Page 18 of Stood Up
Chapter 10
Mason
Pissed isn’t evenclose to my emotion right now. That piece of shit put his hands on Aiden twice now and in my building. That’s beyond unacceptable behavior that I want in my company.
Not to mention, Aiden doesn’t deserve any of this. Him threatening her is so far over the line, he’s in the danger zone.
I wanted to beat the hell out of him, but decided to do this the smart way. At least to all the eyes in my company. That doesn’t mean I don’t have my men, security I call them, on Drake’s ass and will pay him a visit to make sure he’s out of our lives for good. I’m not worried in the slightest. My connections can make him disappear.
“Mr. Dean, Mr. Hamilton is here to see you.”
I press the button on my phone. “Thank you, please send him in.”
I look over to the two top human resource people I have on staff, who have both seen the tape. There really wasn’t a lot to discuss after the visual.
The door opens and Drake comes in with sneer on his face. Once he sees the HR men, his sneer leaves and a look of understanding comes across his face. He fucked up. Big.
It’s my company and I have the authority to do whatever in the fuck I want, but having these two here to witness what goes down will protect everyone involved.
“Have a seat.” I order him not getting up from my desk. His pleasantries have long since left.
“What’s this about?” He has the nerve to ask. Instead of punching him in the face, I fold my hands and place them on my desk.
“You were involved in an altercation in the elevator today. That altercation came with you physically putting your hands on a woman. That is unacceptable.”
“We were just talking and she wanted me to touch her.”
“Would you like me to play the tape for you. I reach for the remote to the television off to the side of my desk. You can tell me what you see.”
“No.” he cuts off. “I don’t need to see anything. So what’s this some kind of warning for my job.”
“No, this is your fired. Get your things and leave the building. You no longer work at Excel.”
Drake’s face turns to stone. “Fired. You’re going to fire me because I talked to your whore?”
My body locks and I want to kill him, just put him six feet under. Put all of us out of our misery. I didn’t become the owner of a billion dollar company though, by losing my shit. Instead, all Drake sees is calm cool and collected.
“You will not call her that again. I have witnesses here to you slandering her name. I have video tape of you assaulting her. There are also witnesses from a few nights ago that will cooberate that this isn’t the first time you put your hands on Ms. Porter. If she wants to pursue an assault case, that is up to her, but she does have evidence. I have evidence it happened in my building.” I pull out a stack of papers from the top drawer of my desk and put them on top. “In your contract, that you signed that states if at any time you put your hands on anyone out of aggression it is an automatic termination of your contract. If you’d like to know the page so you can read it, I’ll be more than happy to provide that.”
“This is shit.”
“No, it’s a legally binding contract that you signed upon being employed by this company. I will not tolerate any of my employees, clients or guests in this building to feel as if they will be assaulted in any way. That is what you’ve done here.”
“I’ll sue you.”
To this I smile and look to my two guys who try to hide theirs.
“Do what you must, but just know that we will fight back.”
“You’re a motherfucker.” He rises from the chair and sticks his finger at me. I remain sitting, again there are witnesses in the room. “You take my date, fuck her like the whore she is and now you fire me! I’ll have your ass.”
“Like I said before. You need to refrain from calling Ms. Porter derogatory names.”
“Fuck you! Just wait.” He turns and storms out the door.
“Get the lawyers on it. A full team of PR to clean it up and not a damn dime goes to him except his last pay check.”
“Yes sir.” They get up and leave.
