“Aaron, sign it! You have no fucking choice now!” His mother-in-law exclaimed and slammed a sheet of paper on his desk.
His face went completely ashen at the sight of the paper and his heart and mind started racing with panic. Aaron’s anxious eyes darted around and stared out of the creaking door of his tiny office on the ground floor of the huge company. The scene of his mother-in-law and brother-in-law barging into his office with an intimidating determination was already causing a stir among his colleagues.
“Please, not here!” He exclaimed in fierce whispers but neither the older woman nor his wife’s brother bulged. “Common, Theresa, don’t do this here!”
She snarled at him scornfully, “You thought we’d just let it go? We’ve played this cat and dog game for too long. Now sign the fucking divorce agreement and free my daughter of this abominable union this instant!”
Aaron knew that this would leave a permanent smear on his rather irrelevant reputation. Further embarrassment in this company where he had come to be regarded as a nobody that would amount to nothing would make him a permanent laughing stock.
“Fuck!” He muttered under his breath, wishing the ground would just open up and save him from this shame by swallowing him up. “Listen, guys, let’s talk like mature people now.” He said, struggling to keep his agitated voice calm.
He started to get to his feet, but a strong hand clamped on his shoulder and forced him down with a violent force.
“Sit the fuck down, chump!” Josh, his brother-in-law sneered at him, produced a ball pen from his pocket, and threw it at him. “There you go, don’t waste our time now.”
Aaron shook his head and frowned at them, The sneaky stares from his colleagues got on his nerves and his eyes flashed with anger.
“What is this? What is wrong with the both of you? Why would you come here?” He asked in a desperate whisper. “Josh, please close the bloody door, Let’s talk in private.”
Josh, his brother-in-law, gave him a nasty snarl. “In private?” He asked scornfully.
The door was slightly ajar and Josh walked to it and suddenly, with a great force, kicked it completely open and the door almost flew off its loose hinges.
“We have been talking in private for days at home, you bastard, but you haven’t listened. And now you want some fucking privacy? No! Let everyone know how fucking brazen you are!” Josh bellowed.
He had the huge, muscular build of a rugby player, and his presence and short blonde hair were very intimidating. “Pick up the fucking paper.” Josh urged.
The humiliation Aaron felt at this moment didn’t allow his rage to rise yet. He shut his eyes firmly, avoiding the eyes of the rest of his colleagues who were peering into the small office. He picked up the paper from his desk and as he looked at it, his blood turned cold instantly and a wave of shock sizzled through his body.
This again? At his workplace? How desperate were these people? He wondered in disbelief as he stared at them with wide eyes. His eyes were red and swollen, the ruckus had already attracted half of the entire fucking company!
“Why are you acting so surprised?” His mother-in-law asked with a sneer. “You should have expected the divorce agreement to tag along with us, did you think we were joking?”
Aaron shook his head sordidly, he couldn’t believe this was happening at his workplace. “Let’s go outside and talk about this, You’re embarrassing me, please.” He said meekly, desperate to convince them.
Theresa stared at her son and they both burst out in mocking laughter, “How could we embarrass you when you’re already an embarrassment? It beats me how this company still keeps such a parasite like you, because that’s what you fucking are, Aaron!” Theresa yelled, loud enough for everyone to hear and Aaron felt his low reputation further sinking into the ground.
“Jeez! Aaron is getting chewed out by his in-laws! What do you think it’s about?” One of his colleagues who was watching with unwavering interest whispered to another.
“Who cares? He’s good for nothing after all, you’d wonder how they’ve put up with him for so long already.” An indifferent reply came.
The news was all over the company
“You’re wasting your time, mum,” Aaron said, his face turning pale and grim, he felt so ashamed, this was the height of disgrace. “I’m not signing this divorce agreement, just like I didn’t sign it when you brought it multiple times to me at my house.”
Josh slammed a fist on the table and was ready to hit him but his mother held him back. “Stop, Josh, he’s not worth the stress.” She said to Josh who was breathing heavily like a bull then she turned to Aaron. “You won’t just let go, will you? Because she’s rich now because you’re feeding off her like a bloody parasite. I’m sure your merger salary in this company can’t even afford any of her jewelry. You’re the lowest paid staff here, can you see how worthless and insignificant you are?”
“That’s not what matters,” Aaron said in a choked voice, his voice choked by his rising anger.
His colleagues didn’t even hide it, their chattering was like the hum of a hundred bees and they buzzed through his ears, fueling his anger. Oh, how he would love to sink his fist into that stupid face of Josh.
