Chapter Nineteen: Not part of the plan

Meanwhile, Henry stood as usual in front of his car waiting for his boss to come out. He was here at 6:55am cause Mason always comes out exactly at 7:00am.

He has been standing there for sometime. He checked the time, it was way past seven. He was shocked because his boss is never a minute late, not to talk an hour late.

By the time he came out, it was 7:45am.

Was that... Was that a smile? Henry's eyes widened in shock. His boss's mouth was tilted to the side a little, it was such a rare occurrence.

"Good morning sir.” Henry said as he opened the door for his boss who walked in still with his lips tilted up.

“Hmmm.” He answered as usual she got into his car. Henry got into his driver seat and still stared at his boss through his rearview mirror again. He caught his boss' eyes staring at him blankly and he took that as a sign to drive off.

After Mason left to work I went upstairs to my room still dazed. But I didn't know why a sudden flood of joy tried to break out my heart.

Though nothing happened between Mason and I, it was not a total fail because it confirmed that he was affected by my attempts, which means he is into women.

I don't know if I should feel dread or happiness. This means that the part about us sleeping together definitely means we are definitely going to have sex.

But if he was interested in women, why hasn't made a move?

I kind of feel bad because I feel he doesn't find me that appealing.

"You're so stiff.” The sound of Ryan's voice came through my head.

No, I pushed the thought from my head. I have to try one last time and this time with dinner.

"You bastard!" The man Richard Jellings, the CEO of Jelling holding spat at Mason, who was sitting across him with his face emotional as he stared at the man.

He had bought all the shares of their company and is now the new owner of Jelling Holding.

Clara looked to her boss completely unaffected by the man raining insults at him. He looked bored. This is not the first time this type of thing has happened, since she started working for him when she graduated university.

She has learned Mason Kingston always gets his way even if it means making a few enemies. At this rate they would already be piled up.

After Clara called security to escort, kicking Richard Jellings out of the building. She got to her boss's office and saw him working.

"Sir.”

She asked, waiting for permission to speak, knowing he doesn't like to be disturbed when working.

"Hmm.”

Taking it as a sign to speak.

"Why did you purchase Jelling Holdings, it wasn't part of the plan?" Clara asked, confused, he never once talked of purchasing it or having any interest in Jelling Holdings; there is a whole different sector entirely.

"Richard is incapable of running his company, so I decided to take it off his hands.” Mason said then turned his head to go back to work.

Clara left her boss office even more confused. It's only her boss that can say they feel someone can't run a business they grew.

But the strange part was that he cared that Richard didn't run his company well. He always stuck to the plan and Jellings Holdings was nowhere in the plan.

Clara concluded this wasn't the only strange decision her boss had made in the last few months. The phone rang and she picked it up.

"Hello, this is Mason Kingston office, how can I help you?"

"Yes... I'm Iris Kingston, his wife, we met at the office.” A soft hesitant voice spoke from the line.

This made Clara sit straighter, this was also one of the strangest things her boss has done.

He had never shown any interest in any woman before, suddenly decided to marry this timid young lady.

"Yes, I do."

"Can you pass a message to Mason that I would be making dinner today and he should be early today.” Mr Kingston Leaving work early, she could hardly believe what she was hearing.

"Ok, I will."

"Thank you.” She said, before the line went dead. Clara hesitated, she didn't know what to do in this situation.

Mason was going through the names of companies he would be buying. Buying Jelling Holdings holdings was not part of the plan, he doesn't like it when people try to harm what's his. He heard a soft knock on the door.

"Enter.”

Clara came through the door towards him. "Sir, I got a call from your wife.”

This got Mason attention and his mind supplied the image he's been trying to suppress all morning.

Pictures of Iris dancing round the kitchen, the curve of her ass in those shorts or the thin fabric that did nothing to hide the shape of her breast.

She didn't know he knew what she was trying to do.

Her little attempt to seduce me, Jason had told me that he overheard what she talked about with her friend.

He still couldn't believe that people believed those ridiculous rumors, at first he took advantage of the rumor to avoid dates, but now he regrets it a little. He remembers Iris this morning looking at him with those innocent eyes unaware of what her body was doing to him.

He could have easily pulled her over the counter and given her what she wanted, but he wanted to give her time for her to heal from what happened with Mark.

The thought made Mason jaw clench in anger, if he had been a moment too late.

"Sir?” Clara called again, seeing that her boss had a far away look, his mouth had tilted upward in a little smile, which surprised her then his expression suddenly turned storming and scary.

She has been walking for Mason for almost ten years but she doesn't think she could handle his anger.

"Mrs Kingston said I should tell you to come home early. She would be preparing dinner.” Clara looked at her boss, still unsure of how he would take this news.

But his face was now emotionless from the anger she saw a few minutes ago. “Ok I would cance–”

"Clear my schedule for this evening.” He said then went back to work. Clara still stood, shocked.

He looked up at her. "Anything else.”

"No sir.” She walked out of the office.

Mason checked the time in his watch it was almost seven, he stood up and prepared to leave. When he heard a knock, and gave the person a go ahead.

Clara walked into the office. "Sir, I have got news that the chairman of one of the companies on the list will be in Spain tomorrow celebrating his wife's birthday.

"Tell the pilot to prepare the jet we are leaving for Spain now.”

"But sir, what should I tell Mrs Kingston?”

Mason froze then a second later said. "Inform Jason I won't be home for dinner.”