J.K. Raymonds is a Lady?

Ricky Mears stepped into the hallway which had the signpost "private" on it. Just as he was midway into the hallway, two security officers in uniform walked past him, their eyes cast downwards. They didn't even notice that a trespasser was walking in the private hallway, and walked past him without a question.

He shrugged, knowing that whatever that had saddened them wasn't his business. Straightening his suit, Ricky pushed open the door where a young lady sat with a phone in hand. She dressed professionally in a black suit and took down notes. Her face a description of seriousness.

Noticing his presence, she mouthed "I will speak to you later" and stood, offering him a polite smile.

"Good morning, sir. Do you have an appointment with the CEO?" She asked. The smile on her face appeared practiced, like a soothing balm offered to irritating clients.

Ricky wondered if she had read the impatient expression in his eyes, and again felt impressed inwardly at the good selection of the employees. Regardless of his assholish  personality, as a businessman, he recognised the importance of hiring polite receptionists and assistants.

He quickly waved the thought off, he hadn't come here to fucking acknowledge the CEO's effort. He was on a mission, and not succeeding wasn't an option.

"No, but I will see the CEO, now" Ricky replied arrogantly, his chiselled jaw and cheeks twitching slightly in impatience.

"Forgive me sir, but it is against the policy to allow a visitor in without an appointment. Perhaps if you give me your name, I will call to request for permission." She said again, in her all professional voice, though he didn't miss the hint of female appreciation in her eyes as she looked at him.

Without another word, he handed his card over to her and watched her eyes widen with shock. 

Ricky stifled a smile; he always revelled in moments like this when he was recognised as the Ricky Mears they'd obviously heard tales about. She excused herself and quickly placed a call, holding the telephone tightly with both hands.

"Hello President. Mr. Mears is here, and is requesting to see you." She paused, muttering something beneath her breath which Ricky couldn't understand. After a short while, she nodded and dropped it.

"Sorry sir, but you have to wait here for a while. The president is busy now. If you could just have a seat and-" 

"What the...?" Ricky couldn't believe what he had just heard. He never waited for anybody, especially after handing his business card over to them in revelation of his identity. Why then would he start to do that now?

He frowned in anger and sat down with a loud thud, tapping his feet on the desk impatiently. The assistant excused herself and went into a  pair of glass doors, while he watched and waited in anger.

Ten minutes passed, and yet there was neither any sign of the CEO, nor the assistant. He waited a little while longer before his control snapped and he stood, walking through the doors he had seen the petite assistant open.

"What the..." He muttered as soon as he came in. A board meeting was going on, with a woman dressed in navy blue suit sitting at the edge. Was that the second secretary of the CEO? He wondered, ignoring the numerous pairs of eyes that watched him in surprise and made his way further into the large white decorated conference hall.

"Mr. Mears, weren't you directed to wait outside?" The woman spoke then, her voice, cool and detached. Ricky was taken aback for a full minute.

She knew his name, and yet dared call him with that tone of aloofness? She must have gotten a lot of guts from the CEO to talk to him that way, Ricky thought, ignoring her and walking to the other edge where he took a seat.

"Mr. Mears, I do not tolerate this kind of behaviour from clients, leave before I make security lead you out." 

Now, that had Ricky snapping his head in anger, who the hell was this person whose highest position would be a board member, to talk to him in that manner, as though he were a kid?

"Let's see how good you are with your threat little secretary, to talk to Ricky Mears that way." A sudden gasp escaped from everyone's lips in the hall, he wondered why they all stared at him in shock. Well, whoever the woman was, she had done well to put fear into them, but that wasn't to work on him.

Just then, she stood and maintaining eye contact with him, walked towards him. It was then that Ricky noticed her endless long legs which moulded her curvaceous body into perfection.

She was a knock out, totally the type he would love in his bed, except that her feisty attitude didn't match those of his women. He liked them submissive while writhing beneath him...

 She kept her thin lips set in a determined way as she walked towards him, her steps measured and coordinated. He made a mental note to invite her over after meeting with the CEO, he could already envision her long legs wrapped around his waist, her lips...

"Mr. Mears, my eyes are upwards." She didn't look offensive as she said it, pointing at her face, her brown eyes were set and defiant,  ready for an argument.

Forcing his eyes back to her face, Ricky snapped. "Now I do not have time for games ms. I demand to see the CEO of this corporation now." 

"Too bad, you are looking at her. Nice to finally meet you in person, Mr. Mears." 

Ricky's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the hand she extended towards him in confusion. His brain was trying to register it, but his mind simply refused to work.

"J. K. Raymonds?" He looked around the room in confusion, expecting to see an old man to come out and tell him it was only a joke.

"Jade Kimberly Raymonds, and to what do I owe this visit?"