“Then what matters?” Theresa asked, She was in her late fifties and still as strong and agile as a twenty-year-old. She poked his chest as she spoke. “You tell me, Mr. Fucking lover boy, what matters? Don’t tell me you believe in love at this age?”
Aaron’s bloodshot eyes met her cold eyes and for one second, a bestial tendency flashed in his, startling her.
“Tell me why a full-grown idiot believes in love?” She asked, assuring herself that he wouldn’t dare to lay his hands on her. “You’re so stupid that you think a lowly designer who is at the last hierarchy in this company can be in love with my daughter who can attract so many important men? You must be kidding!”
“Maybe I do not earn as much as she does, but there’s still love between us.” He said confidently and that made Josh snicker.
Theresa shook her head in disgust, “Either you’re stupid, Josh, or you’re stupid!” She snapped.
“The bottom line is that I’m not signing this divorce agreement until my wife shows up. We’ll handle everything ourselves just as we’ve done in the past.” Aaron said firmly, his eyes burning as he made a few, short eye contact with his colleagues who couldn’t stop feasting on the juicy incident.
“Really? You want to hear it from her mouth that she doesn’t love you anymore?” Theresa asked, Her threatening voice made him doubt the love he believed his wife still harbored from him.
“I’m not penning down anything, you’re just wasting your time.” He said angrily. “It's funny how you can’t get Anna because she’s on a business trip, I’ll talk to my wife when she’s back.”
Josh scoffed, “I’m sure a business trip is supposed to go further than your boss’ house.” He said and Aaron squinted at him, his face contorting in confusion.
“What do you mean by that?” Aaron asked, At first his voice was a little bit calm, but when what Josh said struck him with more understanding, his eyes went mad. “What the fuck do you mean by that, Josh?”
“You fucking loser, you’ll find out soon,” Josh said and led his mother out of Aaron’s husky office. “Smells like horse shit in there, what an asshole!”
Aaron rushed to the door and slammed it, escaping the mocking and peering eyes of his colleagues. His office door remained closed for the rest of the day. His heart was pounding and his mind was jumpy with uncertainty. Aaron thought the day couldn’t get any worse until his door flung open again hours later as he was about to leave.
He snapped, “Do you want to break the fucking door?” He yelled. “For fuck’s sake-”
His words hung in his throat as he saw who was at the door, Anna, his wife, stood with an impassive look, and the man who walked in after her made his insides curl and he suddenly felt sick.
It was Lucas, his boss!
Aaron refused to believe what his eyes were revealing to him.Anna? How could she be here when she was supposed to be on a business trip? I mean that’s what she had told him before she 'left' four days ago, or had he heard wrong? Very unlikely. More confusing was, why was she with his boss? Why did they stand so close together? What the fuck was going on? He rose to his feet, “Anna? What are you doing here?” He asked, his voice quivering and he couldn’t control it.She sighed and shook her head, her face visibly annoyed. “I didn’t want to come here, Aaron, but you were so persistent when my mom and brother came here that I had to show up, so here I am.” “I don’t understand, why are you here when…when you were supposed to be on a business trip?” He asked, refusing to look at his boss who he had been working under like a slave for the past year or so. “Josh said stuff about you and some boss’ house and-” “Aaron stop,” Anna said, getting fed up with his shameful and embarrassing beha
Aaron looked around, There was no one else in sight, he was the one he was talking to without a doubt.“Quick! Get an umbrella over his head!” The old man commanded.Aaron didn’t know where the fuck the man who held an umbrella over his head morphed out from, but suddenly, he didn’t feel the turbulent rain beating down on him anymore. “Let’s get out of the rain, young master.” The old man said.Aaron shook his head and left the shelter of the umbrella, keeping a distance away from them. The man had referred to him once again as a young master! Who the hell was this? “I don’t know you and I don’t know why you keep calling me that, but I am sure you’ve got the wrong guy,” Aaron said in a loud voice. “I’m Aaron Whittaker, I don’t know why you think I’m your young master, I’m just a designer. I’m not your guy.”The old man walked closer to him and held his wrist in a firm grip, “How about we talk about this in the car? You don’t want to keep standing under this merciless rain, do you,
“Have a seat, Master Aaron,” Adolph said politely and offered him a comfortable sofa. Aaron started to believe the words of the old man but even though he did, he still couldn’t come to terms with it. How could he go from absolutely nothing, from a reject, a man who had been cheated on harshly and brutally kicked out of the company he worked for, to being the grandson of a billionaire? How was that eve? Possible? What kind of luck was this? Or could he call it luck? “This is all too much for me to take all of a sudden, Mr. Churchill. No one ever made mention of my parents, I can’t recall ever having any, I’ve just lived my life like that ever since.” He said, his thoughts curled up in his head in turmoil, there was an excitement buried beneath his confusion. “Of course…I do not expect you to live…over two decades of your life and then…” The old man coughed roughly before continuing. “And then believe this out of the blue…but I assure you, Aaron…my grandson…it’s all true and all
