The sun shines bright all over Vechester city, the highways are busy, the streets are full of walking people, and the workers do their works as usual.
Odessa took a deep breath before reading the article to the man in front of her, her boss who is sitting on his shiny black leather office chair facing the back direction of the office, as he looks over the city from the highest peak, the 35th floor of the building.
"Clyborne Golden Corporation is famously known as one of the biggest, most powerful, and successful corporations in the past few years until these days, they own the 5-star luxurious Golden Hotel, the expensive four Ideal Furnitures shop branches, the Clyborne Technology shop branch, the high 35-story Clyborne Golden Corporation building, and two 5-star Restaurants namely Perfect Delight and High Appetite. As of now, they are also about to launch the Clyborne Apparels entering the clothing market. But do you know about their CEO?" she paused and glanced at her boss who didn't say a word nor moved, she then continued.
"Scott Clyborne, twenty-five years old, running the corporation for seven years after he graduated college as a Summa cum laude at the age of eighteen, intelligent isn't he? He's not only intelligent, but he also has good looks: white milky skin complexion, short dark brown rolling comb-over hair, rectangular face with fine jaws, deep-set eyes of a rare color hazel, pointed nose, thin lips, standing six feet and four inches tall, with a hunk and medium muscular body. Very attractive, yet despite all of his perfections, there is a big flaw. He is a GAY!. No girlfriend ever since. No dating rumors. Again, He is a GAY!" after she finished reading she looked again at her boss waiting for a response.
"Is it the same author as last time?" Scott asked his Executive Assistant with his deep cold voice.
"Yes, Sir, it's still 'PinkRose'," she replied.
"That's the fourth strike for this month. How many have seen it?" he asked as he turned his chair around facing her.
"It was published three minutes ago on her website. When I read it, it still has zero reads," she calmly answered.
"Did you take care of it already?" giving her a serious look in the eyes.
"Yes, Sir, I contacted the corporation hacker to delete it." she proudly answered.
"Good job Odessa! Thank You!" he praised. "What's my schedule for today?" he added.
"You're going to meet Mr. Faulkerson by 8:30 a.m. at the 'Perfect Delight' Restaurant for his new proposal regarding the launch of Clyborne Apparels on August 16, 2021, and as a reminder Sir, it's July 31, 2021 today," she answered.
"Is that all Odessa?" he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"After that, you don't have any more appointments or meetings, but there are a lot of papers that need your approval and signature," she answered, looking on her record book of Scott's daily schedules.
"I see." said Scott, "Thank You," he added, smiling at Odessa.
"You're Welcome Mr. Scott," answered Odessa as she started walking out of Scott's office.
"Odessa, wait," Scott said while slowly standing up from his chair.
Odessa stopped walking and turned around on her boss. "What is it Mr. Scott? Do you need anything?".
"No. Ahem." Scott cleared his throat. "This is a weird question. "He chuckled. "How do I look today? Do I look like a gay to you?" looking at himself wearing a black suit, with a white long sleeve polo shirt and a red necktie inside, paired with shiny black leather shoes and a Golden Rolex watch at his left wrist.
"No, you don't look like a gay to me at all. You look great Mr. Scott, you always do," Odessa answered, looking at Scott from head to toe while stopping herself from drooling on her boss.
For four years of working as the Executive Assistant of Scott, Odessa developed a secret crush on him. It's always obvious on the way she looks at Scott or at times when her tongue slides giving clues yet Scott seems to just ignore her feelings.
"Thank You. I'm always conscious of how I look, I need to be neat, presentable, and elegant at all times because I'm a CEO," he explained.
"I understand you, Mr. Scott, I'm also always conscious of how I look. I dress well and put tons of make-up just for you." Odessa chuckled.
"For whom?" Scott raised his eyebrows.
"Uhmm... I-I me-ean, for the people that I encounter every day so that...that..." Odessa stuttered as she realizes that Scott has heard what she said. "I can look like a real human!" she added half yelling and awkwardly laugh afterward.
"You are funny." Scott laughed a bit. "I should be going now, to meet Mr. Faulkerson," he added.
"Alright Sir, your driver is at the parking lot and your bodyguards are outside the office, waiting for you," Odessa said pointing her index finger on the door.
"No, I'll be going alone," Scott answered. "I missed driving alone, I'm even scared that maybe one day I'll wake up and I don't know how to drive anymore because I'm being too dependent on my driver." he chuckled. "Just take care of my office while I'm out," he commanded.
"Okay Sir, I will," Odessa replied.
