Kapitel 3: Angels are a Level Hotter than Demons

"Mmmppohh." Edward mockingly uttered before he continued speaking. " And that's because your father was busy screwing the cook in your mother's absence, right?"

"Don't you dare, Edward!" Bruce replied with anger emerging from his voice.

"So, the Almighty Bruce can be hurt. Who could have thought? And he happens to be a mum's pet as well. Whoa!" Edward was on a mockery streak and he was finding pleasure in every word he said.

"There's only two ways this ends, and none of them ends with you standing upright and keeping that ugly smile on your face" Bruce replied with a fierce expression.

"Ohhh! What are you gonna do? Tell mummy to come smack my ass or to come watch you take on me with those muscles?" Edward laughed maniacally as he spoke.

Bruce didn't take these words lightly as his countenance was as if hell had found a home in his eyes as he began to clench his fists preparing for a fiery knockout of one of Edward's teeth.

While he was in this split second of premeditation and executing it on Edward's face, Melissa stormed the room swiftly and she panted right on entry.

"Bruce, you have a call and it's urgent" Melissa said as Bruce turned his face away from Edward and towards her. That pacified the rage he felt in that moment, and Edward recognised that he had to leave now or continue with this altercation which might end with him nursing bruises given his physique in proportion to Bruce's.

Edward stormed out and slammed the door hard behind him. Melissa did not have a message for Bruce. She had been listening in when she didn't see Bruce step out of the room and she came in to intervene and this was a rescue mission that came in handy for Bruce.

"Thank you, Melissa. Thank you, really" Bruce said as he adjusted his tie firmly around his collar and she packed his bag for him as they headed to the elevator.

Upon their ride in the elevator, Bruce looked towards her without really knowing whether or not to say anything.

"How much of that did you hear?" Bruce asked as he was curious.

"Mmmm….just the one part where he said something about you being handsome and having Superman muscles." Melissa said with a broad smile that almost actualised into a laugh.

Bruce found her expression and the words she uttered right here funny and he laughed, maybe a little harder than he'd have wanted.

After Bruce laughed, Melissa had to stop her laugh abruptly too as they both put on their work faces very quickly again as the elevator doors opened.

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It was 5:09 PM and Melissa stepped into Bruce's office about to inform him that she was leaving for the day. While she stood, waiting for him to get off his phone to give her an audience, a message entered Bruce's phone. It was a picture, and not just any picture. It was a steamy nude picture of Georgina Capaldi, a Brazilian model he once had an affair with, and to him, she was no more than a streak of good nights of pleasure and ecstasy.

Attached to her photo was her address which she pinned in the GPS. Clearly, she was in New York and she wanted to hookup or hang out with him, and Bruce was not the type to grace such invitations. He thought about what to do, but couldn't think of anything instantly.

He raised up his head and saw Melissa had been standing there,not wanting to interrupt him.

"I'm leaving already. I've emailed you the schedule for the meetings next week and I've attended to all the calls and appointments as you requested." Melissa said.

If there was one thing Bruce admired about Melissa, it was her dedication to work with utmost consistency. In that moment, it became clear to him what he had to do.

"Melissa, do you have plans for tonight?" Bruce asked without much of an expression on his face.

Melissa was stoked. She was literally having a serotonin erection in her head as he had never asked her anything pertaining to her private life before.

"No. I don't. I'm free…" Melissa said with a smile of a two year old as she unconsciously tucked her right hair behind her ear.

"Okay. How about we have dinner together and a few drinks, maybe?" Bruce replied.

"Errrmmm" Melissa was having one of her "he makes me stutter" moments and Bruce decided to help her out.

"Great! I'll text you the address. See you there" Bruce said before returning to his phone to reply Georgina.

Melissa was throwing an exciting circus in her head. Did Bruce just ask her out? She was a lot more awkward than she'd have envisaged as she kept blushing from ear to ear as she walked out of his office.

"Meet me here at 8 tonight" Bruce sent this message to Georgina and locked his phone's screen right after and packed his bag to leave work for the day.

Bruce headed home in his Fancy and yet luxurious red Sports car. He hit the bathroom, and came out with water dripping from his hair and down his back with his towel wrapped around his waist which curved right below the bodily wonder of his six packs.

After about an hour, he stepped out of his room with a brown jacket that smelt like lavender and chocolate mist. He walked towards the mini bar he had in his house right behind his large living room and poured a single malt scotch whisky into a glass which he shook slightly, inhaled and drank.

He let out a sigh. "That should do." He said to himself as he got up from the seat and grabbed his car keys from his table.

"Vrrooom" his car let out a wild sound as he zoomed out of his garage and headed to the bar.

Upon his arrival at the bar's entrance, he got out of his car with the valet approaching him with a warm smile which Bruce reciprocated. He put off his jacket and handed it to the man who stood right by the door and headed to the spot he had reserved- a table for two.

While he sat, two waitresses came towards him, with one heavily flirting as she walked.

"What would you be having tonight, Handsome?" The redhead waitress asked to the anger of the other waitress who walked away in annoyance.

"Water is fine for now. Thank you. My guest is yet to arrive." Bruce replied as he barely looked at her in the eyes but focused on her hair and height.

"Okay." She said with an ecstatic pitch as she walked away from him to get his order.

As her foot steps receded, Bruce checked his phone and still had not gotten a message from Melissa explaining why she hadn't showed up 10 minutes into the appointment. He was not angry but he was feeling irked about this.

While he shut his phone's lockscreen, releasing a deep breath and slightly shaking his head, someone got closer to his table. His head was bent towards the ground, so the first thing he noticed were her nice red heels as he traced his vision to her beautiful legs and right above her knees was a black coloured gown.

Still in awe of this sight, he had failed to recognise that this was a person, at least not until she cleared her throat hoping to get his attention to her face.

Bruce immediately got himself together from whatever lust was filling his mind and looked up to her. This was Melissa and Bruce was shocked at how stunning she looked outside work.