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Chapter 27: Misunderstanding

Robbie's POV

This whole week I had been very busy. I wanted to visit Tony but I repressed the urge. I didn't want to barge in his place putting him in a spot. This time if I visit him, I will tell him beforehand so that he does not get stressed out. Although I am not sure he would willingly meet me. These thoughts, however, did not stop me from sneaking a peek at him when he was busy at work.

The work was getting hectic by the day. Tony and Shah were the only ones present heading the main kitchen that served our multi-cuisine restaurant, our executive lounge, and cafeteria. However, being the Sous chef, Tony and Shah also had to look over the side kitchen that served the coffee shop, In-room dining kitchen, pantry, and the kitchen for banquet events. I knew the burden of work would be too immense for Tony so I had given out orders for urgent internal transfer, ten days back. Thankfully, the employees were shifted quickly on such short notice. After I found out Tony hadn't even bothered taking a week off this week, I started to fear he might fall ill. I had asked Boris, my Executive Chef, to give out proper breaks for meals, check the employees' health, and make sure that everyone gets at least one day off a week.

I never knew Tony was such a workaholic. I had seen him work hard during school but I assumed that it was because he had to earn the money for college tuition. However, our company provides quite a hefty salary. In fact, it was more than the average salary of the chefs in the market, plus they are provided with all the benefits, accommodation, medical insurance, employee discount, bonus, etc, and yet, he was working like there was no tomorrow. Perhaps, it was because he had to take care of Twen. I would have happily helped him with anything he needed for raising Twen, but remembering my promise to not get close to Twen without him wanting me to, I backed off. It made me feel really impatient.

To divert my mind from these thoughts, I started taking updates of the properties of other cities. The winter might be a peak season in Warham but not in every other city. There is a sharp drop in tourist flows in cities that experience a freezing winter, and hotels are at times are forced to close due to extreme weather conditions. In winter, hotels of these regions experience a major loss and such losses are offset by profits made by hotels in these cities, but in summer it's the opposite. My concentration was broken by a call.

"Yes," I said picking up.

"Sir, the chairman is on the other line," the voice on the other side said.

"Connect him" I replied, wondering what work does dad has with me.

"Robbie" dad spoke in his usual business-like tone.

"Yes dad" I drawled.

"Do you remember the collaboration we are having with the Home Plaza?"

"Yes!"

"I would be visiting out of the country to attend the 'Global Corporate Event' during that time so, I won't be able to sign the deal. You have to follow it up. I will send you the details of the collaboration tomorrow. Look through it. You have a month and a half to prepare."

I was a little surprised to hear that he wants me to take up the merger deal as he had been making so much fuss about this Resort project. I asked in a doubtful tone,

"Are you sure about it? What about my Resort project?"

"Delegate your duties to the General Manager. Brief him about the ongoings and the responsibility he needs to take care of. Give him the handovers" Dad answered in a crisp precise sentence.

Why did dad hand this over to me now? He prepared for this merger for three months, and it is an ongoing process. The talk for acquisitions was still not over. At a time like this, he decided to hand the entire responsibility of the deal to me? Dad was a very particular person and liked to complete his work on his own, so it was peculiar that he was actually handing this deal halfway through. I can't refuse, so I said sighing,

"Email me the details. I'll take care of it"

"Good. I will ask Rogers to provide you all the hard copies. You will be taking over the negotiations on acquisition from here on."

"Yeah dad" I drawled, once dad finished.

"During work, refer to me as chairman, not dad." Dad sternly replied and disconnected without bothering to hear my reply.

"Yes, chairman" I spoke to the dial tone.

Dad is always like this. If it is not business, then he would barely exchange any word with me. I don't recall the last time he spoke something familial or affectionate to me.

I looked at the time. I had a meeting scheduled right after lunch. I quickly got ready, pulled the blazer over my shoulder, latched my wristwatch, and rang the bell for my personal assistant, Jane. She quickly walked in and took up the files and the bag that will be required for the meeting. She was a lady in her early thirties, bespectacled, dark hair in a tight bun, skinny, and sharp features. She was very efficient in her work. I liked her as she was not nosy and interfering. I called my chauffeur as I was leaving my office, to bring my car and we took the elevator to the parking area. As we drove off, I saw Tony's Toyota parked with other cars and smiled thinking.

'The next time we meet, hopefully, we could at least sit and have a cup of coffee'

I didn't expect my thoughts to come true in such a twisted manner!

In the evening of that same day, as I returned to my office after my meeting to update my conclusion, I heard Sarah calling me. Although I rejected her many times, she would not leave me alone. No matter what mom said, this was really bordering on harassment. Alphas are generally very prideful but her behavior doesn't portray it at all. I ignored her and started towards the elevator but she grabbed hold of my arm which I quickly removed. I was already exhausted when she appeared and now I felt incredibly angry. I hissed in an irritated tone,

"Sarah, I think I made myself very clear. Stop being so pushy"

She frowned looking a little upset and angry, "Pushy? Is it now a crime to meet with one's fiance?"

