8. Alexander

"Mr. Storm you have a call on line 5." Jessa's voice rang through the speaker and I sighed taking my glasses off before racking over to the phone.

"Did you ask who it was?" I asked before I picked up the line.

"It's a Mr. Jenkins." She replied and with that, I picked the line on.

"Storm speaking," I answered the call.

"Hello Mr. Storm, this is Ruben Jenkins speaking." the male stated and I rolled my eyes since I already knew that.

"How are you, Mr. Jenkins?" I asked instead and I could hear voices on the other side before he was back on.

"I'm great. I was just calling to see if we can have a meeting." he said and I raised a brow.

"And what about?" I asked.

"It's about an office I want to build," he said and I hummed.

"We can do a video call as I'm currently working on a project here and I can't abandon it," I said. 

"I rather it be in person Mr. Storm. I hear that you're working on this project with none other than Mr. Montgomery isn't that right? I'm more than positive that Mr. Montgomery can handle the project for a few days while we discuss my project" he said making me clench my jaw at his stupidity. Does he expect me to just drop everything just for him? He's dumber than I thought he was.

"If you had done your research in regards to my company, Mr. Jenkins, then you would know that I don't drop everything in the middle so you either take my offer about having this so-called meeting over a video call or you can find someone else that can build your office for you," I said and I could hear his chair squeak under pressure as he moved. I hate when people tell me to do things and then become angry when I tell them no. I'm not some guy that you can boss around and expect things to go your way.

"And like I stated before Mr. Storm, I would like to speak with you in person and not through a screen" he retorted making me roll my eyes.

"Then I believe you should find a new company to work with" I answered and didn't give him time to argue adding, "I don't particularly like working with assholes who demand that I drop my work just to satisfy them. So if you wish for my company to build you your office or whatever you wish to build then you would understand that I take projects when clients agree to my terms. I already have my schedule packed with projects to last me two or three years so losing you as a client won't hurt my bank account. Have a good rest of your day Mr. Jenkins."

I hung up before he could say anything else and rubbed my face. Once David and I finished building the restaurant for Mr. Giménez and Miss Rogers, I'll be working on a new project that is due to begin construction at the end of the year so I'll be busy working on that to work on any other projects. I turned on my seat and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the city that was covered in a blanket of snow.

It's been snowing heavily for the past several days and in those days I haven't left my office due to the roads being dangerous to drive in and because I wanted to get as much work done as possible before the holidays. The roads had become vacant due to the snowstorm that was broadcasted to fall in the next couple of hours. Sighing, I pressed the button on the phone to call Jessa who picked up the line.

"Yes, Mr. Storm?" She asked.

"Do I have any more calls or messages?" I questioned and I could hear her flipping pages before speaking up.

"No, Mr. Storm. Your meeting this morning was all you had for the day due to the weather. I sent you a few contracts that a few potential clients have sent for you to look over" she said before adding, "Oh and Mr. Montgomery called to remind you that you have a meeting with him, Mr. Giménez, and Miss Rogers tomorrow afternoon to look over the blueprints of the building."

"Anything else?" I asked hoping to hear that Katerina had called but my hopes were crushed when she replied.

"That's all Mr. Storm." Sighing I thanked her and told her to get home before the storm hit and I could hear her uncertainty before thanking me. Looking at the clock on my desk, I saw it was already half past 3 and decided to call it a night and shut my laptop off. I walked across the room and pressed a small button on the wall that opened up to reveal my secret room and walked in, the lights shutting off behind me as I walked in.

My office door locks automatically every night at midnight so I have to lock it on my way out after I finish work. Running my fingers through my hair, I undid my tie and tossed it on the chair by the door along with my coat before walking to the bathroom to shower.

I turned the shower on as I undressed and as the water heated up, I brushed my teeth and used the toilet. After all that was set and done, I jumped in hissing at the burn of the water on my skin before relaxing as the water poured down my back relaxing my muscles. My mind went to three days ago after the doctor's appointment and Katrina's words.

Because that's who you are. A playboy.