Chapter eight

The Prescott account has done so well, and succeeded expectations than imagined, we have more than 200% increase in profits, some good news today I thought.

I wanted to personally call Noah and congratulate him, but I didn’t want to blur the lines of professionalism at the same time, I wanted to be with this man.

Damn I was scared.

My assistant Gigi pulled me from my thoughts, “Miss Amelia, Mr Shelby is here” she said setting down her tablet

“What the hell for” I whispered, why is the owner of this firm in my office.

I stood up immediately Mr Shelby brown entered accompanied by another stakeholder, he was a dominant white male alright with a sense of aura around him.

“Miss Amelia how do you do, don’t be startled by my visit” he said settling down in the chair across my desk

“Not at all sir, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”

“The Prescott account, you have done well” he said looking at me intently

“Thank you sir, I was just doing my job” I replied

“No, don’t be humble, it never gets you anywhere”

“Let’s cut to the chase Amelia, I want a senior officer to handle that account from now on”

I was blown back by this

“Sir I’m perfect for that account, I have overseen it, from the ground up, with all due respect” I replied suprised

“I know that, but that account has gone bigger than we expected and we need a senior officer on it, you are still a junior here and we want to handle things professionally and in the right manner” he edged on

“Don’t take it the wrong way Amelia, I came directly to you, so you know how serious it is, rather than HR calling you up for a letter, I didn’t want it to escalate or seem bad”

This can’t be happening, but I had no choice especially if I wanted to work here for a long term period.

“Is Mr Prescott aware of this?” I asked defiantly

“No, but that’s where I come in Amelia, just let me handle the logistics of that” he said smiling, “you wouldn’t want to cause a scene or any of that would you” he said leaning foward

I swear there’s something sinister about this

“ not at all sir, as long as it’s in the benefit of this firm I replied, fake smiling.

“I knew you’d understand” he replied standing up,

“Thanks for your time Amelia” he shook my hands and left.

That was a burst, if Shelby himself wanted control of the accounts I couldn’t do anything about it, but part of me was a little bit sad and concerned

What a fucked up situation.

………

My phone buzzed

Noah; I saw the email, you got taken off the account? Why and when did this happen

Recalling my abrupt meeting with Shelby I feigned compliance

Me: It’s nothing to worry about, just bearucracy at its finest, your account is in capable hands.

Noah: I’m dying to see you, let’s meet today, for drinks? My driver would pick you up after work.

Me: I’m not sure Noah, we agreed to take things slow.

Noah; meeting up for drinks is slow Amelia, 7pm sharp alright.

I leaned back in my chair defeated

Well I’ll be damned.

……..

Noah’s driver, Dean didn’t talk much, he had this stoic face and never smiled, I looked at the rearview mirror from the back seat studying him.

“Where are we going” I asked him

“The Sheraton hotel, where Mr Prescott is waiting for you” he replied his eyes on the road

The Sheraton? That’s a 5 start hotel with little to no access in, and I knew that because most of our rich clients that flew in spent the night or days there.

It was finally dawning on me on the kind of man I was going to be involved with

The car stopped in front of the hotel and a hotel aide helped me out of the car,

As if on cue, the aide said. “Mr Prescott is at the restaurant lounge please follow me”

I walked slowly behind the aid and then I entered the restaurant area

The restaurant looked like something out of a lifestyle magazine. Sleek black marble floors reflected the soft white lighting overhead. Silver accents glimmered from every corner—cutlery, decorative sculptures, even the edges of the bar.

Tables were spaced deliberately far apart, ensuring privacy. Each one was dressed in crisp white linens and centered with a minimalist arrangement of orchids that looked too perfect to be real.

And there was Noah

“Hi” I said waving at him

“Hi” he responded ushering me to seat

Is there any moment, he is never fine?

“Let’s order some champagne shall we” he said

And ordered other bunch of stuff I could h pronounce or haven’t seen before.

Our table was almost full with plates, and the conversation with Noah flowed so effortlessly.

Unsurprisingly, he owned the hotel, he had bought it from the previous owners when it was at the stage of collapse and brankrupcy, and refurbished it and turned it to a billionaire heaven for clients coming into town.

I asked why the restaurant was empty on a Friday night and he replied

“I wanted all of this space for us, no noise, no disturbance just you and I”

Talk about power moves.

I got to know so much from this drinks/dinner date, and when it was time for dessert, he asked me

“What was your favorite childhood memory”

My mind wandered back to my childhood and my parents, I was the only child, and my parents loved me so much, it’s all sad memories now.

“Probably when my parents took me to the fair, we rode on the sleigh horse, I ate cotton candy till my tooth ached” my voice lowering with sadness

“I’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to…” noah said leaning in to hold my hand

“Nah it’s okay, it was a long time ago”

“How did they die, if you don’t mind me asking”

“Drunk driver, they were on their way to pick me up from school” I replied

“I’m so sorry baby” he said holding my hands and squeezing

“Baby? That’s new” I replied

“ old habits” he scoffed

“ I should get going” I said standing up

“No please stay” his voice pleading

He came over to my side, towering me now and with no place for me to escape.

“I want you to stay, come by my suite and stay, Amelia” he rasped his mouth close to my ears now

“I don’t know, I-i

“You want this as much as I do Amelia, why fight this?”

“Because I’m scared Noah, I just got out of a toxic relationship, I’m not ready for another” I replied staring back up at me

“Tell me you don’t feel the same way”

I couldn’t lie, I knew I felt the same, everything in my body was screaming for him.

“Stay” he repeated “please”

“ i wouldn’t pressure you into doing what you didn’t want” he added

“Okay” I heard myself say

He responded with a kiss on my forehead, very soft, chase and reverent, I could feel the heat of his lips on my forehead.

“Let’s go” he said streching his hand out to me

I took it and we went up to the elevators and to his suite.