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Story: His Ring, Her Rules
I turned around and headed to the lift, pressing the button for the 70th level.
The lift doors opened, and I noticed a door at the end of the corridor labeled “The CEO.”
Should have typed ‘The Biggest Arsehole’ instead.
As I was about to knock on the door, it opened to reveal a lady who looked like a model, with unkempt hair and smudged makeup, and she hurried away, giving me a filthy look that made it clear that I had interrupted them as if I cared!
I came in, and there was that arsehole, fixing his tie and running his fingers over his hair.
“What a surprise, Miss Hayes,” he said, smirking.
“Mr. Dante, just stop this already!”
“What? “he questioned, as if he knew nothing.
“The tricks you’re playing to get me to merge my firm with yours will not work! “
That sneer was pasted on his face, and he continued with confidence, “I never lose, Miss Hayes.” He was nothing but an arrogant, annoying jerk who only cared about himself. Oh, how I wished I could knock some sense into him! My ears were red with rage.
I saw him search his coat pocket for something, and then he brought out a cigarette and a lighter, and he began smoking without regard for the fact that I was in the office and that the smoke may affect me.
“You can’t smoke here! “
He took the cigarette out of his lips and held it between his fingers. “Right now, you’re in my office, and I have more authority here, right? “I can do anything,” he said, mocking me just as I insulted him.
I took a long breath to calm myself and replied, “Look, Mr. Dante, I do not want to merge my company with you, and even if I want, there is no purpose in getting married…I mean, we could just merge everything, so why marry each other? “I was astonished I was able to speak so quietly.
But when I questioned him about that marriage, his jaw clenched, and he took a big drag on his cigarette, tilting his head sideways and entirely disregarding my query.
I should have remained silent, but my tongue has a mind of its own, so I crossed my arms and said, “Of course, you want the public to believe that you merged the firm because we are in love and getting married, not because you are frightened that I would seize your empire, correct? “
His head swung to me, and he said through tight teeth, “Stop assuming things on your own.”
He opened his drawer again, brought out some documents, and told me, “Just sign these papers.”
I laughed, “You are not God, Mr. Dante, and you can’t order me.”
“But I can sure make you beg me.”
I cocked an eyebrow at him, and he went on, “You should be grateful that just a handful of your restaurants have suffered losses. But if it continues at this rate, if you continue to lose millions of dollars each day, you will eventually run out of money and will have no alternative but to sell your firm to me.”
When he finished, my mouth fell.
I stepped closer to him, the desk between us, leaned in, and whispered between clenched teeth, “You are an Arsehole, Jaxon Dante, and I will not give in to you.”
Before he could say anything, I had already left the office.
I stepped closer to him, the desk between us, leaned in, and whispered between clenched teeth, “You are an Arsehole, Jaxon Dante, and I will not give in to you.”
Before he could say anything, I had already left the office.
I was back in my office, pacing back and forth, contemplating what to do about that arsehole, knowing he wouldn’t give up that simply.
And I even told him that he is an arsehole; I can’t believe I did that! I was terrified of him, wasn’t I? Where did I find all this courage?!
I told Jona everything that occurred in his workplace today, and when I told him that I called Jaxon Dante an arsehole on his face, he literally fell on the floor laughing. But when he saw my look, he suddenly sobered up and recognized that instead of laughing, we should be terrified.
Leaning against the desk, I stomped my foot on the floor angrily; my mind was blank; I couldn’t think of anything.
“We need to do something about him,” Jona said as he stood in front of me.
I rolled my eyes and said, “Thanks for telling me; I didn’t know that.” Now, it was his turn to roll his eyes.
Jona then checked the time on his wristwatch and told Vivian, “You should go home.” Take some rest; we’ll talk about it tomorrow.
“By Monday, I will have lost millions! “
“Do you have any plans right now?” “he queried exasperatedly.
I gasped and said, “No.”
“Then there is no point sitting here as we can’t do anything right now,” he commented.
I nodded slowly before turning, grabbing up my phone and laptop, and exiting the office with Jona.
We parted ways in the parking lot, and I went to my apartment. My mind was racing with millions, if not billions, of thoughts, making it difficult to concentrate on the road.
I shook my head, trying not to think for a while since I was not in the mood to die just now.
As I entered the apartment, I groaned and placed my blazer on the couch before taking off my heels.