Fiance?!! How many times have I told her that our engagement is dissolved? She was still under the impression that we were engaged. I opened my mouth to retort but was interrupted by a loud GRRRRR of a car speeding. I froze, shocked, as I watched Tony's car drive away. I forgot all about Sarah's presence and hurried towards it calling loudly, "TONY" but the car vanished, in a matter of few minutes.

The sudden turn of events left me flustered. Just when I had made up my mind to earn his trust, I lost it without having earned the slightest bit of it. I wanted to start building our relationship, at least be his friend and well-wisher, and right before my eyes, I saw the prospects turning dark.

What should I do?

How do I explain all this to him?

I have to do something. I am not going to stand here and watch my second chance slipping away.

I turned around, asked my chauffer to leave the car, and was about to seat behind the wheel when a hand grabbed hold of me.

"Where are you going? I came specifically to meet you" Sarah said, her voice higher than normal.

It was all her fault. Following me like a shadow and not leaving me alone. Whether or not she acted on dad's instructions, but now because of her, I have no hope of salvaging my relationship with Tony. If only she had accepted my refusal to marry her, this wouldn't have happened. With venom spitting from my eyes, I glared at her. She left my hand, looking astonished. I raged,

"Sarah, are you DUMB?? Can't you understand, I don't love you and neither do I wanna marry you!! LEAVE ME THE F**KING ALONE"

I saw her looking extremely hurt by my words but frankly, I couldn't care less. She had pushed me too far. For the sake of our childhood friendship, I tried being as polite to her as possible but she just doesn't seem to get the message. She had been clinging to me like a pest since last year.

"Do you love someone else?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"YES, I DO!" I yelled, "I LOVED HIM FOR THE LAST EIGHT YEARS AND I WILL FOREVER LOVE HIM ONLY!!"

Sarah's face turned ashen. Her eyes started watering as she said in a bitter voice, "HIM??"

"HIM" I retorted, "Now if you have any shame, stop imposing your presence on me" I harshly told her off, got in the car, and banged the door close on her face.

She didn't stop me anymore. As I drove off, I saw her in my rearview mirror. She was still standing in the same position, her hair covering her face. I couldn't bring myself to feel sorry for her. She really went too far this time.


Chapter 28: Caught by Surprise

Warning: Scene of attempted forced sex

Robbie POV

I accelerated to catch up with Tony. The road was not as packed as it normally is. I had two glasses of wine during the meeting, so it was good that it was not packed. To top it off, all the work and drama that took place made me feel tired, sleepy, and dizzy. My mind was racing with several questions and emotions as I was driving.

Why was this happening?

All I wanted was to be with Tony. I even gave up the idea of wanting him as my mate and just hoped that we could at least be friends and I could support him but…

Ever since we met, it has been a roller coaster of a ride. I was never able to speak to Tony without it escalating into a dispute.

I truly did not lie to you, Tony… I really did not...

I noticed my hands have turned cold. My vision was turning slightly blurry. My headache almost caused me to crash into another car as I held my head.

Forcing myself to ignore the throbbing pain in my head, I concentrated on the road. Fifteen minutes later, I reached the staff quarter where Tony stayed. After parking the car, I jumped down from it and ran up two steps at a time. Reaching outside Tony's door, I swayed a little as my vision got hazy again. I exhaled internally, trying to calm myself. I have to explain everything. I won't let this misunderstanding break us apart. I stretched my hand to rang the bell when,

"Don't! You will wake Twen up" I heard Tony's voice behind me say.

I quickly turned around to see Tony sitting on the stairs looking at me. He looked miserable. His hair was disheveled, his pretty eyes were puffy with dark circles, and his shirt was half out of his jeans. He got up slowly and came face to face with me.

"I thought you might come so I waited outside. You were faster than I thought" Tony said in a hollow voice.

"Tony" I started but found myself at a loss for words. I didn't know how to start explaining. He walked past me and unlocked the door.

"I did not think that you will leave your fiancee standing. Then again, you abandoned someone you got pregnant, I guess this gesture isn't that big of a deal" Tony said with a touch of sarcasm

These words triggered me. I wanted him to know that I have no relation with Sarah. There was no one in my life other than him. I stretched my hand and turned him around. It was difficult for me to see his face clearly but his scent was unmistakable. Somehow, his smell was too tempting today. Not only it escalated my headache but it was also arousing me. I left him and stepped back. I have come to tell him the truth and clear the misunderstanding. The last thing I wanted is for him to think I am a horny brat trying to take advantage of him to make him believe my words. I ended up holding my forehead. I was a lightweight but I never got drunk in two glasses of wine. This was not good.

