Chapter 16

Zayden

I got up to take my leave, I had wasted enough time already.

“Where did you think you're going, son?”

“Anywhere but here,” I replied coldly.

Aiden snorted.“let him go, Dad, no one is going to love a deranged psychopath.”

I let the waves of anger coursing through my body take control of my reflexes and the next second. My fists were right on his face. I punched him so hard that my knuckles hurt.

I was breathing heavily as I watched blood slip down his nose and lips.

“Zayden!”My Father yelled, rushing over to his side just like he always does.

I wanted to hit him again, but Sage had grabbed my hand.“Zay! Calm down.”

I freed myself from her loose grip, turning on my heels to exit the room.

“Zayden!”My father called making me pause in my tracks.

“I should have sent you to therapy; you are becoming a monster. You just made your brother bleed!”He yelled.

Aiden coughed, spitting blood on the black carpet.“It's okay dad, it's not the first and probably won't be the last.”

I clenched my fists. I knew this was what he wanted, to always play the victim while painting me as the villain.

It didn't bother me, though; I'd rather be the villain.

“Maybe if you had kept your mouth shut, then you wouldn't have ended up with a broken nose,” I snarled.

“This was supposed to be a peaceful reunion!”My dad walked over to me, standing right in front of me.

“Apologize right now!”

I dry laugh escaped my lips.“I'd rather die.”

I watched his brows twitch in anger; we both knew that was impossible.

“You know what? Aiden is right. If you do not change you'll never find a woman to settle down with.”

I almost rolled my eyes. He was saying this just to hurt me, but fortunately, I don't feel a thing .“ I never said I wanted one besides Sage said she would.”I shrugged, a smug smile plastered on my face.

He stepped out of the way gesturing for me to use the door.

“Leave! We'll continue this conversation another time.”

I thought he'd never ask. I left the building immediately. He can't force me to get married and he knows it.

I have nothing to lose except the company and that was an issue.

I sped off, heading back to the conference. The event should be over by now. I'll just pick up my secretary and then head home.

On getting to the conference, it was devoid of humans and was getting locked up.

“Is everyone gone?”I asked one of the security officers at the entrance.

“Yes, sir, the event ended an hour ago.”He replied

They had ended sooner than I expected. I looked around, my eyes searching for a red-haired lady.

“Did you, by any chance, see a woman? Red-haired, has a lot of freckles and wearing a white dress?”

He remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.“Oh, she was the last to leave. We had to tell her to exit because we locked the place up.

I sighed.“Thanks.”

I walked back to my car while pulling out my phone only to find ten missed calls and texts from Lillian. I had put my phone on silent when I got to the penthouse.

Sighing, I called her. She didn't pick up in the first ring and it angered me.

“Where the fuck are you!”I yelled as soon as she answered.

There was silence on the other end.

“Mrs Ace?”

The next moment I heard sobbing. I had to pull the phone away from my ear to make sure I was hearing right.

“Mr ace, if you do not respond, then you're fired! Where are you ?” The only thing I heard were hiccups.

“They.....they are...playing chess without me.”She finally spoke.

I groaned in frustration.“Chess? Mrs ace, are you drunk?”

She grasped.“the yellow piggies want a ride; I'll call you right back!”

“No, don't hang up. Mrs ace, don't...." And she hung up.

I didn't think she had gone home because I could hear faint screeching sounds from car tyres.

I contemplated going home to take a rest or finding her.

Sighing, I turned on the ignition. Thankfully the location on her phone was on because I could see her location on my GPS. It should take approximately forty-five minutes to get to her if she stays still.

I hadn't even gone halfway when the blue dot indicating her location started moving.

My grip on the wheel tightened. It was almost eleven, and I had better things to do than chase a woman around.

I stepped on the gas; she was on foot, so I should catch up on time.

Her silhouette finally came into view. She was sitting on the bare floor with her legs crossed. Her shoes were kicked far from where she was seated.

As soon as she saw me getting out of my car, a wide grin appeared on her face.

She's drunk!

Her cheeks were flushed, and she hiccups every five seconds. I hate to admit but I found it attractive.

“Get up,” I told her with irritation in my tone.

She turned to her side whispering something to thin air before grinning up at me again.

“He's here to take us home, piggies!” She exclaimed reaching both hands up to me.

“There are no pigs around. And put your hands down, I'm not carrying you.”

She pouted looking over at her imaginary yellow pigs.“Don't worry, he is always like this. Very mean!”

“Mrs Ace, snap out of it, you are wasting my time!”

She shook her head.“If you are not going to pick me up, then you can go.”

I gritted my teeth. The streets were getting empty, and the only thing that lit up this place was the light from my car's headlights.

She giggled as I picked her up, something I wouldn't have done if she wasn't my secretary.

“What about my piggies ?”

“I'll get them after you're seated in the car.”

She wrapped her hands around my neck sending tingles down my spine. That was my most sensitive spot.

I put her in the car and got in the driver's seat the next second, locking the doors. There's no telling what she might do next.

“My piggies!” She cried.

“I'll get them when I drop you off, I promise.”I watched her nod through the rearview mirror.

“Can you give me a good description of where you live?”

She suddenly smiled.“With my piggies in heaven.”

I sighed, she's completely wasted. I have no choice but to take her to my place.

I had only driven for a few minutes when I heard the sound of a zipper. My eyes immediately flew to the rearview mirror. My body stilled at what I saw.

She was taking off her dress!

“Mrs Ace, what are you doing?”

“It's hot!” she whimpered.

Hot? My car's temperature was always at 16 degrees. That's far from hot.

“Mrs ace, stop what you are doing right now!”

She didn't listen to me, her hands were moving fast.

I swallowed, trying to keep my eyes on the road; I could feel the rush in my veins.

I glanced at her and found her slipping her hands out of the dress, her black lacy bra coming into view.

For a second, I lost grip on the steering wheel, making the car swerve." Mrs Ace, stop.... please". I could barely recognize my voice.

She didn't listen to me and proceeded to slide the dress down her waist.

I was salivating like an animal. Just a view of her breast and I'm already hard.

"Lillian, stop taking off your clothes. Fucking stop!"

"But it's hot, and this dress is a bit tight; if I could just...."

I bit down on my lower lip, my eyes refused to leave her breast. She had a nice set of boobs, the type that I crave.

I was losing my self-control, the beast in me begging for freedom. I had never tasted a woman for so long, but right now, I wanted the one sitting in my car.