Chapter 12

Magazine Scandal…

Okay, you guys know how Gabi’s always making fun of how I don’t know much about furnitures and renovations?

Yeah, I have to admit she’s… I’m not going to say right, She just… maybe, had a point and so, I’ve been trying to make my self better, I don’t want to be under estimated anymore so I want to learn more about furnitures and accessories and making plans and models, those kind of stuff so I can finally rub it in her face that apart from my Luscious lips, I can also be of help to the team. 

I’ve been using this magazine to look at some furnitures and renovations some top celebrities got, The only iny winny tiny problem is that, it’s a magazine that features strippers in their covers.

I know, I know. Like, I should be able to walk around and read this in the men’s room but, it’s so embarrassing! I have to go past the finance and design team's office which is a see through office thank you for asking, fatso’s office who is now the managing director and lastly, the cleaners before I get to the men’s toilets.

When I open my door and just saunter down the hallway with my magazine in hand, I can feel those judgy eyes on me. 

“There he goes again” fatso

“He can’t even control himself at work” HOD of design team

“I bet he’s going in there to masturbate” Cindy from finance team

“Do you want me to be a stripper before you notice me!” Karen, design team.

“Poor guy hasn’t banged a chick in a while, he wants to fantasize all day about those ones in the magazine” Derek from design team. 

You’re the one who hasn’t banged a chick a hole!

“This behavior shouldn’t be condoned in the office, just wait till miss Gabi finds out what you’ve been up to” Cleaners

Even though they don’t say it, I know that’s what they’re thinking about. 

Like, kind you mind your freaking business!!

That’s what I’d say but…

I have a reputation here, I’m a good boy in the eyes of my fellow workers who are older than me. The other head of departments, I have always respected them and they love me. I bring my Playboy attitude to work but I keep it in check, the higher ups shouldn’t know that I’ve banged half of the girls in our company. I try to stay ethical so them seeing me with nude magazines, going to the toilets it’s just going to spoil my reputation.

That’s why I hide when I  read these magazines, I wait for when everyone's doors are closed and I tuck my magazine deep down my trousers and I half run to the bathroom. Then, I lock myself in there and study, look at some pictures before going back to my office.

Why can’t I just read them in my office?

Because anyone can barge in and catch me idiots! I can’t read them at home either. I’m barely at home, even when I am, Jerry makes fun of me when he sees me reading.

I am so getting tired of hiding and being paranoid but I can’t share my thoughts with anyone. I’m afraid they’ll make a joke out of it. So if I have to suffer just so I can prove a point to Gabi, then I will!

I shoved my magazine deep down my trousers before tucking my shirt in. When I was done adjusting my clothes so no one would notice the magazine, I left for the men’s wash room.

When I got into a stall, I locked my self in and started to look at exquisite furnitures and their price tags. Maybe if we get a big client like the senator, we could use this 2,000 Nen bean bag.

I heard the door screeched open and someone walked in, then another person joined him, I couldn’t help but overhear their conversation

“Dude, shouldn’t you be downstairs? You've got your own men's toilet there” 

“Yeah, but you see, the first floor is undergoing some renovations so we moved up to the second floor. So now, we share same toilets” 

Really…

It’s undergoing renovations aye? So that means, no one would be using their toilets right?

This is great! Now I have a quiet place to read my magazines without someone wondering why I’m wasting too much time in these stalls. This stuff is really good news, I’mma go there tomorrow then.

Next day…

I smirked as I took the elevator down to the first floor and I sauntered in.

The place looked like it was under going some renovations but I don’t see any body here, maybe they’ll come when I’m done.

I quickly found the men’s room and I walked in, now this is peace… no judgy eyes, everywhere is quiet and there’s no one that needs to go and keeps banging on my door. I tell you, that day was beyond horrible… 

Theodore shivered as he recalled the incident then he went deep into studying his magazine.

Unknowing to him, the construction workers were now in the building and had already started to decide where to commence the bulldozing

“Lets start by taking that damn toilet down. Miss Gabi doesn’t want it in that position” Their boss said and they all nodded in agreement. Then they took the bulldozer and headed straight for the men’s toilet

Theodore was so immersed in his book, he didn’t notice the sounds the bulldozer was making, until it came crashing through the walls and stopped directly in front of his stall.

“OH My God!! Please don’t kill me! I’m in here! I beg you, I’m the only son of my mother!! I haven’t banged enough chicks yet, I haven’t found the right one who can tame me!” Theodore spluttered and he came out of the stall, and his eyes landed on the bewildered workers who were about to go for another shot 

“Why can’t I ever have peace when reading this damn magazine!” I whispered as I crumbled the magazine in my hands 

Now I have to explain what in the hell I was doing in here to these guys…

Just wait a go Theo, wait a go!

*Few hours later* 

I walked down the hallway to my office exhausted and feeling dejected. There is just no way for me to actually read this thing in peace.

“Psssst!” 

“Pssst!” I turned to see Jerry waving at me

“What’s up?” I waved and he signaled for me to follow him into his office.

When we entered I noticed that he looked nervous

“What’s wrong Jerry?” I asked on a more serious note as silence filled the office

“Its Cassandra…” he finally spoke up

“Cassa what now?” I spluttered 

He rolled his eyes “Never mind. She’s just a girl who works here ”

“So… what about her?”

“I wanna ask her out. How should I approach her? Like a rich cool guy? Do I need to be sexy from head to toe?”

“Hell no! Don’t do that, if you do then she’s going to be expecting money from you every time! You’re gonna be like a sugar daddy to her, a young sugar daddy though Whatever. Look, just be your self, the main thing is how you say your intentions and your body movements. Knowing you, I’m sure you just don’t want to bang her and toss her aside, you’d want more like a relationship right?”

“Right!” 

“So just uhm, try getting her number first, maybe during lunch and then when you guys are talking for a bit, you ask her out to dinner. But in person, so she would see that you’re serious. The rest will come naturally, if you want more advice we can always go back to ‘Theo 101’ so I can teach you more” 

“Thanks, this one will do for now. I’ve gotta go win her number now” He smiled as he semi ran to the door

“You look like you need to pee, why don’t you use my toilet?” He said before banging the door shut and I couldn’t curse him. I had to do it internally

You Mother f****r son of a bish you had a toilet and you let me suffer all these days! Damn you you wicked heartless mindless, egoistic, freaking B*****d

*I’m afraid we'll have to cut this scene short. You don’t need to see him cursing He still needs to learn self control. That’s it for this chapter! We’ll see ya soon*

- Author waves at you

“No! Don’t cut me short! I’m still not done cursingggggggg” 

Everywhere goes pitch black.