I got a water bottle out of the fridge and drank it, feeling a chilly sensation down my throat.
I arrived late today, so Tonia must have departed.
I was in no condition to eat supper, so I grabbed a packet of potato chips and went upstairs to my room. After changing into comfortable clothing, I lay on the bed, chewing on the chips and watching Frozen to relax, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
I wore my blazer and checked myself in the mirror one final time before gathering my vehicle keys, phone, and laptop and heading out to the parking lot.
When I arrived at the workplace, everyone greeted me, and as I walked by Jona’s desk, he was too preoccupied with his job to see me, so I quietly tapped on it, and he looked up, tensed.
“What happened?” “I questioned him, and he glanced aside, refusing to respond.
“Jona? “and he again did not respond.
“Fine. Mr. Zoe, I need you in my office right now, and this is an order,” I said in a professional tone.
He groaned and followed me into my office, closing the door behind him.
“So,” I replied, crossing my arms, “I know… we’re losing money, but there’s something else, right? “
“Well…” he ran his hand through his hair. I motioned for him to continue, and he replied, “Remember the acreage we had to buy in Texas? “
I nodded in answer, and he went on, “Well…earlier, the couple that were living there agreed to sell that land after we doubled the amount, but suddenly today, they refused again.”
“What do you mean they refused abruptly? “I enquired, shocked.
“I’m not sure,” he said, lowering his head. “They’re not ready at any cost. I even attempted to double the quantity, but they didn’t agree.”
He raised his head and pushed his spectacles up his nose as they fell downward.
God, what’s going on?
I massaged my temples in exasperation.
I discarded Jona as I continued to think. I know Mr. Dante is behind all of this, and it has now gone too far for me to control.
And there was only one way out of it, even if it meant losing my life and marrying that arsehole, but only for the sake of my business.
My firm, my empire, was the only thing I had, and I promised myself that I would do everything for it. I believe now is the moment to act; I can’t let my ego ruin it, never…
I touched the intercom and told Jona, “Call Mr. Dante’s assistant and tell her that I want to speak with him.”
He answered after a second, “Ok.”
I waited for the call, and soon, the phone in my office rang, and Jona said, “I talked to her, and I am directing the call to Mr. Dante.” I hummed in answer.
The lift doors opened, and I noticed a door at the end of the corridor labeled “The CEO.”
Should have typed ‘The Biggest Arsehole’ instead.
As I was about to knock on the door, it opened to reveal a lady who looked like a model, with unkempt hair and smudged makeup, and she hurried away, giving me a filthy look that made it clear that I had interrupted them as if I cared!
I came in, and there was that arsehole, fixing his tie and running his fingers over his hair.
“What a surprise, Miss Hayes,” he said, smirking.
“Mr. Dante, just stop this already!”
“What? “he questioned, as if he knew nothing.
“The tricks you’re playing to get me to merge my firm with yours will not work! “
That sneer was pasted on his face, and he continued with confidence, “I never lose, Miss Hayes.” He was nothing but an arrogant, annoying jerk who only cared about himself. Oh, how I wished I could knock some sense into him! My ears were red with rage.
I saw him search his coat pocket for something, and then he brought out a cigarette and a lighter, and he began smoking without regard for the fact that I was in the office and that the smoke may affect me.
“You can’t smoke here! “
He took the cigarette out of his lips and held it between his fingers. “Right now, you’re in my office, and I have more authority here, right? “I can do anything,” he said, mocking me just as I insulted him.
I took a long breath to calm myself and replied, “Look, Mr. Dante, I do not want to merge my company with you, and even if I want, there is no purpose in getting married…I mean, we could just merge everything, so why marry each other? “I was astonished I was able to speak so quietly.
But when I questioned him about that marriage, his jaw clenched, and he took a big drag on his cigarette, tilting his head sideways and entirely disregarding my query.
I should have remained silent, but my tongue has a mind of its own, so I crossed my arms and said, “Of course, you want the public to believe that you merged the firm because we are in love and getting married, not because you are frightened that I would seize your empire, correct? “
His head swung to me, and he said through tight teeth, “Stop assuming things on your own.”
He opened his drawer again, brought out some documents, and told me, “Just sign these papers.”
I laughed, “You are not God, Mr. Dante, and you can’t order me.”
“But I can sure make you beg me.”
