A young man was seated behind his desk. The square specs on his face reflected the light from his desktop. He spun his chair left to right as his hand rapped on his desk. Work had never been so boring for him.
He stood up from his seat and looked around the different cubicles. "Coffee anyone?"
"Me too! Thanks R.J", One person shouted as they kept their eyes peeled on their monitor.
"I'm good", another one shouted.
R.J turned to leave after the rest of the team didn't respond. That meant one coffee for him and his friend. He scanned his ID before the glass doors slid open. Right above the doors were bold letters in black written: PUBLIC ACCESS CENTER UNIT.
This department had their pantry right outside their offices on the same floor. R.J used an Expresso machine to make two coffees before he walked back to his office. He gave his friend one cup. He shook his head in amusement when his friend sniffed the pleseant aroma and rolled back their eyes in pleasure.
"Thanks R.J", she said before taking a sip.
"Sure thing B", he said after a chuckle.
He too needed his coffee to get through the day. He made to walk to his desk when something caught his eye. He leaned over her chair before pointing at her screen using the same hand that held his coffee.
"Hey! Be careful!" she snapped at his carelessness.
"What's this?" He said totally ignoring her snappiness.
She looked at her screen where he had pointed. It was on a list of unopened email on one side of the monitor.
"Oh, that? It could just be one of those tips we receive. The ones that aren't eve-"
"Open it", he said with apparent impatience.
"Okay?" She felt awkward but went ahead anyway. They both read the message contents and she stood up from shock!
Thud!
A pain filled grunt along with the sound of glass breaking was heard. She gasped along with everyone when she found R.J holding his nose with his head tilted back. His coffee was spilled on the floor and his mug shuttered. She cupped her mouth as she looked at him in horror.
"Inform the Director!" he said.
"R.J I didn't mean to", she pleaded.
"Not for me! He needs to see that", he managed to point at her desktop.
She looked at the monitor then back at him. Twenty minutes later, they were in the directors office. R.J had a cotton bud stuffed in his bloody nose but stood in a respectful stance and beside him was B mirroring his stance. Their director, an older aged woman, sat with a contemplative look as she stared at her monitor. They had just brought up the email B had received.
"Isn't this the case Hot Head is handling?" The director asked.
"It is ma'am", B replied.
"How credible is this information?" She asked while pointing at the monitor.
"We haven't screened it yet but thought to show you first", R.J replied.
"Then do so. Contact our legal attachés in Italy. We don't want to go out on a false lead", she said.
"Yes, ma'am", the two responded in unison.
At Frost Corporation
A few top officials were in a meeting with the Chairman and CEO. Zach sat at the head seat with Xavier on his right and George on his left. It was a slow day and quite hot.
Bottles of water placed in front of everyone were either empty or half way done. The AC had been turned down but the men and women still sweated out. Or was it the discomfort coming from Zach's unapproachable aura?
He had been in a fowl mood since the other day's incident. Truth be told, he was worried about George's mission. If he was really busted, it would compromise his relationship with Amy. 'How do I stop this?' he mused in irritation.
Xavier who saw this gently slammed the table to get everyone's attention. "How about we pick up from this tomorrow?"
Zach only stood up in response and left without another word. Everyone breathed out a sigh in relief and left after the three men. Xavier run after his brother and soon walked by his side.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked. When he didn't get a reply, he turned to George. "What's wrong with him?"
George only rushed forward to open the door for his boss as they had reached his office. Miss Courtney rushed forward with a huge box in hand. Xavier smirked when he caught the deliberate bounce of her tits as she run.
"Oh? Miss Courtney, what do you have there?" His eyes were on her chest.
The woman blushed as she followed after the three men into Zach's office. If only Zach could give her the attention Xavier does once in a while, it would bless her soul.
"It's a package for Mr. Frost. We already had it screened sir", she said in a shy voice.
George reflexively took the box. It was in the color of a matte black and had a huge J symbol in gold italics. The box looked chic yet mysterious. He opened it and found a black card on top of white wrapping paper. Inside the little card were words written in gold italics.
"'To hubby, From Baby'. Are you sure it's-" his curious question was interrupted when the card and and box were taken from him.
Zach had taken both the box and card and walked to the lounge. Xavier sat by his side curious to see what was inside. Everything inside was midnight black themed, the shirt was a turtle neck in black, his jacket was also black with delicate golden floral patterns falling from the shoulders to his mid chest where there was a single gold button, the trousers were all black. Xavier picked up a little black box and opened it to reveal cufflinks that looked like tiny black globes with a letter J inside written with gold dust.
"Whoa!" Xavier stared in astonishment. He had never seen something so beautiful. "Who's this fro....", His question faltered when he saw Zach smiling as he looked at the card. Xavier chuckled as he smacked his brother's shoulder. "You lucky bastard!"
Zach glared at him which made Xavier clear his throat awkwardly. A thought crossed his mind as he looked at his brother. "But don't you think the roles have been reversed?"
"I don't mind", was his simple answer. He didn't mind being spoiled by his wife. It only meant he would spoil her a million times more. He smiled at this thought. "Get out."
Although he was kicking them out, the smile on his face said otherwise about his mood. Xavier nodded away as he got up. "Yes, yes. We'll leave you to talk to your wife!"
George sighed as he dragged out the obviously broken hearted Miss Courtney. She stared at the box in resentment. Had she known and if not for the security in their building, she would destroyed that box. But she hand delivered it herself just so Zach could see her in the tight dress she wore. But as usual, he didn't spare her a glance. Worse with the package's arrival, she could forget about him knowing of her existence. And when did he get a girlfriend? How rich is she to afford a suit from Js? A few of the elite can afford such a brand.
Once the door was closed, Zach got his phone out to email his wife. It had become a norm that she would secure an audio connection instead of the emails. He started to compose a text when a message from an unknown contact name number arrived.
Unknown: Miss me?
Deep down, he could guess who it was. But he had no time to entertain this person. He continued to compose the text when another message came in.
Unknown: Seems like we'll be seeing each other sooner than I thought.
He looked in the direction of the door to his office where he could hear his brother talking to his secretary. A worried expression settled on his features.
'Does Xav know?'
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