Chapter Sixteen

"You're repulsive."

"Lucky me."

"You're crazy."

"I'm just getting started, Miss Rose." Ronald and I are now face-to-face as she exits the building in tears and resignation. No one is in our way today.

"How are you able to address her in this way? There is nothing standing between us. He challenged the next button while keeping a close eye on me. God, he's so hot. Stop looking at his chest, and stop now.

Wow, really? Nothing is present. Shaking my head, I exit the office while exhaling heavily. I'm falling hard for him because he's so charming.

Our subsequent encounters began and ended with hardly any conversation. He has suddenly become quite busy at work. Though our lunch break has ended, he is still at work. He occasionally orders food on his own, which I then give him when it arrives, but today no one brought food. So I reasoned, why not ask him if he has time? If not, I can place an order, but the door opens, and there he is.

"Mr. Ronald, your lunch..."

"Pack your bags; we're going." He gave me an order while he was conversing with someone. I detest his rule.

"Where?" He paused his speech for a moment.

"Do as I directed." I nod and get my belongings before escorting him to the elevator.

"No, I want everyone there since we're going there. How are they able to be so careless? I've got everything on you now, so. There was a voice on the opposite side.

"Fuck that shit and fuck him! You're fucking too weak to handle our partner's outbursts; come clean and say so. Don't follow their advice. Stop doing everything at once." He muttered something when the phone cut out and punched the wall.

"Are there any issues? You haven't placed a food order." When the elevator opened, he left without speaking.

"Theo is expecting you. Go gather your things."

"However, your lunch."

"Are you concerned for me? You're going against our company policy, Miss Rose." When other people enter the elevator, he stops and turns. They're laughing and looking perplexed as they observe us.

"I believed.."

"What?" The workers are all looking at us differently. His conversation with the girl had an effect on everyone's face. Everyone is staring at me strangely.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ronald."

"Better for you."

Theo picked me up at my packed-up home and drove me to the airport. He was still en route when I exited his pricey car, so I waited for him while standing outside. Until then, I was in awe of the entire airport, especially a private jet. It costs a lot and is stunning. I recall my father telling me that he would buy me a plane someday. But now, please stop.

Should we leave? I turned to face him and watched him. Another plane is parked over there. Amazingly beautiful.

"It's... yours."

"Yes." Surprisingly, I do nothing but stare at the objects in front of me. My hands are immediately drawn to contact. He's very wealthy, isn't he?

"Who is she?" From the car, a girl emerged. She is who?

"Just one of my workers." How could I possibly forget? She is seated, flushing from excessive makeup. She looks stunning with dark brown hair and dark black clothing. Ronald assisted her in leaving.

"Hello, my name is..."

"Not at all interested." Okay. Both disregarded me and boarded the aircraft. I entered behind them as I followed them and looked at everything. It's beyond my wildest dreams. There is a large seating area on one side and a bar on the other. I don't know what's behind the chair for one person since I'm so perplexed by his fortune right now.

"Sit, Miss Rose." I sat behind them while nodding. This is my second flight. I was leaving when I arrived there. The girl put her hand on his chest as they said something together. I try to gaze at them while peeking over the back.

"Ronald I genuinely need your attention. So I decided it would be best if we traveled to California together." California? Where am I headed?

"Pardon me, ma'am?" I chose water over the other refreshments that a girl offered. Ronald and the girl pick whisky.

"I'm yours now that we're here by ourselves." Idiot. Don't you realize that all she wants is your cash? She leaned forward for another whisper before kissing Ronald. All of the water from my mouth leaked outside the moment their lips touched mine, and I began to cough repeatedly.

"Mam, are you okay?" Both of them got up from their seats, and a girl came over to aid me.

"I.."

"Fi.." Coughed. I steadily gain composure. Observing me are Ronald and the female. While I sit and watch them leave with a broken heart, Ronald stands up and drags her along with him. Is he? I beg you, God. If I have less work, I don't understand why he would take me along.

They remained indoors for an hour. My heart is beating like a racing vehicle. Broken-looking fingers are clinging to one another. My neck hurt as I turned to check the door every few seconds. They're having sex together. God, why does it ache to want Ronald to treat me professionally? After two hours, he is still inside.

"Mam dinner." I give a head shake and want some water. I've now had water three times. My health is suddenly getting worse. I feel like throwing.

"Mam's water."

"No, thank you, and I kindly asked Mr. Ronald if he needed anything." With a nod, she left. She returned, grinning.

"Ug, what did he say?"

"He is dozing off." I pause for a second and try to speak, but nothing ever comes out. That indicates that I first caught the first tear, then another. It was his first time having sexual relations.

Throwing up is not my hobby, but after hearing what she had to say, my health is deteriorating minute by minute. The sun is currently playing a dark prank on me. Everything now appears painful. Together with Ronald, I can smell her in the air we're inhaling. Their sex's smell. I am the sun, and my suffering is like a cloud. They always brought bad things into my life at the wrong times.

Three hours later, I started to experience heavy eye closure. For once, I tried to eat, but I vomited right away. I'm not in a position to forget about them. It's my biggest weakness. Then, all of a sudden, I heard their voice. They're heading outdoors.

"I wanted to eat something." Fresh air touched me as Ronald passed by. He is coming directly from the shower. Following him, a woman laughed while adjusting her dress. I disregarded them while keeping my gaze outside.

"I'm famished. The time is ideal for me. She starts eating while seated. Ronald moved closer to where I was sitting.

"Keep the word professionalism in mind." He whispers in my ear while leaning. It's a strategy to support his argument.

"Yes, and keep in mind how cunning, nasty, and ruthless you are. You utilized sexuality as a tool to make your point. As I mentioned, he laughed and stuck his nose in my hair.

"She's not you, though. I still desire you if you'll look at me." This time, I chuckle and shove him away.

"Well, Mr. Ronald, breaking news, I'm not interested in you. Fuck yourself, then."