Chapter 27: ¢нαρтєя 27
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Now standing outside of Monreau Company I'm fascinated by the building's design and structure.
When I went inside I was once again fascinated by the interiors design. Everything was made of crystal glass. The desk, the doors, the walls, the floor.
Everything screamed money. I have never set my foot in here. This was my first time. Before I didn't have the reason to come here but now I do.
I was looking in awe. The time at his villa I didn't got to finish in having a tour around. I walked towards the front desk. I saw a lady dressed in revealing clothes.
Approaching her I saw a name tag in her dress. There were no other staffs around so I'm sure that she is the receptionist.
"Miss Santiana. Please tell me on which floor is the president at." I said politely. By the way she looked at me I didn't like her.
"Do you have an appointment with the president..?" She asked rudely.
"No." I said. I didn't think in it. I just thought in coming here to give a surprise visit to Fabian.
"I'm sorry miss. But you can't see the president if you don't make an appointment."
"But it's okay. I know the president." I tried to convince her to tell me but she just keep refusing in telling me.
I sighed out in frustration. "Young girls like you always say you know our president. Just go home you poor bitch." She said with a smirk.
What she said didn't bothered me when she is the one who should be treating people with respect.
I ignored her. I saw a young man coming out of the lift. I approached him and asked politely. "Excuse me, but do you know where is the president floor at..?"
Instead of answering he just brushed me off. Rude.
I turned around and bumped into someone. "Aaahhhhhhhh." Screamed the woman.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." I apologized and took a handkerchief out of the lunchbox I brought.
I raised my hand and tried to clean the coffee stain in her dress but she slapped my hand away. My hand stings a bit.
"You little ungrateful girl." She screamed at me. Now everyone that came out of the lift and some around came and looked at the situation.
Why was she making such a big scene just for a coffee stain..? Drama queen.
I just wanted to get out of this so I apologized again. "I'm sorry, miss."
"Sorry..? Look at my new Vangelo dress. Do you even know how much I paid for it..?" She snapped angrily. Vangelo dress is a new design my little uncle Angelo created. He only made three of them. And of course I had one.
"I'm sorry miss. I have one of Vangelo's dress. I can give you mine." I said softly.
"You..? You are such a cheap person. Giving me a false product of Angelo." She scoffed at me.
Now I was angry. Mostly no one here in Italy new the identity of the D'Oro's daughter. And me cheap..?
I can even have all the luxury I want. Who is she criticize me.
"Look at her dressed in a fake dress of Channel. And it's a new dress." She scoffed and continued saying. "Little girl, why did you came here..? This place is not meant for you."
"I came here to see someone I know." I said rudely. Respect is for people who deserves it.
"Oh, a relative. And who is that person..?" She asked with a smirk. God knows what's on that mind of her.
"Why should I tell you..?" I asked her rudely. If I were to tell her that I was here to look for Fabian she would laugh at me.
"If you don't tell us then you can't go inside." She said. Now everyone around us was whispering and murmuring.
"Look at her. All of her is fake." Murmured someone behind. "I bet she is a whore."
All of them criticizing me and saying rude comments. Yeah I was mad. Just wait till Fabian knows about this. They might as well get scared.
"If none of you won't show me the president's floor I'll go to find by myself." I sneered out loud.
No one said nothing. Some had a smirk plastered on their face and some sneered at me.
I went inside a lift and press the last floor which it was the sixty floor. I can see all those people going inside another lift through the glass elevator.
After five minutes the elevator ding. I was still mad. Right after I went outside the lift I saw the people from downstairs also coming out from the lift beside the one I went.
So now they wanted to follow me.
I ignored them and approached the lady sitting behind the only desk from this floor.
Seeing me approaching her she slowly got up and asked the same question as the receptionist. "Miss, do you have an appointment with the president..?"
Instead of answering her question I asked her. "Where is the president Monreau..?"
"He is having a meeting right now. Is there something you want..?" She asked politely. She knows how to do her job.
"Are you the president's assistant..?" I asked her politely.
"No miss, I'm his secretary." She replied.
"Where is the meeting room..?" I asked her impatiently. By now I will show those standing over there who I am.
She pointed her fingers to the room from the left corner. I made my way in long strides and burst inside the meeting room not caring to knock.
I was beyond mad at those who say nonsense about me. The secretary was the only who did her job well.
When I made my way inside I could feel the tension in the air. I looked at everyone sitting in the same table meeting. They were all sweating and they had a horrified face.
The one speaking his speech in the middle of the room was trembling and his face was pale. He will faint if he keep standing there like a statue.
And finally my eyes fell on the person I miss so much. Fabian was sitting in the head chair. He slowly raised his head and looking at my direction to see the person who dare to intrude.
When I saw his eyes it hold a killing intention but it went blank when he saw me. Our eyes locked together like one piece.
"Out." His cold voice resonating the room.
Everyone hurried out scared out of their life except me. The door closed and now were just alone in this room.
I stood here not moving nor saying something. "Angel, come."
I slowly went to him. I couldn't decipher his thoughts. His face was still blank and his voice cold.
I stood in front of him and he pulled me, making me sit on his lap. I yelped in surprise.
His face neared my neck and he let out small kisses trailing up my neck.
I shivered and my breath hitched. I bit my lip to stop myself from letting out lewd noises slipping from my mouth.
His kisses continued and I couldn't hold myself anymore. Thank god he stopped and I didn't moan out. I sighed in relief and panted lightly.
He leaned back in the chair and looked at me in the eyes. His eyes soft like every time he spent with me.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming..?" He asked softly and tilted his head to the side.
"I just wanted to surprise you." I said and rested my head on his chest.
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