I cocked an eyebrow at him, and he went on, “You should be grateful that just a handful of your restaurants have suffered losses. But if it continues at this rate, if you continue to lose millions of dollars each day, you will eventually run out of money and will have no alternative but to sell your firm to me.”
When he finished, my mouth fell.
I stepped closer to him, the desk between us, leaned in, and whispered between clenched teeth, “You are an Arsehole, Jaxon Dante, and I will not give in to you.”
Before he could say anything, I had already left the office.
I stepped closer to him, the desk between us, leaned in, and whispered between clenched teeth, “You are an Arsehole, Jaxon Dante, and I will not give in to you.”
Before he could say anything, I had already left the office.
I was back in my office, pacing back and forth, contemplating what to do about that arsehole, knowing he wouldn’t give up that simply.
And I even told him that he is an arsehole; I can’t believe I did that! I was terrified of him, wasn’t I? Where did I find all this courage?!
I told Jona everything that occurred in his workplace today, and when I told him that I called Jaxon Dante an arsehole on his face, he literally fell on the floor laughing. But when he saw my look, he suddenly sobered up and recognized that instead of laughing, we should be terrified.
Leaning against the desk, I stomped my foot on the floor angrily; my mind was blank; I couldn’t think of anything.
“We need to do something about him,” Jona said as he stood in front of me.
I rolled my eyes and said, “Thanks for telling me; I didn’t know that.” Now, it was his turn to roll his eyes.
Jona then checked the time on his wristwatch and told Vivian, “You should go home.” Take some rest; we’ll talk about it tomorrow.
“By Monday, I will have lost millions! “
“Do you have any plans right now?” “he queried exasperatedly.
I gasped and said, “No.”
“Then there is no point sitting here as we can’t do anything right now,” he commented.
I nodded slowly before turning, grabbing up my phone and laptop, and exiting the office with Jona.
We parted ways in the parking lot, and I went to my apartment. My mind was racing with millions, if not billions, of thoughts, making it difficult to concentrate on the road.
I shook my head, trying not to think for a while since I was not in the mood to die just now.
As I entered the apartment, I groaned and placed my blazer on the couch before taking off my heels.
I got a water bottle out of the fridge and drank it, feeling a chilly sensation down my throat.
I arrived late today, so Tonia must have departed.
I was in no condition to eat supper, so I grabbed a packet of potato chips and went upstairs to my room. After changing into comfortable clothing, I lay on the bed, chewing on the chips and watching Frozen to relax, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.
I wore my blazer and checked myself in the mirror one final time before gathering my vehicle keys, phone, and laptop and heading out to the parking lot.
When I arrived at the workplace, everyone greeted me, and as I walked by Jona’s desk, he was too preoccupied with his job to see me, so I quietly tapped on it, and he looked up, tensed.
“What happened?” “I questioned him, and he glanced aside, refusing to respond.
“Jona? “and he again did not respond.
“Fine. Mr. Zoe, I need you in my office right now, and this is an order,” I said in a professional tone.
He groaned and followed me into my office, closing the door behind him.
“So,” I replied, crossing my arms, “I know… we’re losing money, but there’s something else, right? “
“Well…” he ran his hand through his hair. I motioned for him to continue, and he replied, “Remember the acreage we had to buy in Texas? “
I nodded in answer, and he went on, “Well…earlier, the couple that were living there agreed to sell that land after we doubled the amount, but suddenly today, they refused again.”
“What do you mean they refused abruptly? “I enquired, shocked.
“I’m not sure,” he said, lowering his head. “They’re not ready at any cost. I even attempted to double the quantity, but they didn’t agree.”
He raised his head and pushed his spectacles up his nose as they fell downward.
God, what’s going on?
I massaged my temples in exasperation.
I discarded Jona as I continued to think. I know Mr. Dante is behind all of this, and it has now gone too far for me to control.
And there was only one way out of it, even if it meant losing my life and marrying that arsehole, but only for the sake of my business.
My firm, my empire, was the only thing I had, and I promised myself that I would do everything for it. I believe now is the moment to act; I can’t let my ego ruin it, never…
I touched the intercom and told Jona, “Call Mr. Dante’s assistant and tell her that I want to speak with him.”
He answered after a second, “Ok.”
I waited for the call, and soon, the phone in my office rang, and Jona said, “I talked to her, and I am directing the call to Mr. Dante.” I hummed in answer.