It's Saturday afternoon. Mostly during these hours, the pub will be empty, no one is ordering their fave cocktails in the bar, or mostly flirting with their female staff members. It's an unusual sight, the manager said. All of the people are circling a certain table, far away from the entrance. It’s near the jukebox and the comfort room door. They are standing, hands on their chin, whispering and gawking at two people sitting at the table with a chess board and a clock.
The female staff wears glasses with her hair down, wearing his female staff outfit. Her opponent is a stranger, who seems like a pub reviewer from the local government unit where they can revoke your license to operate.
They instantly played chess as if they bet their life on it. One of the onlookers explained the game to his children, who didn't even know the rules of the game. ‘I want to play like her, dad,’ the children excitedly told her father. The father nodded and said, ‘In a right time, darling,’
The children seem mesmerized by the female staff’s skills in playing certain board games. She must be queen who will move on her own accord, by following a set of rules and openings.
Antonio and his personal assistant stride on the pub’s entrance with no one greeting them a good day. It seems odd since one of the important people of the city must be greeted by the employees and there was none. The personal assistant immediately went into the other side of the pub.
Antonio stops on his tracks after seeing the onlookers back, circling on the far end of the pub. He thought what kind of situation would happen in that specific place, since everyone seems curious.
“What do you mean, you wanted a draw?” a female voice roared in the sea of people.
“It’s a better solution, Miss.” her opponent suggested.
The onlookers hold their breaths and are still waiting for the next move. Antonio went there, standing behind a man wearing a long trench and a beret. Antonio crossed his arms and examined the game. The woman shook her head as an answer and her opponent groaned and continued to move one of his pieces.
Lastly, the woman moved his rook and checkmate the queen of his opponent. The onlookers roared for satisfaction and Antonio clapped his hand to acknowledge the win. The opponent handed his right hand to shake and the female staff accepted it.
“Till the next match,” the opponent said to the female staff.
“Let’s see, if you won’t lose to the other players,” the female staff taunted her opponent.
The opponent smirked and he left his chair and ordered his beer. One of the customers congratulated the female staff and after that, the woman noticed Antonio looking at him. The female staff excused himself.
She went to Antonio and seemed unfazed by his calm and collected demeanor. She flashes a polite smile and asks him about his day.
“I didn’t know you played chess,” Antonio said.
“Just a past time, Sir. Do you have anything to order? I will be your attendant for today,” the female staff professionally asked Antonio his orders. Antonio peeked at the female staff before he turned his gaze into the empty table near the window.
The female staff noticed Antonio’s eyes piercing into the empty table and she guided him.
“You can sit here for an hour, Sir. I will serve you sparkling water, first,” the female staff said.
Antonio seated and still looking at the female staff who seems attentive to Antonio, as one of her many customers. Antonio felt like she didn't seem to put him into the pedestal. He sighed when the female staff returned with water and glass with ice cubes on it.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?” Antonio said.
“You’re talking to me now, Sir,” the female staff replied, reminding Antonio that they already had the conversation. “Is there anything you want to talk about?”
“Yeah. It’s purely business,” Antonio said, and the female staff sighed but still flashes a nervous smile.
The female staff fixed her hair and her uniform. She seems uneasy since Antonio his looking at him with those hawk eyes, and she fiddles her fingers at her back.
“You can sit if you want,” Antonio requested.
“Nope,” the female staff shake her head, refusing Antonio’s polite request. “I know it won’t be long. Besides, you’re our valued customer,”
“I wanted to propose something to you,” Antonio said.
The corner of the female staff’s mouth was twitching and she tried to smile at Antonio but failed. She seems like she heard it wrong.
“What did you just say?” the female staff said. She quickly moved aside when one of the male staff walked into them.
“I want you to work for me,” Antonio proposed his plan to the female staff.
The female staff hysterically laughed and all the people in the pub gazed at them as if their the characters of their favorite sitcom. The female staff wiped the tears on the corners of his eyes.
“Are you out of your mind?” the female staff said, mocking Antonio’s sudden proposition. She clicked her tongue before gazing at the sunshine bomb Antonio. “You’re just hungry. I need to take your orders now,”
Antonio’s dumbfounded by the female staff’s reaction. He doesn’t expect that but maybe, he got the approach in the wrong way. He needed to convince her even further or else, this will be another embarrassing moment.