"Bye!" Scott walked out of his office heading to the parking lot.
He walked past his bodyguards, that were wearing black suits, shades, and with big muscular bodies with the same heights of six feet tall except for Brandon who is six feet and two inches tall. They followed Scott as he walked. They were six bodyguards, three each on the left and right walking after him.
"Stop." Scott commanded. "Stay here, I'll be going alone," he added.
"Bu--" the head bodyguard, Brandon didn't even finish what he was about to say.
"That's an order. I'll only be meeting Mr. Faulkerson, there's no need to worry," Scott strongly replied, raising a bit of his voice, and walked away.
He needed to raise his voice because he knew that Brandon would still insist if he didn't go strong on him.
***
Scott drove his beloved shiny white luxurious, four-seat sports car on the highways of Vechester City heading to "Perfect Delight" Restaurant. This is one of Scott's favorite cars among his seven expensive cars. He missed driving a lot since his driver, Albert had always driven him from work and appointments to home. Gladly, Albert agreed to Scott's request to drive alone today.
"Good Morning! Welcome to Perfect Delight." a female receptionist greeted Scott.
He walked along the restaurant looking for Mr. Faulkerson. As he walked by, all the women paused from what they were doing, staring at him like he was a supermodel, they were struck with his charm and left them in awe. The staffs were also whispering to each other noticing that it is the CEO of the corporation that owns their workplace.
"Scott, I'm here," Mr. Faulkerson raised his hand over.
"There you are," Scott smiled as he walked toward Mr.Faulkerson's table.
"How are you, man?" Mr. Faulkerson asked clenching his fist toward Scott for a fist bump.
"I'm good Mr. Faulkerson, and it seems that you are good too." Scott reaches out for the fist bump.
"Come on Scott, don't be too formal, were buddies. Enough of that 'Mr. Faulkerson' my ears hurt already hearing that in the office." Mr. Faulkerson laughed.
"Okay, Nick, whatever you want," Scott chuckled. "What do we have here?" he asked.
"We have these works that our fathers passed on to us, and these creamy Carbonaras because that's our favorite pasta, with cold colas and this proposal that I've got for the launch of our apparels," Nick humorously said.
They started eating and talking about Nick's proposal.
"Since we're entering the clothing industry, we should make our opening to be enormous, interesting, and unforgettable so that we can make a great impact on the people," Nick explained.
Nick leans forward on the table. "I propose that we hire female and male models to wear Clyborne Apparels walking all over the city, giving flyers to every person that they see on the launching day."
"That's a pretty new idea, I've never seen models who walk all over the streets, they just usually walk on fashion shows." Scott thinkingly replied putting his right hand on the lower part of his chin.
"And the best part is that..." Nick paused and gave Scott a playful look in the eyes.
"What?" Scott curiously replied.
"We will personally look for female models with amazing bodies, we can fulfill our eyes' hunger with their awesome big butts and you know what's next." Nick teasingly said as he moved his hands in the air forming a woman's Coca-Cola shape body.
"You're such a pervert," Scott smirked. "I'm too busy for that. You go and look for models while I'll tell Odessa to look for the males, " he added.
"Damn!" Nick uttered as he slightly slaps the table. "Now I'm starting to think that the gay rumors about you are true." he laughed.
Scott remained silent and gave Nick a darting look in the eye matching his serious face. Nick stopped laughing as soon as he saw Scott's reaction.
"I was just kidding man." Nick innocently said.
"I know." Scott coldly replied. "Submit your proposal presentation to the board meeting next week," Scott ordered.
"Sure, I'll be working on that, " Nick answered.
After finishing the discussion of Nick's proposal, they also finished their meal. Parting their ways outside the restaurant.
Scott returned to his office and did all the works that must be done, he signed over a hundred papers until night. Everyone must think that being a CEO is an easy job, but it isn't. As a hardworking CEO, Scott enters the office by 7:30 a.m. and leaves the office around 6:30-8:00 p.m. ranging to eleven hours or twelve and a half hours of working time.
"Finally, I'm done," Scott said to himself as he stands up from his chair to stretch his arms up.
He turned around and looked over the nighttime scenarios in the city through a huge thick transparent glass window wall. His office has the most beautiful view of the city. From it, he can see the nightlights, the unending traffic during pick hours, the people walking around like ants, and the night sky filled with stars.
Scott is enjoying the view as he always does every night. His usual day was about to normally end when his phone suddenly rings, he immediately answered it seeing that it's his father's number.
His eyes enlarged and he half yelled, "What happened to Dad!?"
