Chapter 3
Xena Remington
I quickly popped two advils as I gathered my files to head towards the conference room. Jerold argued so much with me about nonsensical stuff when we went home. I yawned while he was making a point which led to him getting angrier.
Needless to say, I didn’t get any sleep last night.
I don’t know why he is more riled up than usual and of course he won’t confide in me about his problems because it makes him feel like ‘lesser man’.
I head to the conference room to see Jerold standing next to Axel Lancaster. Everyone looked so small and meek next to him. I make my way towards them as I take a deep breath in. I don’t know why I get so nervous at the thought of Axel Lancaster.
“Mr. Lancaster, here is the complaint Ms. Scott filed against you. In case you want to refer to it.” I say as I stand beside Jerold in front of Mr. Lancaster.
“Ms. Remington, he doesn’t need anything, just get him some coffee and stand-“ Jerold was about to dismiss me when Axel interrupted him.
“Thank you Ms. Remington. Stick by my side, sit beside me during the deposition. I’ll let you know if I have some questions. Mr. Hart, can you bring some coffee for our lawyer here.” Axel orders in a calm but authoritative tone making Jerold leave instantly.
Oh no. he is going to be angry again tonight.
“Can you be a little nicer to him?” I gather up courage to ask The Axel Lancaster to go easy on my boyfriend, “I know he is a little rude towards me. But when you tell him off, he makes my life hell at home.”
“A little rude? He has no respect for you as a human.” Axel states, mirroring Zara’s words.
Does everyone think like that?
“Also the fact that you have to go around telling other people to be ‘nice’ to your fragile boyfriend so that he doesn’t come to you and throw a little temper tantrum speaks volumes about what kind of a person he is. I am not changing my behavior towards anyone and you shouldn’t either.” Axel says brushing me off as we walk inside the conference room.
I look around the conference room to see that all the seats were taken except for the one next to Axel. I decide to stand next to him so that Jerold can take that seat. He will probably find it extremely insulting if a person of his ‘level’ is standing up while I am sitting down.
“Ms. Remington.” I hear Axel whisper making me bend down to his face level.
He smells so fucking good. I wish I could gift Jerold his perfume.
“Either you sit next to me or no one does. Mr. Hart isn’t even supposed to be here but your presence is necessary. You are my HR representative.” I can hear a calm angry tone radiating from his voice. I think he has had enough of my bullshit and scared behavior when it comes to Jerold.
I quickly sit down next to him knowing what he was saying did make sense. The only reason Jerold is here is because he doesn’t trust me and thinks that I am going to end up messing up this whole situation and that he is going to be held responsible for it.
I don’t know why he thinks so. He feels that everything in my life is somehow about him.
I look down at my files and start arranging the already arranged papers when I hear Jerold enter the conference room. This is a very important meeting for me and I am not going to ruin it by looking at Jerold angry face which will probably throw me off my game.
“Let’s get started.” I hear Ms. Scott’s lawyer say as he puts the recorder on. I look over to Natalie to see a very smug smile on her face as she played with her hair and eyed Axel who refused to look at her.
Come on, Natalie, at least play your part.
“Ms. Scott’s demands are very simple. She wants a compensation of 20 million for wrongful termination and her job back with her promised promotion. She wants to be welcomed with dignity and respect.” Her lawyer states making my eyes widen.
20 fucking million.
Is this a joke?
“Absolutely not.” Axel says without skipping a beat making his lawyer restless and the smug smile on Natalie’s face drop instantly.
“You are a fucking billionaire.” Natalie spews in anger but her lawyer calms her down.
“It’s not about the money.” He states.
“Umm okay. We are not here to settle.” I look over to see Mr. Hansen finally speaking, “we have enough proof to destroy you in court. So we are just here to warn your client because if this goes to court, we will file for defamation, fabricating a false story and blackmail.” Natalie was fuming at this point. She always had a problem with saying wrong things at the wrong time whenever things didn’t go her way.
I would know. As the most number of complaints I’ve received from my fellow co-workers are about Natalie and her hurtful outbursts.
“Ms. Scott has a history of blackmailing, we’ve found two cases against her which were filed in the past five years. We have a lot of Ms. Scott former acquaintances who are ready to testify that she obsessively spoke about Mr. Lancaster, who showed absolutely no interest in her. Lastly, which will conclude this absurd case is that, Ms. Scott is the head of our advertising department and there is literally no position available above that in her division.” Mr. Hansen says as he places a sheet with the hierarchies printed on it.
Oh of course.
“Okay fine, but still having sex with an employee is also a crime.” She screeches making almost everyone except Axel flinch. I see her lawyer rubbing his face, she just blew the entire case, “what is that not a crime?”
“No.” I say as I clear my throat, “if two people from the workplace engage in a consensual sexual activity, they would be given a warning.”
