shorter than my 5"7 height. She had green eyes and wore a white crop top, blur jeans and a pair of combat boots.

"Ohhh sorry, it"s my fault also for not watching where I was going. My name"s Kate."

"Kimberly"

"Nice to meet you, I actually like your fashion sense"

"Thanks, you look nice to. I can tell we will be great friends" she said.

I laughed, she was really outgoing.

"I could be a serial killer sent from the future to destroy you because some kind of laser thingy you invented to prevent vampires from invading the earth"

We both laughed at this.

"I doubt that, besides I hate science"

"Why"

"I am not really good at the whole math stuff and all that shit"

We both walked to the cashier to pay for our groceries. As we walked out of the grocery store, Kim asked me for my number. I gladly gave it to her because I remember my therapist saying something about surrounding myself with positive people.

As I drove back home I couldn"t stop thinking about my parents, I remember telling my mom I would call her but I forgot, I will make sure to do that and have the dreaded phone call. I will have to call her at night.

"Hello mum, it"s me Kate"

My mom let out a gasp and then I heard sheets ruffling. "It"s really you. I thought you would not call like you said, your father has been worried sick"

I snorted at that.

"And what exactly did he say to make you say he has been worried about me"

"Kate look I know he hasn"t been the best father but he regrets his actions now. He really loves you"

"Look mom, I"m not holding anything against Dad but I just need this right now you know. I need to find myself and find love. I am not mad at Dad because nothing about his attitude is new but I am tired of it. It"s just so frustrating that he thinks he can boss me around and I don"t want that"

"So what you are saying is you are not mad at you Dad and you have forgiven him"

"Yes mom, that"s what I am saying"

I know it"s probably stupid for me to forgive him that easily especially when I was going through depression right under his nose and he didn"t seem to care but, it"s paternal love and I don"t think I can stay mad at someone for that long. I could say I was just a forgiving person.

"Thank goodness, your father has been working none stop to get the company back up and he has been so sad. I don"t think he can do it," my mom sighed, "Should I tell him about your decision to forgive him?"

I thought about this for a while and decided to let her tell him because I have seen what depression can do to people and if he is not careful he can fall into it.

"Yes mom you can."

My mom squealed and I laughed, so typical of her. She could be a drama queen at times.

"So does this mean you are coming back home?" she asked hopefully. I sighed, I really didn"t want to break her heart like this but I just couldn"t do what she wanted.

"No mom, I can"t" I said, "I already told you, I need to find myself, and back home it"s like I"m caged, don"t you get it mom?"

"Ok. So we will talk later?" She asked hopefully.

I laughed at her unsure tone."Of course mom, I will never forget you, you are like a major part of my life."

"Bye love, I got to go break the news to your father," she said. "Maybe I can get some tonight," she muttered quietly.

Yuck, I did not need to know that.

"Ew! Mom keep those thoughts to yourself."

"Shut up child. Bye, be safe out there."

With a deep breath, I asked her a question I had to know the answer to. "Mom... does Dad know where I am?"

She sighed. That was a bad sign.

"Yes he does, but I convinced him to give you some space. Now I know he won"t let you be for long, but I can try soothe his wounded pride for a little while."

"Thanks a bunch mum."

"No problem, he is thinking about getting some loans from some of his business partners so he doesn"t need to comply to the Carlton"s conditions."

"Ok mom I will call you some other time then, bye mom."

"Goodnight, sweetheart."

Maybe I should have moved to Texas, I thought. I dispelled the thought immediately. I felt New York was were I was going to establish myself and make something out of myself.

I decided to get some sleep and start my job hunt tomorrow.

Author"s note

Picture above is Kate. She"s Kylie Jenner.

That"s that, I hope it wasn"t too bad. It"s my first book and I am trying really hard. Remember to vote , like comment and share.

It"s been three weeks of me looking for a job and I have been called for some interviews, maybe it was one of the perks of studying at an Ivy league university. I got a bachelor"s degree in business management at Dartmouth college and later went to Harvard for my master"s degree program. It was also my father"s choice because Dartmouth was his alma mater.

This is my third interview for some big shot company and to say I"m nervous is an understatement. My dad used to do business with the company and I know that they only hire the best and their expectations are very high. I look at the time and it"s 8:04am. My interview starts at 9:00 and I have to get there early to make a good impression.

I get into my BMW and input the address of the company on my GPS. It"s only about twenty three minutes from my apartment. When I get there I park my car and get out of the car and look at the tall building. It is even bigger than my dad"s company, probably about thirty floors up.

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I walk inside the huge building and go to the front desk and I see a lovely woman of about thirty two years old talking on the phone. Reading the name on her name plate which says Fiona, I smile at her.

"Good morning, I am he--"

She holds a hand out to stop me from talking and motions to the phone pressed to her ear. I mutter a silent apology to her and when she"s done she smiles at me.

