WHITNEY

This man was a wound though I was eager to know why he convoked a special meeting and he had insisted on it being this day.

Everything was in hurry, he seemed to be important by the way he had insisted.

The mansion was very huge and most attractive than what we had, a very huge one, it look like a paradise, but the most intriguing part was how everyone was looking at us.

Were there all working for him, were there a family? and I could swear I have heard about some of them calling us "Human" as Addams himself had already said at the gym. They were very weird.

I wasn't sure nom had heard about it, otherwise, she would have already talked about it.

'I will discover what this man is trying to hide' I mumbled to myself.

"Are you sure everything is going well?" this son of bitch asked, driving others to glance at me. He pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Something seems not to be ok?" It was rhetoric I didn't need an answer.

"You seem to have an issue by the way you are lost in your thought," he asked with his angel look expressing how much he cared about my state.

"It is none of your business his majesty"

He made a smirk"I will steal it" I didn't understand what he wanted to mean at first then I remembered he was referring to my heart.

As I understood, I couldn't retain the blush coming up my cheeks.

'I hate you ' I whispered to myself.

I couldn't understand why, but his father hadn't the same facial expression he usually had toward him.

"Hey, the two of you, remember we are in the same hall please" Mom's voice put an end to this tease he was trying to create.

He sat right on his sit and continued " As I was saying, I need everyone to approve my conditions before I could collaborate with you"

"Those means you will abandon your post if we don't agree to your clauses?" mom asked surprised, and willing to know about these clauses.

"If he wants to find a reason to quit his job then let him go. Mr. Wilson will occupy the head of the post as it was at the beginning" I said looking at him to make him understand he wasn't indispensable for this business to work.

I didn't like the way he looked at me, as if every word I uttered, every reply made him love me the more. With such tenderness in his gaze yet I knew all of it was simulated, he was as sadist as his father was, and I have witnessed it at the gym.

"Let me inform you about something my Luna first of all if I left this business you will never earn the income you should. I am the best in the state of New York in the domain of industrial management. You won't find somebody as talented as I am"

"And secondly you are the one who needs to do this investment, we are not lacking investors then if you don't want to cooperate I will look for someone else with who I will do this investment" he became more serious.

I looked at Mr.Wilson, claiming his intervention, but he made no reply as if Addams detained this privilege.

"We aren't gathered here to fight, just continue, let us know what will be these famous clauses" Mr.Wilson finally uttered something, ending this session of argument.

His father had ruined my life as if it wasn't easy, and his son after him decided to repeat the scene.

Was it a curse? I knew the karma existed maybe it was the effect of it maybe I paid for something my parents have done.

It was the rational meaning I could find.

"Okay, let me share the contract with you" he stood and walked to a table not far from where we were sitting and went back with three documents.

He had prepared everything, what could it be, the hall was filled with a feeling of suspense as he advanced step by step toward us.

He was a fucking son of bitch 'I hate him ' I mumbled again despite all his gorgeousness.

My heart was pounding harder inside my chest after every footstep he did.

He gave a document to each of us, and sat with a glass of wine, he looked at us reading the damn contract.

"Hell no" I was the first to react after reading one of his conditions, this man was crazier than what I fancied. It wasn't a joke when he talked about being a stalker

He was sitting with his head supported by his two hands with this look of satisfaction as if he had attained what he foresaw.

Mom at a moment just lifted her glance to look at him before bestowing her attention on the document again.

His father on his side didn't make any reply, he made nothing, he was quiet and read with huge attention.

"Never, never, never" I protested firmly, he crossed his hand and didn't open his mouth looking at us.

"I can't respect a clause like this one. This isn't a contract it is a fucking harassment".

"Mr. Wilson this won't work sorry, but if he insists we will be obliged to break the partnership if it is what is necessary" mom clarified.

"I will be lenient, I can offer you to do some modifications, but you won't change the conditions, you will arrange it as it will be pleased and easy for you" he expressed his humanity, how full of goodwill he was.

"It won't work anymore if it is your way to get my heart I find it miserable," I said angrily.

"I don't want to get it my Luna, I will steal it without your permission" he smirked

"Sorry, but I won't have something to deal with you" I declared.

He stood nonchalantly and went without any other words leaving us with the contract.

"What the hell?" I cried out. Days were going from bad to worst.