“Fine, then he tried to sexually assault me.” she said making me purse my lips.
“Okay, I think we are done here. Please get your client in check, I will not sit here and listen to ridiculous accusations being thrown at my face, especially something as serious as a sexual assault. This isn’t a joke.” Axel says calmly but I could hear anger radiating from his voice and body as if something had just snapped in him.
“Please leave our premises immediately.” Mr. Hansen tells her lawyer as I see security standing right outside the conference room.
I immediately stand up as we see Natalie being escorted out of the room yelling at her lawyer for not backing up her claims who just kept trying to tell her how law works.
Everything falls silent after a minute, and only Jerold, Mr. Hansen, Axel and I are in the room now. We were all afraid to even move because it was clear that Axel was so mad that it felt like he could kill someone.
“I. Never. Want. To. See. That. Woman. Again. Am I clear? I don’t care what she does, I don’t want to ever be in such a situation again.” He says to Mr. Hansen who shakes his vigorously and quickly leaves the room.
“Mr. Hart. What was the one job you were given today?” Axel stands tall as he asks furiously.
“That the meeting would be only arranged if her lawyer gave full guarantee of Ms. Scott behaved in a civil manner.” He says meekly with his head down.
Jerold always told he was the head of internal affairs in the company but with the limited times I’ve seen him work, he always handling basic things for Axel.
“Another mistake and you’ll be fired. Leave.” Oh god. No. why is this happening to me? I don’t want to go home today.
Wait.
Is he going to yell at me too?
But what did I do?
He can’t fire me?
But he is so angry.
My mouth hangs open as I keep staring at Axel’s huge muscular back. Jerold looks at me for a second before leaving quietly making me more nervous.
I also want to leave.
“Ms. Remington.” He says as he turns around to face me.
“I didn’t do anything.” I blurt out and raise my hands in reflex.
I see confusion sprawl over his handsome face, “What? No. all I wanted to say was that you can see yourself out.”
“Oh.” I say, almost disappointed as I walk out of the conference room.
What? Did I want him to yell at me?
Jesus.
Xena, you sick freak.
“Umm you are being too harsh on Jerold. I know you hate him but this wasn’t his fault.” I say as I stand near the door holding it tightly, knowing my smart mouth is going to get me in trouble.
“You don’t know anything Ms. Remington. So keep your nose out of my business.” My breath gets heavier when I realize he is coming closer to me. The familiar sensual scent fills my nose making me realize that he standing a few inches away from me.
“Come on. He has no control over Natalie’s behavior, he can just get your message across and I am sorry but you could see how much her lawyer tried to keep her in check.” I want to slap myself across my face as I see words just spilling out of my mouth and I seem to have no control over my mouth.
“Follow me to my office.” I hear his deep voice with makes the hair on my neck stand straight.
Yep, I am getting fired.
Xena RemingtonAs I follow him to his office, I feel my nerves building up. I am going crazy right now. I felt like how a child would feel when the summer vacation gets over and they have to go back to school.I hate being put in stressful situations but thanks to Jerold, I am used to it.We enter his office, and memories of the last time I was in there fill my mind. I remember how nervous I was to see him.I gulp when he turns around to face me. Oh god! Why are we not sitting at his desk face to face? Isn’t that how people get fired?Oh god. Is he going to shoot me? Don’t be crazy, Xena. He wouldn’t want all the blood to get over his beautiful Italian carpet.“Xena Remington.” I feel the hair at the back of my neck stand as I bring myself to look into his beautiful yet intimidating eyes.He said my name.I felt a rush go down my spine as I try to calm myself down, “This might be a cliché thing, the thing that I am about to do-““Oh no, he going to shoot me.” I slap a hand across my
Xena Remington When I walked out of Axel Lancaster’s office yesterday, I realized how safe and respected I feel around him. But at the same time, a terrible realisation is hitting me that I have been putting on the back burner for the longest time. I don't think I am capable of anything. I don’t think I am very intelligent either. I used to be very different before I met Jerold.Years of brushing my opinion off, laughing every time I make a mistake, and calling me stupid every time I didn’t understand something. It was never this obvious before. I don’t even remember when it all began. He has slowly but surely broken my self-esteem and left me feeling like an incompetent piece of shit. Last night was the first time, I directly went to sleep before Jerold could start an argument with me about how I made him feel disrespected during the meeting.I hear footsteps approaching the small dining table where I was eating my breakfast and drinking
