Page 1 of The Boss

Chapter One

“Everett.”Her sultry voice pisses me off. “You need to relax.” She places her hands on the lapels of my suit jacket and presses her small tits against my chest.

I push her off me, sickened that she’s still at this shit. “How many times do I have to tell you, Zara, that you and I are never going to happen.” My tone is full of disgust and anger.

She takes a step backward, pain and hurt featured prominently on her face. Her eyes well with tears and I have to applaud the audacity of her. Feigning hurt to try and get me to change my mind. I always knew she was manipulative, but seeing it first-hand just reminds me why I never went there with her.

“You’d rather have that plain Jane than me?” She sounds confused as though she can’t fathom why anyone would want Saylor instead of her.

“Saylor is far from a plain Jane. She’s gorgeous, smart, and funny. That’s more than can be said about you.” I’ve never spoken like this to her before but the last time she tried to seduce me, Saylor saw and we almost lost our baby. For her to have the nerve to try and do it again just pisses me off.

Her face twists in disgust. “You’re only saying that because she’s pregnant.”

I raise a brow, how on earth does she know that? Saylor and I haven’t said anything at the office.

“Do you really think that bastard child is yours?” She lets out a fake laugh, it grates on me. “She’s just playing you, Everett, she wants your money and what better way, than to pretend that she’s pregnant with your child.” She shakes her head. “You’re so gullible.”

“You’ve been speaking to my mother.” My tone is hard. My hands are shaking I’m so angry. “Everything that you have spewed is exactly what my mother said last night.” I tut. “You’ve just proved why you’re single, Zara.”

Her face reddens. “Did you ever think that maybe we’re right?” She grins. “Since she’s got pregnant, she’s not been at work. Surely that should be enough for you to realize that she’s after your money.”

“Get out!” I demand. “Get your shit and get the fuck out of my office.” I’ve had enough. I’m going to make sure that she never steps foot in this office again, nor is she going to be anywhere near Saylor and I. I’ve let too much slide due to who her family is, who they are to my mother. It ends now.

Her eyes widen and she takes two steps backward. “Leave now or I’ll call security to have you escorted out.” This time my voice is controlled and very chilly, she knows that she’s fucked up by conspiring with my mother. Zara rushes out of my office, the door is left open and I watch as she grabs her purse and heads for the elevator. Now it’s time to make sure she never returns.

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Five hourslater and it’s done. Zara has been blacklisted from everything I own or have any sway over, she’s going to regret trying to damage my relationship with Saylor and calling my child a bastard. The business I have with her dad is now done and instead of being the better man, I decided that I’d show her just how far my power reaches. I bought her father's business out from under him, it’ll take a few weeks, maybe longer to finalize but there’s nothing for him to do. It’s a done deed.

I have a new assistant coming in tomorrow, I just hope that they’re professional and know how to do the damn job they’re paid to do.

My cell rings as I’m just getting ready to leave the office, it’s almost seven in the evening. I've tried to ensure that I have everything ready so that I can work from home a little more. I’ve been neglecting Saylor again. Glancing at my desk where my cell lies, I see it’s my mother calling. I’m surprised it’s taken this long. I thought Zara would have called her when I kicked her out of the office.

“Mother.” My tone is anything but welcoming.

“Everett, what on earth have you done?”

“What do you mean?” I’m playing stupid, I don’t take too kindly to being told what I can and can’t do. This is my business, my life, and I’ve realized that my mother is someone I don’t know. She’s all about the money and the status.

“You’ve had Zara banned from the country club and Matre de’s,” she screeches.

I smirk. “I did no such thing.” Seems as though word has gotten around, Zara is being blacklisted from everywhere.

“Everett,” she sighs. “Do you understand how humiliating it was not to be allowed to enter the country club? I wanted to bring Zara for dinner, she was so upset after what you had done to her. I wanted to cheer her up.” She sniffs as though she’s the one that I upset. I roll my eyes, her and Zara are the same: dramatic and manipulative. “For the manager to come and tell us that Zara is no longer a member and would not be permitted to enter. It was beyond humiliating.”

I’d say it was extremely humiliating, I’m glad, she can have a taste of her own medicine. “I’m not sure what you want me to say or do. I had nothing to do with her being barred from the country club.” I despise that place, I wouldn’t have gone there anyway, but knowing that she’s not allowed in, gives me great satisfaction.

“Oh and what about Matre de’s?”

“I’m not sure what you’re getting at?” I smile, again, I had nothing to do with that, but I’m not surprised, I have frequented it a few times and have enjoyed it, I always leave the waiting staff a good tip. Whenever I go to Matre de’s it always brings them publicity which is great for their business.

She scoffs. “Am I supposed to believe that she’s been barred from these places for some other reason besides that you and she had a little disagreement?”

I grind my teeth. “A disagreement? Mother,” I say through clenched teeth. “This is not a disagreement. Zara pushed her luck too far, she will not be allowed to step foot inside any of my businesses or premises.” I smile, because that includes my mother’s house. “If she does, she’s to be arrested on sight for trespassing.”

I hear my mother’s shocked gasp. “Everett, what on earth has gotten into you? Is this to do with that—that—woman?”

I take a deep breath before I say something that I’ll regret. Reaching for my keys, I walk out of my office, giving me time to gather my composure. “Mother, heed my words. I will no longer tolerate the shit that you have been saying about Saylor.”

“Everett…”

“No, I have let it go on too long. I should have stopped it as soon as you began your bullying. Saylor is the woman I love, the mother of my unborn child. The woman I plan on spending the rest of my life with. You either need to get on board with this, or you’ll be left out of our lives.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Deadly. Mother, I mean it. You try and come between Saylor and I again and I’ll make sure that you won’t be a part of our lives.” I don’t let her respond, I end the call just as I reach the elevator.

It’s time to go home to Saylor, I’ve been an ass the last few days and I need to make it up to her.

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