“Miss Elyse, I’m not joking. I am recruiting you to be part of my team. In my own company,” Antonio formally said, the female staff felt the intensity of Antonio’s words and she seemed speechless. “We needed you in my company,”
“How did you know my name,” the female staff muttered, ‘shit, he knows my name, as well,’ she thought.
Antonio shrugged, and the female staff almost dropped her pen when Antonio spoke to him. “I don’t want to repeat myself again, Elyse. It’s only a yes or no,”
“Fine. Let me think about this, first,” the female staff doesn’t have the energy to argue back since she tried to be the convenient female staff, waitress, name it, in that same pub. Ironically, someone offered her an office job.
“This will be discussed further,” Antonio stated, and he calmly scanned the menu. “I have a clam chowder and a mojito,”
Antonio flashes a smile to Elyse, the female staff. But, Elyse just wrote his orders in the piece of paper without saying a word. But, Antonio heard her whisper, ‘Asshole,’ and went into the cashier to let everyone know that their valuable customer ordered their bestselling menu.
Everything will be damned, and Antonio will face the consequences. Antonio, partly surprised by his convincing skills, didn't have that particular skill before, not until he got rich and owns a company, with his surname on it. He felt like legit self-serving good of a bastard.
“Young master, I already talked to the manager about the removal of that particular female staff,” Nicholas said, informing Antonio about the talk.
“Thank you for doing that Nicholas. Where’s the manager, by the way?” Antonio asked.
“In his office, young master. Probably talking to the female staff,” Nicholas said.
Antonio nodded. Nicholas and Ferrer went outside, standing behind their car. Antonio felt relief when they did that since he wanted to have a peaceful lunch. We needed to debrief the manager, the female staff named Elyse, my company team and the old executive committees. Monday is a hell of a ride.
Antonio thought his mother married a dead man. But, it had a different meaning. His mother tried to hide her relationship to a black sheep, a man who's son of a multi-billionaire and tried to leave a life penniless. Antonio knew the story by now because his relatives went to his house a couple of hours ago. Antonio doesn't have the mood to entertain visitors; his own relatives which he didn't even meet. They even tell all the most absurd stories and gossip they ever have, even the personal assistants of Antonio seem uncomfortable with the situation. When the time comes for the fitting of his suit, they bid farewell. Antonio politely guided them in the exit doors. "See you, tomorrow." "The universe will guide you with wisdom and grace, Tonio," one of his relatives who wears a boho hat prayed to him over. "Thank you, Mrs. Oberian," Antonio said. They give him kisses on the cheeks and bid him farewell. They already established a good reputation on socialization in which Antonio is h
The take over, meeting and introduction went smoothly, everyone in the company clapped their hands, whispered and thought about the future endeavors of the newly appointed CEO and his team. Everyone flashes smiles, giving their congratulatory messages and doubtful gazes to Antonio. On the other hand, Antonio is still calm, collected and down-to-earth. He shakes everyone’s arms, brushes all the doubtful and arrogant gazes of other committees and employees, but he avoided being rude since he wanted their permission to let him do his own thing. It’s appropriate to actually pretend that he has all the things in life but the permission and the likeness of the committee is all he has minus the money and power. Antonio has a conversation with one of the company owners in The Tower. “What’s your plan? I heard from your grandfather that you’ll have it listed,” an old man with wrinkled face and tailored suit, with a respected aura said. “I tend to keep it that way, since publicizing the lis
All the designated staff in the company placed a 10-page file in the table. They even distributed a piece of banana, orange slices and cranberry juice to satisfy their well-being. Elyse ate the banana since she's hungry and nervous. The silence in the room is palpable and she senses a hierarchy in the people who are on the table. Normally, the meeting room will be lively and packed but today it's a private session of the new organization team chosen by Antonio and his grandfather. Needless to say, only three people over ten are already in the room. Suddenly, the door swung and it showed two mid-30's. Elyse, is the only person standing and greeted them. The other two politely nodded and gazing at Antonio. Elyse noticed that the other two people in front of her didn't even care. The woman extended her arm to Elyse, introducing herself. "Hello, I'm Bennet Houseffer," she said, and she spoke to her companion. "This is Carlyle Jones," Elyse both shakes their hands. Carlyle examined Ely