"What is wrong with you? Is it some stupid ploy to gain my sympathy?" Tony asked.

Though his words sounded critical, I could still hear the concern underneath them. He is too soft. He could have easily got inside the house and slammed the door on my face. However, he noticed that I was not feeling well and got concerned. How could he stay so pure and affectionate after everything he had gone through?

"I had two glasses of wine. I guess the wine was too strong so I am a little dizzy" I explained.

"Come inside, I will get you a soup to heal your hangover"

I got inside behind him and sat on the couch. I leaned back and closed my eyes. My headache was killing me, but what pained me more was that Tony was upset because of me again. Yet, he cares about my headache enough to invite me in. He should have left me to suffer as I did with him!! What an idiot!!

I opened one eye to see what Tony was doing. I saw him coming out of the washroom after getting refreshed. He tip-toed to the door of Twen's bedroom and peeked in. Looking satisfied, he closed the door very softly. Then he walked back out and went inside the kitchen. I closed my eyes again until I heard a 'clink' of a china bowl being placed on the table in front of me. I sat up to see Tony standing before me and saying very formally,

"Drink it hot. It will help you with your headache."

I picked a spoonful and gulped it down. It was too hot, it burnt my tongue. Tony had a coffee mug in his hand and was sipping on it quietly. I placed the spoon back in the bowl and mumbled,

"She is not my fiancee. We never even formally got engaged. As soon as it was proposed, I canceled it."

Tony looked at me with a mocking smile and said sourly,

"Is it just me or have you gotten better at lying?"

"I am telling you the truth," I said feeling more helpless than ever.

"Have your soup, boss. You must be very tired of living a dual life and telling so many lies." Tony mocked, sipping on his coffee.

I have never seen Tony act this way. His every word was like a burning arrow piercing my chest. I clutched my fist tightly. Though we were sitting so close, I felt we were miles apart. All my efforts to close in the distance went down the gutter. Tony no longer believes me.

I lost all interest in drinking the soup letting my headache throb its way to my whole body. I tried again speaking in a hushed voice, afraid I will wake Twen up.

"Please believe me" I almost pleaded

"Robbie, just tell me what you want instead of beating around the bush. What are you trying to achieve by all this?" Tony asked looking at me.

"I just want to be with you and Twen," I mumbled.

Tony closed his eyes and sighed. He looked at me and then the soup bowl. He spoke in a dull tone,

"Since you are not interested to disclose your motive, just have the soup and leave. I don't have the strength to participate in your games"

I looked at him with a sinking feeling. His voice sounded so distant, there was not a tinge of the old familiarity. He appeared to have given up on me. I felt a strong wave of hopelessness wash over me. Is it really going to be over like this?

I held his hand as he was about to go to the kitchen and looked straight into his almond eyes.

"Ever since we met again, I did not lie to you. Not even once" I spoke seriously and truthfully.

Silence greeted my words. I saw Tony look at me for a while before wordlessly pulling his hand away. I saw him go to the kitchen and then to his room. I remained sitting there for a long time staring at the soup. I bowed my head and picked up the spoon again gulping down few more spoonfuls. It had gotten cold. I got up, feeling defeated. I decided to see him once before I leave because I did not know if he will ever meet me again. The moment I got up a wave of nausea took over. I forced it down and walked to Tony's room. I saw him kneeling down in front of a shelf, with a drawer open and him searching something frantically. He had changed into an oversized T-shirt and loose pants. He didn't hear me enter until I was right beside him. Fear filled his wide eyes as he stared at me.

Since my head was so full of miserable thoughts that I didn't immediately register his expression. I blinked to see him clearly. He looked strange. Though his eyes were full of fear, his face and neck were red, his breath was coming in gushes and there was a bit of sweat on his forehead.

I was just wondering what was going on when I caught a whiff of a smell that turned my mind blank immediately. It was a smell I can never forget. It was this that led to all the in-moment decisions that I took. It was Tony's heat pheromones. With my headache and slight drunkenness, I got completely overwhelmed by the overpowering desire taking over my mind. I felt all my reasoning and senses leaving my head and losing control.

Before I knew what I was doing, I caught hold of Tony's oversize t-shirt and started kissing him aggressively. One of my hands crept beneath his t-shirt exploring his chest while the other held his wrist. I felt Tony's hand on my chest and face, resisting but just barely. Pulling Tony by the waist, I pushed him down on the floor. I held his wrist above his head with one hand and with the other pulled his t-shirt up...

Are both of us doomed to always meet such a sad fate?

Was it again going to end with me hurting Tony?


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