A NIGHT WITH THE CRAZY CEO

**BRIANNA**Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Carlos kept trying to have a conversation with me but I kept snubbing him because I wasn’t in the mood to talk.

“So where are you going?” He asked me in a cheerful manner driving lazily and looking ahead at the road.

“I thought I told you before, my boss sent me on an errand.” I snapped rudely.

“Well forgive me for having a poor memory.” He joked.

“I can clearly see that you have a bad memory.” I muttered hoping he wouldn’t hear but with the way he glanced at me I knew he heard what I said.

“Tell me about yourself.”  He stated looking at me and focusing back on the road.

“My name is Brianna Jackson. A college dropout striving to make ends meet, take care of her sick mother and get the best life for her younger sister.” I replied.

“Why are you the one doing all the work? What of your father?” He asked and I gave him a sour look which he didn’t notice and if he did, he acted well in behaving like he didn’t see me.

“He abandoned us when he learned of my mother’s sickness and the burden became too much for him. He went off to marry a rich woman and traveled out of the country with her.” I explained.

“I’m so sorry about that.” He said.

“Its not your fault, its his fault for being a coward.” I replied.

“Where is your place of work?” He asked casually.

“I’m working at AC organizations.” I responded and his expression seemed to change when he heard my response.

“Oh, so you work for Adrian.” He stated more than asked.

“Yes I do, do you know him?” I replied then asked.

“Of course I know him, who wouldn’t? He is the most richest man in the country.” He said bitterly.

“But I meant on a personal level.” I replied.

“We were friends.” He said simply.

“Oh.” That was me not knowing what to say when I’m speechless.

“I hope you know that he sleeps with almost all his female employees.” He said smirking. Wow, i never knew Mr Adrian was a manwhore.

“Well he’s in for a shock then cos he can’t get into my pants.” I replied defiantly.

“So where do you work? I can tell you’re pretty rich with this beautiful car of yours.” I stated hoping to divert the topic from anything related to Mr Adrian.

“I’m the CEO of Carlos’ Cosmetics and Wardrobes.” He responded.

“Oh yeah! I’ve heard of it, it is a really popular company.” I commented.

“It is but not as popular as Adrian’s or Manuel’s.” He muttered under his breath but I heard him.

After the conversation, silence descended on us in the car and no one bothered to break it. The only sound that was heard are those of the occasional bikes and cars that were driving by. The road seemed a little deserted.

Some minutes later, the car drove into a beautiful looking estate and I kept looking around at the similar but magnificent looking buildings. The buildings are painted in green and orange. The colors made them look amazing and it even elicit a cool feeling.

The car finally stopped in front of an equally beautiful mansion and Carlos turned to face me.

“According to the address you gave to me, this is where you’re going.” He said.

“Yeah thank you so much for the ride. If not for you, I would have trekked and eventually would have gotten lost.” I replied.

“You’re welcome gorgeous. Here, take my card. Call me if you need anything.” He said winking. He opened the glove compartment and brought out his card.

“Ok thanks once again. I’ll surely call you some other time.” I stated alighting from the car and walked towards the gate of the mansion. I turned back to wave at Carlos as he drove off. I focused my attention back on the gate and pressed the doorbell. I continued pressing it when the security didn’t answer on time. I stopped only when I heard footsteps coming towards the gate.

In no time, the gate was opened and a middle-aged man’s head popped out. He looked around for a while before his gaze finally settled on me. He stepped out completely and closed the gate behind me. He must be thinking that what am I doing here unless the boss has informed him that someone is coming over.

“Good day sir!” I greeted him politely because he looked old enough to be my father.

“Good day to you too young lady, how may I help you?” He responded then asked.

“I was sent here by my boss to come and retrieve a file he forgot at home.” I stated.

“What is the name of this boss of yours, if I may ask?”

“His name is Adrian Carter, sir.” I replied.

“Well I’m afraid there’s no Adrian Carter living in this place. Maybe you were given the wrong address. You can look around or check the other estate.” He said.

“No! This was the address given to me. Take a look at it.” I argued handing over the sheet of paper the address was written on to him. He took in what was written on the paper and raised his head to look at me.

“You were given the wrong address. There’s no Adrian Carter living here, maybe the person that wrote it made a mistake while writing it.” He said.

I sighed tiredly, closing my eyes and opening them again, I collected the paper from the man.

“I’m very sorry for the inconvenience sir, it’ll never happen again.” I stated.

“Its okay. Go to the other houses and ask if there’s anyone living there with the name you mentioned earlier. And if you can’t find any, go to the other estate.” He said.

“Thank you sir.” I replied then walked away to continue the search for Mr. Adrian’s house. I would have called him and told him about my current situation but I don’t have his phone number.

I kept looking around at each and every houses but it all ended with the same result. After few hours of just walking around, I decided that I couldn’t go any further and I can’t go back to the office because I’m not ready to face Mr. Adrian’s trouble. I don’t have the energy to argue with him because my body aches from all the walking I’ve done in one day.

Thinking back to it, I remembered the smirk on his face when I wanted to step out of his office and the way his eyes gleamed with mischief. I gasped in realization when I realized that I have been pranked. So he did all this so that he could get back at me for kicking his dick? He is acting infantile and I’d have given him a taste of his own medicine if I didn’t really need the money I’d earn from this job but that doesn’t mean I won’t make him regret walking around under this scorching hot sun. With that thought in mind, I walked to the road and flagged down a cab that would take me home.

TBC