Falling

16 | Slipping Composure

Dante ;)

She was all I thought about. I was not lying when I whispered to her just that. I could not get her out of my head and it was beyond frustrating. I don't know why I was so hung up on her. She was only supposed to be someone in my life for a very short time and over a business deal at that.

So when I noticed in the records at work that a certain publishing company was in need of partnership, I found myself marching down to the CEO himself, really in hopes of seeing a certain someone. And I was not disappointed either.

There she sat behind the desk with her long brown hair and furrowed eyebrows focusing on the computer screen. I couldn't help but note just how beautiful she was and just how much I hated that I noticed it.

The night of the club had most certainly not been a mistake. I may have had a few drinks but I was as good as sober, and kissing Amelia was a sober act. But I would never admit that to anyone. I just had to do something when she told me to my face that all she was reminded of when she saw me was a monster who was beating the living crap out of someone.

To be fair that someone was Tate Jamison.

Tate Jamison, the son of Daniel Jamison also known as my competitor in most of my branches of business. He ran several hotels as do I and also managed to somehow pull similar clitental as my own. He was a fucking prick, and so was his little shit son Tate.

Tate and I had a scheduled business meeting that night to discuss a new deal on a closing for a hotel. We were going to try and work together, try and settle a long running dispute between families. We'd agreed to keep it local and public for the most part, so we decided on the club. The room we had been in was a type of management office/conference room for club officials. We had called ahead to get the clearance.

It was going smoothly, and besides the fact I hated his guts and the look of his face, I was being polite. Thats until he opened his fat fucking mouth.

Until he mentioned my sister.

I lost my sister when we were young in a car accident. We were only ten at the time but the whole world seemed to feel it. My parents were powerful people, my mom a lawyer and my dad a doctor. The press loved them, and at the time I was too young to realize how fucked up everything was. So I guess I loved us too. But not anymore, I don't love anyone. I stopped talking to my parents the day after Lily died. And the second I made a name for myself, I never looked back.

So when the sick bastard mentioned her name and a snarky comment on how she'd be the better sibling to talk to, hotter even, I lost it. And it was at that moment Amelia walked in.

I wasn't going to explain myself to a stranger who walked through the wrong door. So I threatened her instead. And she was better off with that.

"Sir the program starts at 20." Said my assistant Rebecca, all while setting up the room in front of me.

I sighed, coming back to the present day. I had gotten to the room early to set up and avoid walking in late like last time. I also wanted to prepare myself to see Amelia again. I had been acting like a fucking horny teenager and it was fucking annoying.

"Alright, you can start letting them in as they come." I said to Rebecca as I turned on the projector.

Around 15 minutes later people started to pool in, and my eyes stayed trained on the door waiting for one person. Fucking loser is what I was.

But when she did finally walk through the door, I had to look away before letting my eyes run down her long smooth legs. She was wearing a short skirt and blouse from what I was able to gather. Her hair was also up.