Aaron struggled to adapt at first to his new status.His grandfather had been very insistent and vehement on him learning everything he possibly could within a very short time frame and it was now Aaron who understood why the old man was in such a hasty rush. Half a month after that fateful night that turned his life around, he was standing in the garden where his parents had been buried but it wasn't his parents he came to mourn this time, there was a fresh grave. The last relative he had was gone and although it was short-lived, the sort of love and care his grandfather had showered upon him made Aaron feel like he belonged somewhere. The old man had helped him develop himself and Aaron knew who he was and how powerful he had come to be.This was his dynasty, the consortium was his now, but there was an emptiness in him as he stared at the embellished grave of his grandfather. The old man's last words before he had given up the ghost reverberated in his head,"Aaron, you've had it
There was a certain man that attached himself to Aaron and Helen, no one else came close and Aaron started wondering who he was. In the elevator, escaping the curious eyes of the boisterous crowd below, the man had left them as the bodyguards refused to allow anyone else to enter the same elevator with the new boss and Helen. "Who was that man dressed in a flashy suit that walked next to us?" He asked Helen as the elevator rode up. "Oh, that was Mr. Davis, he is the CEO of this branch." She replied. "He's a very determined worker and he's as strict as hell. You'll wonder how he has managed to handle over seven hundred employees under him for the past eight years."Aaron suddenly grinned and asked, "So Helen, how many employees do I have under me?"She stared at him then blew at her cheeks hopelessly, "To be honest, Mr. Churchill, you can't count them, it's impossible." She replied with a charming smile.Aaron laughed softly, this was the life he had always dreamt of. He controlled
Anna and Lucas got out of the car and the first thing that caught their attention was the beautiful car parked some meters away from where theirs was parked. They had never seen this particular car on this street; it was a car that was very rare to spot. It was rare to spot, but everyone knew one of these babies when they saw one, it was a fucking Pagani Huayra! There were only a hundred units of this expensive limited-edition car in the world and it was worth millions of dollars! So who in the world would be driving such a car? They were so engrossed in their curiosity that they didn't even notice Aaron at their doorstep. "Damn, that is some ride!" Lucas exclaimed and whistled. "Let's not look at what we can't get for too long, baby, before we get obsessed," Anna said to him and tapped his arm.It took an effort, but they finally wrenched their eyes away from the car and that was when they both saw Aaron. He had a content look of satisfaction in his eyes as he had been watching t
Aaron walked into his office with a frown on his face, his mind was rowdy with his thoughts. Was Anna going to send him a wedding invite? That would be the dumbest thing to do as they were so ignorant of his new status. "Bunch of fools." He muttered under his breath as he went around his desk. "Yeah, real bunch of fools." A feminine voice permeated through the room, startling him. "Christ, Helen!" Aaron exclaimed, his frown deepening, "When did you walk in and how the fuck did you even hear what I said?" She shrugged, "I have a sleek way of walking in, I have an incredible sense of hearing, plus, I doubt you would have heard me over that cussing." Aaron looked away and relaxed on his comfortable chair. "What's the matter, Aaron?" Helen asked as she sat opposite him. "Who are those bunch of fools?" He stared at her, regarding her beautiful features. Helen was very lovely looking, but she carried this formal and indifferent look every time. This was the only time her face wasn'
Aaron was glad that the meeting didn't take as long as he had dreaded. Everyone around the large, round mahogany desk kept staring at him as if he were an alien. They were all surprised that the new Mr. Churchill was so young. The headquarters in New York was twice as big as the branch in Kingston. With each new property of his that Aaron came across, he became more marveled and intrigued.The moment the meeting was concluded, Aaron rose to his feet and shook all of them. A certain man with a flawless white beard almost touching his chest and equally white hair withheld his hand firmly. "How about you join us for a little celebration we're hosting in honor of you, Mr. Churchill? It would be a pleasure for you to grace the event tonight." The older man said to Aaron. A party? In honor of him? Well of course yes! Aaron kept his composure and just nodded. "I'll most certainly make an appearance tonight, Mr.…?" "Neville," The old man smiled. "Henry Neville."Aaron nodded awkwardly a