Antonio haven’t heard any single farewell from Elyse, Elizabeth and Mr. Sanrino. When he quickly went into the exit doors, he saw them talking in the hallway, as if halting Elyse to go home. They just stand there as if they are long time friends. The old man and his personal assistant went into the meeting hall and Antonio tore off his gaze to those three people he called them triumvirate. The old man, who’s everyone called him like that instead of De Isqueirda Senior. “I didn't have any opinion about the media’s incessant question about the newest CEO,” The old man said without even sitting on his seat. “For sure, you’ll do it later, grandpa,” Antonio said, confidently gazing at his grandfather who built this empire with his trusted executives. “As I promise I wouldn’t put your face on the tabloid,” his grandfather assured. Antonio nodded, agreeing to his father’s behavior. “The files aren’t retrieved, yet.” One of the production managers said. He intently looked at Antonio befo
Elyse has time to think about her decisions, and now when they encounter an ambush interview with the journalists is not on her bingo card. She is even scared of her life now; being involved in a largest group organization in La Paz. De Isqueirda is one of the prominent families and everyone is kissing their feet for success. But, she needed to shrug this off. Maybe, having a full meal at RGO Restaurant is the best way to ease her anxiety. Elizabeth hummed a song, the taxi driver blasted a Cliffs by Rosenfeld. Mr. Sanrino is typing on his phone. “It’s on the news,” Mr. Sanrino suddenly said when they were outside the RGO Center. Elyse paid the taxi driver and thanked him. “I’ll tell the executives about this.”“Let's just eat and I don’t want to talk about this!” Elizabeth said, dismissing the scenario they had earlier. Elyse already walked and guided them to the restaurant. Even Elyse noticed Elizabeth’s sour mood. Elyse also quit and didn’t want to talk about the incident. That’s
The night will not end, someone from the executives called Antonio and threatened him to be the VP of Production. Antonio didn't want to hassle the newly formed organizational team and even his future plans. Antonio gritted his teeth when his secretary barged into his office. "Mr. De Isquierda, the executives threaten us to agree to his offer. If not, he will publicize your team members and other potential VP," the secretary said. "Damn it." Antonio cursed after that he fisted his hand and thought about a solution. "Tell his assistant that we can do it not until he offered us something that can benefit us," "But, Mr. Isquierda," the secretary halted Antonio, "Mr. Richardson is not an easy man. He wanted to do things on his own way,""Then, if he's a devil on flesh, we are devil in disguise," Mr. Antonio said. He even sparked the secretary's intuition, and even though Mr. Richardson is the bogeyman, Antonio is the one who can figuratively kill the bogeyman. "What do you want to do
Antonio didn’t come home to the villa, he decided to have a stroll in a park that newly opened in the West Of La Paz, with a giant chess board and their pieces. There’s a family sitting on a bench eating burgers and milkshakes. Even homeless people are there, too, sleeping in the benches. Antonio is leaning at the brick bridge, he looks at his reflection on the pond. Antonio’s focused on the other side of the park, where a pantomime is performed. There’s even a balloon vendor who looks like Charlie Chaplin, children at age of 6 and 10 curiously surrounding the vendor. Antonio smiled when he noticed the vendor balloon mimicking a funny move and the children giggled. When Antonio decided to take a picture of his surroundings, someone from his back snapped Antonio’s head with a stick. A lady who holds a carriage screams and everyone is running and panicking. The person who struck Antonio with a stick, ran as fast as he could. The culprit is wearing an all black outfit. He even wears
A loud howl is heard under the moonlight, a cold breeze kisses her cheeks; she even smells urine and human poop. The mistress of Mr. Richardson is being tied down in a chair, blindfolded with a tape on her mouth. She wanted to scream so loud but she couldn't. The sweat forms on her forehead and she breathes through her nose. A calloused hand caressed her cheeks and slapped it. The intensity of the slap made her head go sideways. A tear fell on her eyes as if begging for her life, she didn't imagine herself being tortured by this. She thought being a lover of one of the businessmen in La Paz would make her lie comfortable. “Stop! Please!” she pleaded but they didn’t hear her fallen voice. She received another slap, her hair is being pulled by a man and his heavy breaths is near on the woman’s ear. The woman heard a baritone voice and she trembled when she realized that she got threatened by an unknown man. “It’s past 11:30,” another man’s voice is heard, the woman’s heart is still