"Good morning, you are welcome to Octa, how may I help you," she said kindly.

"Good morning, I am here for the interview for the position of the head of the marketing department."

I noticed she scrutinized my appearance and was probably wondering why some one so young would apply for a position so high and expect to get it. She gave me a quick smile and directed me to the 32nd floor where the interview would take place.

"Thanks so much," I said to her.

"No problem, you look young but really maybe you will get the job. Good luck, you will need it." Offering her a small smile, I proceeded.

I walked to the elevator and brushed my hand over my outfit in case of any wrinkles. I was wearing a black high waisted skirt and a silk white shirt topped with a blue jacket. I was wearing the pearl earrings my mom gave me on my twentieth birthday and black open toe four inch heels. My outfit should be good enough. Right?

"Ding."

The elevator door opened and since I was going to the last floor I would be the last person to get off. When it finally got to the thirty second floor after what seemed like a lifetime, I walked out with my head held high.

The 32nd floor had only a few people. This was the floor of the CEO and only his secretary, personal assistant and a few other executives where here. The CEO was to conduct the interview for me and I was sweating bullets.

I walked to the receptionist and greeted her.

"Umm.. good morning I am here for the interview"

The top floor receptionist was a woman who looked to be in her late forties. She looked very cheerful.

"Oh, Good morning. I"m Beatrice, how can I be of assistance" she said with a really bright smile, I was wondering how her face hadn"t split in half.

"What"s your name honey"

"Katherine Hayes" I said

"Ohhh just sit down right there, the CEO will be right with you"

"Thanks."

My interview was probably the last one conducted as I had learnt from my dad that this company narrows down the amount of candidates to three and seeing as how my interview was to take place at nine, I should be the last person. My dad tried to get information on all of his rival companies even if he does business with them, I guess that"s just how it is in the business world, that"s how I know all this. "It was all about money-."

Just like how he was willing to "trade" me for more money and fame.

As I go to take my seat I pass by his secretary and she looks at me with disgust like I"m the piece of gum at the bottom of her shoes. She was the stereotypical blonde bitch, not that I have anything against blondes because for her to have been hired she must have had good qualifications.

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"The CEO will see you now" the secretary says when she came out of the huge double glass doors in front of me.

I manage to mutter a thanks and head for the door.

"Come in" said a deep velvety voice from the other side.

I enter and the first thing I do is to take in my surroundings. There are folders in a neat stack on the mahogany desk, cabinets that look well managed and except for one that was open and looked slightly disorganized. On the right side of the huge office was glass floor to ceiling windows and a mini fridge stood at the corner of the room. There was also a door at the left hand side of the very spacious office.

I looked back at the CEO after my millisecond observation.

Wow.

I was standing in front of THE Caspian Pierce. He looked hotter in person, he was all over the media apparently because of his looks and his ruthlessness in business and apparently he modeled sometimes. He looked cold and stoic obviously in business mode.

He had dark brown hair, a really defined jawline and blue eyes. He was sexily clad in an Armani suit and had an athletic physique, and a beautifully proportioned body.

I looked back at him and he had a smirk on his face as he shamelessly checked me out too. Wow, perverted much!!.

"You are one to talk" my subconscious piped.

"Shut up" I snapped back.

Wow, now I"m talking to myself. I"m I that nervous... I shouldn"t be. Maybe I"m just...

The clearing of someone"s throat snapped me out of my thoughts.

"So let"s get started, take a seat" he said after some time.

"Thank you sir". I took a seat and crossed my legs.

He takes a look at my CV and after some time dropped it on his table.

"You have really good qualifications, but why do you think I should give you the job"

"I believe I have very much experience, I"m good at what I do and I do it whole heartedly, I"m ready to put in my all into this job and with the help of the marketing department we can excel" I said without missing a beat. Thank goodness.

"I know you are the daughter of Harold Hayes, why decide to leave home and come work here, rumor has it you left"

I totally wasn"t expecting him to bring that up, how stupid of me to think he wouldn"t have done a background check.

"That"s a personal question I would rather not answer as it has no relevance to this" I said a little irritatedly.

"Hmm very well"

Throughout the interview process he remained cold and stoic.

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"You"ve got the job, but you will be under supervision for the first six months and your ability will be looked into. Your pay would be $200,000 a year and increase would be discussed once you are deemed fit. You start Monday by 8:00am sharp, tardiness is not tolerated"

I still couldn"t get why he hired me if I was the daughter of his business rival. But I was still really happy about getting the job.

"Thank you very much sir"

He dismissed it with a wave of his hand. "Beatrice will tell you the other details you need to know".

I went home with only one thought on my mind.

I got the job.

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Picture attached: Caspian. He is played by Nick Bateman.

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