Xena RemingtonHilton HotelThe entire room goes quiet as Axel Lancaster walks in. For the first time in 7 years, without a date.Why didn’t he bring a date? He always brings a model. Zara and I always used to get a kick out of getting a picture with them. I suddenly see all the women adjusting their dresses and reapplying their lipsticks discreetly. Axel looked uninterested as a lot of people tried to talk to him. He was into such events, he hated talking to people and shaking their hands. From what Jerold has told me about him, he hated having long conversations and people beating around the bush before telling him exactly what they wanted from him.I held my breath and allowed myself to get a good look of him. He looked so good in his pitch-black suit. At such a huge party, with so many people it was still so easy to spot Axel.I am a little ashamed of myself as I constantly keep finding myself fantasizing about this man. Nothing too dirty, just our hands brushing, his delicious
Xena Remington:“WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED YESTERDAY?” Zara’s voice boomed as she barged into my office, stunning everyone in the hallway for a second.“I swear to god. You know as much as I do. I told him about what Jerold said and the next thing I know, he is coming close to me and he’s talking to me about something.” I tell her, rubbing my forehead as I try to remember what exactly happened yesterday.“What did he talk about?”“I don’t remember,” I yell helplessly making her look at me with wide eyes.“What do you mean?” “I don’t know I was drunk, he was so close to me… he smelled like heaven. It was all just blurry and intoxicating. Also, I owe him, that’s how I got him to come to the party.”“Oh no.” Zara says before taking a seat in front of me, “I don’t know Xena. Owing something to a mob boss-““My life was fine before I met him. Now it’s-““NO! Absolutely not. Your life was never fine. It was fine maybe before you met Jerold.” She lectures me.“Okay, I have to tell you a lot of
Xena Remington:“Oh, so you are home.” I say as soon as I enter my house when I see Jerold’s shoes on the porch, “the least I expect from you is for you to at least answer my texts. You’ve been MIA for almost a day now.”I hear some shuffling in the kitchen which indicates that he is there but he doesn’t answer. Of course, he won’t. His fragile ego is probably wounded. I don’t even know where he was yesterday.“Jerold!” I say as I enter the kitchen and see him eating takeout on the dining table, not bothering to look up at me, “Where were you?”“Oh Xena, I thought you were still busy dry-humping Axel fucking Lancaster.” He said making me roll my eyes.“You literally forced me into doing it. Also, what did you want me to do? Push him away and say what? I have a boyfriend? Oh, wait sorry. You don’t want anyone to know that we are together.” I yell, filled with fury.I can’t believe he has the nerve to talk to me like that after all the things that he has done to me, after all the things
Xena RemingtonI head towards Axel Lancaster’s house which is approximately 20 minutes away from my office. Thankfully, he had a driver drive me around to his house because I couldn’t afford to take my car out anymore so I take the bus and right now as I look at the kind of rich and posh area we are in, I doubt they run buses here.Mrs. Peters came to my office at 4 pm sharp to tell me that Axel had some very urgent work to take care of so he had to leave but he still wants my answer today itself. So he asked his driver to bring me to his house around 6 pm and that I would also be dropped off at my house after we are done with our meeting.My hands were clammy and I could feel a rush of nervousness in my veins as the car entered through the giant gates and I see the most beautiful house ever.The kind of house you put in your vision board as a child because you think you are going to end up being a millionaire by the time you are thirty.I thank the driver for the lift as he helps me
Xena RemingtonI don’t think I’ve spoken more than ten words since yesterday. I was too lost. I absolutely despise Axel Lancaster for doing this to me. I am a good person. Such ungodly thoughts are wrong, especially about your boss, a man who is a part of the fucking mafia.Ugh.I’ve never been a highly sexual person like Zara. I’ve never talked about men in an overtly sexual way, the way Zara talks about her crush, Asher.What is it about these Lancaster brothers?Do they do this to every woman they come across?Having innocent women like me wrapped around their pinky finger.Consuming every thought by barely even doing anything.Thoughts keep rushing through my mind as I knock on Axel’s door.“Come in.” I groan internally as I hear his deep sexy voice.Why is this happening to me?I haven't even entered his office and he is already affecting me.“So I wanted to ask you, what my responsibilities would be.” I say in a curt tone. Wanting to end this conversation as soon as possible. I
Chapter 11 Xena RemingtonI kept fidgeting with my fingers as I sat on the couch, waiting for Axel to come down. I couldn’t get the flashes of everything that happened yesterday out of my head. I don’t know what was going on but ‘it was intense’.I had come to Axel’s penthouse again to bandage him up and I feel like I’ll have to keep doing this every morning for a week at least. Thank god, I broke up with Jerold before this happened because I have no idea how I would have explained why Axel’s driver is picking me up first thing in the morning and taking me to his house and not the office. I continued looking around like a lost puppy as I waited downstairs for Axel and kept wondering if I am going to change his bandages in the living room?“Oh Ms. Remington, you are here. You can go upstairs. His room is the first one on the left, you can’t miss it.” Mrs. Costanza says as she appears out of nowhere, making me quickly stand up on my feet to greet her.“Upstairs? His bedroom?” I ask n