Seducing The President novel Chapter 9

~ THEME SONG OF THE CHAPTER ~

      { Butterfly Effect By Travis Scott }

IRIS'S POV~~

I would be crashed drastically by heaven gods if I admitted that I wasn't feeling hypnotised under his intense gaze. His blue eyes were stuck on my baffled face as if it was looking through every inche of my emotions. He kept our eye contact for a few seconds not bothering to answer my previous question before speaking through his pursued lips, 

" Can you move now, Miss Young?" 

I made an awkward hum sound before shifting further away and rubbed the hem of my skirt uncomfortably. He checked the door lock once assuring that it wasn't opened by me. Then he turned around his domineering silhouette to face me warning again seriously, 

" Do not step into the places where you shouldn't go, Miss Young. Maintain your distance from my personal staffs until I tell you to do something. You get that?" 

I nodded comprehensively as he walked pass by me before grabbing a blue zipped file from his personal drawers where I spotted a picture framed inside. Due to his rush movement, I couldn't spot the whole picture that left a deep impression on my heart. 

Who was that little girl? 

I frowned slightly wandering that he could have asked anyone to bring the file over there. Why did he bother to come on his own? 

Despite having much detective thoughts,I didn't dare to ask anything as he intended to walk away. 

Halting in his track,his cold voice echoed in my ear domineeringly as usual, 

" Meet me in the guest room, Miss Young. You need to grasp out of my lifestyle."

I answered affirmatively as I saw him pushing open the door before walking fast. 

Few minutes later, I washed off myself once again before heading for the guest room as curiosity spreaded through my mind. The two muscular bodyguards knew my status thus they opened the door for me respectively as I stomped onto a soft red carpet. 

But the following moment, my eyes dimmed at the pitiful sight that was playing ahead of mine. The mighty president was seated on the couch crossing his legs together like a king of hell as one of his arm rested on the handset leisurely.His usual ocean eyes emitted an aura of killing intent as I slowly approached by his right side cautiously. 

What the hell is happening here? Was he going to play a game here? 

Over the ground, a man at his forties in a blue retro European suite was crying desperately in a dishevelled state. His white eyes were watered up as he kept staring at the president begging silently. The blue file that I had seen earlier in his office was now thrown in the floor falling down like a trash piece in front of that old pitiful man. 

I stood at a corner away from the cruel monster that I had assumed already in my head and listened his ruthless tone, 

" Mr Jackson, I warned you several times before working with me that I hate being betrayed doing business. Still you have crossed your boundaries and tried to bring bad reputation on my company. Tell me, did I do anything unfair to you during our deal?" 

The hazard man shook his head instantly before replying abruptly, 

" I.. I turned blind in love, Mr President. I.. I never thought that the other party would use a woman to defame me. I.. I trusted her too much but.. she stabbed me at the end.. "

He whined before bursting into slow sobbing that successfully hit the soft corner of my heart. 

I was clueless of his blatant words and tried to predict the whole story inside my head but President's merciless voice interrupted my thoughts, 

" That's your foolishness, Mr.Jackson. Being a president of the renowned company, how could you trust a mere woman who just came into your life for a few days?" 

I gulped down my saliva nervously and turned back my attention to the man howling over the marble ground.

 He sobbed terribly and replied quite boldly, 

" You.. you won't understand, Mr President. You.. you were never been in love.. "

Mr President sneered before replying leaning against the couch leisurely, 

" If that stupid love can destroy my entire life and bright career, I would better never fall in love with a woman."

The man perhaps wished a death sentence as he dared to rebuke stubbornly, 

" I.. I wish that you will find a woman in your life who can make you to leave your status or wealth. Only then you will understand that love is blind, President."

I held my breath in my lungs and glanced back at his cold face that had turned grim in rage. At the following moment, he roared like a jungle lion who had tolerated enough so far, 

" Enough of your rubbish, Mr.Jackson. You aren't some kind of love guru that I need to take my knowledge from you. You are only a trash who had been drowned by his own girlfriend under your nose." 

He commanded indicating to a masculine man that was standing behind me, 

" TN, burn his company and all the ships that he has been sailing so far.Then make a story for the public that he had been attacked by a foreign gang who has taken revenge on him. 

I don't want to hear his name in the whole state." 

After giving his merciless command, he hauled up from the couch ignoring the immense pleading of the man who had been constantly stating that he wasn't at fault, everything was his girlfriend's doing. The old man dashingly blocked his path clutching his feet but had been thrown away mercilessly while he asserted his final words coldly, 

" Its best that I have spared your family for the sake of your little daughter. Or else I would have burnt your own empire in broad daylight." 

 He stated before resuming his way towards the outdoor.I pitied the man inwardly after looking through his innocent eyes and felt hatred for the president. 

At least he could have shown him a little mercy as he wasn't in fault logically speaking. 

I quickly trailed him off closely.He entered his office room before plopping down on his soft chair with a thud. His expression was still grim as I took my own spot before immersing myself once again to set up the laptop according to my preference. I occasionally stole glances of his darkened face and felt a chill run down on my spine. Even though the man was undoubtedly breathtaking, his aura was too frightening more likely a Mafia boss. 

Just like this, two awkward hours had passed living in the dense silence as if no one was around thereby.When I glanced at his way for the twelve times in this two hours, he was still tapping on the keyboard skillfully without noticing my gaze. 

Much to my surprise, he finally ordered keeping his eyes locked on the screen, 

" Miss Young, bring those files to me that needed my signature. I'm nearly finished." 

I quickly recalled that Mr.Scott had intended to send some files in my desk before heading for the guest room. Hauling up from my spot, I trailed outside briskly intending to find those files that might be lying at a corner of Scott's room. 

Passing through the corridor, I spotted the old man who was still crying on the doorway hoping to achieve a single mercy from him probably. But the guards were completely nonbothered of his existence as they continued doing their duty silently. 

I bite down my bottom lips contemplating on the thought that should I pursue him to go back or not. Slowing down, I finally decided to pursue him going back as my paces involuntarily made her way towards him. 

Reaching near him, I coughed dryly and spoke softly, 

" Mr, you should go back now. He has already stated his decision. I think wasting your time here wouldn't change anything. Perhaps you could find other solutions by sharing with your own family." 

He suddenly paused his sobbing before looking up at my way as his eyes lit up looking at my face. Before I could speak further, he suddenly clutched my palms and started begging desperately, 

" Miss.. Miss can you stop him from sparing my business? You.. You must be his new secretary and close to him. Please, I beg you."

I was stupefied for a moment as I thought of telling the truth that I was rookie here. But the man didn't let go of my hands instead clutched hard and begged, 

" I have three daughters to take care of, Miss. I will be a begger if he burns my business. My family has no one to look after except me. I beg you, please tell him once to forgive me." 

I was completely stuck between my own judgement and his pleading words. After all, I didn't even had the close bonding like Scott with him. 

Why would he consider my request anyways? 

But looking at his poor state, my heart couldn't help but softened visualising the pitiful faces of his daughters. Thus biting down my bottom lips, I assured him nervously, 

" Let me try once." 

A sudden smile of hope formed in his lips as he wiped the tears off by his palms genuinely. Turning around, I made my way back to the office while scratching in my thoughts that how should I pursue him!