The clanking of keyboards filled the atmosphere as the employees slaved away for the corporate world.
Finnian leaned back into his chair; his neatly, bowl-cut dark hair falling slightly behind him revealing his light fade and an upper ear piercing. His dark-mystifying eyes observed the screen with the bold worlds saying Quarterly Financial report.
His eyes glanced over the screen and into the distance in the directions of the general employees chatting away instead of doing their jobs and he sighed…they had time to kill that's for sure, he chuckled and clicked the enter key exporting The report to the main drive for the presentation he was supposed to give.
"Working hard as usual huh?"
Finnian sat upright and looked to his side—his eyes widened and a rosy-color married his face and he coughed as he fixed his disheveled workspace and his clothes."Samantha!" He responded. His tone habouring affection in it.
Samantha chuckled at his clumsiness; her ash blonde hair fell into her face, she had a set of full pink lips and she wore a white T-shirt that was unbuttoned halfway exposing the edges of her purple and black lace bra which held her double d tits from escaping. "You finally noticed me…" Her black heels struck the floor and she walked behind Finnian and leaned to the side. "Impressive…you managed to finish this in a week."
She smells nice. Finnian thought to himself as he stole glances at the woman besides him, her massive valley distracting him from what she was saying.
Ever since he joined the Star Valley Corporate a year ago; the woman besides him had taken his heart and she became somewhat of a crush to him; every time he was with her, he could barely think about anything else, her smile and the way she laughed, engraved themselves in his mind.
"Earth to Finnian?" Samantha called out snapping her fingers in his face.
He snapped out of his trance and glanced at Samantha. "Whats up?"
She poked his cheek with her index finger. "You were spacing out, I had to get your attention some way. What's on your mind? You know you can tell me."
"It's nothing," Finnian lied, he couldn't bring himself to tell her that he liked her.
Samantha gazed at him again and nodded as she leaned back and adjusted her shirt. "You should prepare to get going too, you don't want to work till late."
Finnian nodded. "I'll leave after I'm done analyzing the financial report for the last quarter."
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Finnian sighed as he powered off his computer and got up from his chair. The office had gone quiet a while ago as the staff went home. He yawned and stretched his hands. " could use a drink." He chuckled as he made his way out of the office.
As he stepped into the parking lot of the company, his eyebrows rose and he checked his watch. "What she doing here at 8pm?" he questioned himself as he saw the yellow McLaren parked in the parking lot. As Finnian continued to stare at the car belonging to Samantha his eyes roamed to the side and his stomach sank.
Parked just out of view was a black SUV; and he knew who the SUV belonged to…his throat went dry and his hands trembled.
He was getting to Samantha too?
Finnian was about to go back into the building when the large doors at the front opened up and a chubby old man with grey hair came out, alongside him was Samantha and she had her purse in her hand while the man had one hand over her ass.
"You do make a good proposition Ms. Cruz." His voice revolted Finnian.
Everything about the trash heap before him revolted him, he was known for exploiting his power as the director's son to get favors with the females and now Samantha? He had gone too far.
Samantha glanced at Finnian and he stopped in his tracks, his eyes wide and filled with despair. She was not uncomfortable with the gesture from the director's son…she was leaning into it, his fingers straightened out while his shoulders slumped.
Finnian stood there and watched as the black SUV and the yellow McLaren left the parking lot.
Why did he go after her?
As if mirroring his thoughts; the gloomy night sky cracked and droplets descended staining the ground wet and soon a torrent of water from the sky was falling; Finnian looked at the sky, unmoved by the rain and he closed his eyes.
"Young man, what seems to be troubling you?" An elderly voice called out to him as an umbrella sheltered him from the rain.
Finnian opened his eyes and glanced to his side, standing besides him was an old man wearing a grey coat and a hat, his eyes were closed shut making it hard for him to perceive their shade. He hummed but said nothing.
The old man chuckled. "I see, that explains alot then."
"Explains what?" Finnian asked; he was not intrigued by what the old man had said, his body just responded naturally.
The old man turned his head to look at him. "Your heart is in pain…someone you love just trampled over your heart didn't they? I can tell, there's no use lying to me young man. Even though my eyes are closed, I can see it all."
"I did love her but she's not my girlfriend or anything…what she does with others is none of my concern."
"You say that; but is that what you really feel? She may not be your girlfriend but the image of her being with that man is forever etched in you, it ruined how you perceived her did it not?"
"..."
"I did tell you that I can see it all…" The old man chuckled and opened his eyes, Finnian almost gasped at what he saw. Two pools of darkness stared at him. "I can make it so you are in a position that you can get anything you want in this world of ours, do you want that?"
Finnian narrowed his eyes and shrugged. "Sure…but I live in reality, such a thing is impossible to achieve you know."
The old man chuckled but said nothing—he placed a hand on Finnian's shoulder and nodded.
Finnian's vision started to distort and his head felt light. He staggered to the side and before he knew it, he had lost footing, he slipped and fell into the water before a head splitting pain flooded his mind forcing him to grab his head trying to mitigate the pain.
He glared at the old man standing above him. What did he do?. He thought as he was unable to speak.
And soon after, his surroundings became quiet, and darkness consumed him.