His Redemption

Is life a bitch or Beach

"I don't get it, sir, why would you want Richard back here when he has yet to serve his retribution? " Mark asked as he sat in front of Chris who had just entered the office.

It was a busy morning and there were a few meetings to be attended by Chris, Mark Show made it to be his right man at the company because he had saved him from Liana's claws of wickedness the day they found out he was the owner to the company that once belonged to the Evans's.

"I've some work I think he should be able to handle" Chris replied curtly.

"Can't I handle it,? You know how reckless Richard can be, don't you?" Mark asked with concern.

"Yes I do but I want him to handle the job, now excuse me? MARK (He barked) I have work to do and I am very sure you have work to do too" Chris said raising his brow.

"Yes sir I do, I'll get back to work now," Mark said and departed to his office.

As Chris was on a conference call a notification popped up on his phone so he had to hurry with his meeting.

"Okay, guys, that's a wrap, I'll make sure the funds are sent, this project must not fail, or else you all know what to expect, " he said after an hour on the call causing chills to run down the spine of the contractor who was on the other end of the computer.

Taking his phone it was a notification of the scandal the couple had created the night before.

"Typical Richard and Liana," he said shaking his head before his phone rang revealing his mom's name.

"I am busy" was his reply on the call.

"Talk to me with respect boy I am still your mother and you listen to me," Emilia said.

Ever since she had upped and left his dad and himself? It had been a rollercoaster of emotions and right now was no exception.

Chris still resented his mother and didn't want to have a relationship with her even after her many attempts to make amends.

He believed if she had stood her ground and disobeyed her father to fight through thick and thin with his father, his mother would have helped morally and made his father better than he was but now, all he saw of his mother was a figment of pretense as though she didn't care about him.

"Did you hear me? " her voice resounded on the other end. Somehow he had zoomed off and she had been talking all alone for the past two minutes.

"No, I didn't come again? " he questions about what she had been saying.

"Can you make it early to dinner tonight, I made your favorite" she squealed excitedly on the other end of the call.

"How did you know my favorite food? " he asked.

"Like I said Chris I am your mother and I prepared this for you when you were younger_. " she began explaining.

Rubbing his temples he cut her mid-sentence.

"Yeah, I loved it then but my preferences changed after you left so maybe you could have dinner with someone else I have a lot of work today and might work overtime" he explained.

"But Chris, _? " he ended the call, he wasn't going to fall for the emotional blackmail of every mother who began crying to their children saying they were hard on them, of course, he had to be hard on her, she had left when things were bad, and no matter how many times she told him it was for the betterment of their lives it fell on deaf ears and he still had not found it in him to forgive her for never showing up even once after she left.

No anonymous calls or letters for his birthday or any important occasion of his life.

His father had tried to maneuver those days even with the problems he was facing with his dying company.

"Enough of the soliloquy" he scolded himself and delved into what was in front of him. WORK.

That was the main priority and nothing else.

But his member needed some attention and maybe he could get some action tonight so he called Arturo.

"Yes Young master" Arturo answered the call.

"I want some action tonight and you know what to do right, prepare the penthouse and make sure she is blindfolded when coming and even after she is leaving can't risk visitors who aren't supposed to be in my space" he reminded.

"Yes sir, should I inform the chef to prepare anything nice or it's just the knacks and go? " Arturo asked.

"Whatever you think could sway this money-hungry female, Art, and also make provision for £1000, that will be her payment after all is done, at 7 pm I'll be at the penthouse," he said and hung up.

After a few hours of attending meetings and answering calls, Chris had one last important email to send. And he chose to do this on his own not involving his secretary because he wanted every bit of whatever message he was sending to be passed accordingly.

"You are required to return to the office tomorrow at 8 am sharp nothing and no excuses should be made else you won't like what will become of you" he sent the message and that was his cue to turn off his laptop.

He had been working all day and had forgotten to eat.

Chris remembered at some point in the day his secretary had pompously bought him something to eat.

Although he had become somewhat hardened there was a soft spot in him, he was still the old Chris just with different goals at the moment and till his goals and revenge had been fulfilled he was not going to stop being the ruthless bastard he had heard a few persons call him.

He took the pack of lunch she had bought and microwaved it he sat back on his desk wondering how it would have been if indeed he had a civil and cordial relationship with his mother.

Would things have been different or not? He asked himself questions that were far-fetched from being answered by anyone at all.

Alas, the microwave food went uneaten as he got up took his blazer, and was off to his penthouse at the far end of town.

When he got there he was straight to the point she wanted small talk and wanted to get to know him better.

Typical women like Liana are always willing to make men think they love them whilst it's just the money they are interested in.

"Get to work, that is why you were called here," Chris said in a deep baritone voice that was somewhat hoarse.

"Okay sir," she said thinking she was seductive but he was kinda of bored before she could finish unbuckling his belt he held her hands.

"Don't bother I'll do the unbuckling and could you stop doing the creepy stuff you are doing? Stop licking your lips over and over you look like a dog or some animal" Chris said bluntly causing the young woman who thought she was being spicy to be taken aback.

"I didn't know it offended you, I am sorry" she apologized for it.

She felt bad and Chris although his expression was not shown felt terrible for saying such to her but deep down he didn't want to apologise he knew if he did apologize it would be some sort of shortcoming.

"Oh fuck" he moaned as he pounded into her ass.

"A little slower sir" the lady cried out but he was too engrossed at the moment for that all he saw whilst fucking her was Liana as he ramped his member into her he felt fulfillment and he knew he had punished her somehow.

When Chris was done he left her on the bed and took a shower adding £1000 to the initial payment and left whilst giving firm instructions of how she was to be taken back to wherever she was taken.

He went home.

Opening the door and making his way to his room a voice stopped him.

"You know I thought you would show up for dinner even after you hung up abruptly on me," Emilia said her words a little slurred as she came closer to him with a bottle of wine and glass in hand.

"I had a lot to do at the office Mother" he replied taking a few steps up the stairs.

"Or maybe you were at your penthouse with one of your whores" she chimed as she took yet another gulp of her wine.

"You need to rest, you've been drinking too much, is that even good for your health? " he asked as he slowly came down the stairs, he was a little remorseful, he could see the table from a few feet and it was filled with food, the food he loved when he was younger.

The food he would have killed for when she was around, he would have eaten over and over and would have wanted a refill nonstop.

"Come on now, you need to rest," he said as he held her hand and took her up the stairs to her bedroom he laid her in bed and then went out to look for the maid.

"Gertrude, could you go into my mother's room and make sure she is fully clean and changed into some sleepwear and also keep that food in the refrigerator, or however you choose to preserve it tomorrow you could take it to the town where the less privileged are and share to them okay? " he gave orders and retired to his room.

It had been a long day.

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"You have three weeks to refund the money you took" Richard read the email over and over. Unsure of how he was going to raise £3000 in three weeks, his father was mad at him which was understandable because they were managing a crisis and yet he had aggravated the situation by being arrested and making the head news in the tabloids.

As he was about to swallow the first email another email emerged.

Another pinged,

"You are required to return to the office tomorrow at 8 am sharp nothing and no excuses should be made else you won't like what will become of you"

"Maybe I will get my job back?" He paced the room up and down.

"I'll make sure this bastard pays for making me beg like a beggar while he barks orders at me," he said as he looked at the email cursing at Chris under his breath.

Just then Laina entered the room.