Chapter 1
She sat in her office looking thoroughly at the document, making sure there wasn’t any error with the contract. Page after page, she turned with her beautiful fingers moving around the letters she wasn’t someone who would ever make mistakes, and she was sure of it. Turning the last page, she read everything and finally signed the contract.
“Mr Blake, you can take this,” she said, referring to the black file she just finished off. “You can leave for now,” she ordered.
Mr Blake, her secretary, left the office as she ordered. She resumed back to her work, she was looking at the stock prices. She sighed out a relief that her company was doing well. Not only was it doing well, it was at the top, and she made sure that it remained that way. She heard a knock at the door.
“Come in,” she said.
“Ma’am, the president wants to see you now,” said the man.
“President?” she said as she wondered what the matter could be. “Fine, tell him I will be there,” she said and send off the man
She got up and left her office, and made her way towards the President’s office. She wasn’t able to figure out what the matter was, it wasn’t too long ago that she just finished talking to the President about the deal they were making with Ray Clothing Line. She pressed the button of the elevator and waited for its arrival. In the meantime, she looked at her schedule to see what was left for her to do. She looked at her glamorous white coloured Tissot watch, which was elegantly placed on her wrist. It was ten in the night, ‘looks like another late-night work’ she wondered.
The elevator arrived with a ding, and she entered inside and pressed the button to the floor on which the President’s office was situated. In a few minutes, she reached her destination and walked towards the office. The whole corridor was silent, and at the end of the were two brown doors with a broad on which with golden letters it was written, ‘President, Mr.Coyle Wyatt’
She knocked on the door as she reached, and a voice came from inside and she entered. As soon as she entered, she was welcomed by a person sitting on the chair with his back facing towards her.
“Yes, why did you want to see me?” she asked
“Emilia,” the President said as he faced her and the girl looked up
Coyle Wyatt was a man around his fifties. He had fine black and grey hair, brown eyes and warm features.
“What is the matter?” she asked
“I did not call you to talk as the President of this company, but as a father,” said Mr Wyatt.
“Yes, Dad,” answered Emilia
“Emilia, I want to talk to you about something,” he said and got up. “Take a seat on the couch,” he instructed.
Emilia followed his orders and sat on the couch. Her father sat across her with a serious look on his face. Emilia at once figured out it wasn’t something related to the company, but it was something she always did not want to talk about. But she also knew she could not avoid it too long. Both her parents were looking at a chance to talk to her, but she made sure they didn’t get one.
“Emilia, you have worked hard for this company. If it wasn’t for you, things would have been very different at present. The stocks are doing very well, and it is all thanks to you.” he said
“Thank you so much Dad,” replied Emilia
“The company doing well is great, but how long are you planning to be single? Your mother is very worried about you. You have never shown any interest in anyone and haven’t ever dated. All we see is you being engaged in the company matters and you have been spending so many sleepless nights for the company. You are twenty-five now, your mother and I are worried for you. If you have anyone you like, tell us right now.” said Mr Wyatt
“I don’t have anyone I like, and I don’t mind spending my time for the company,” said Emilia with a small smile.
“Is it so?” asked Mr Wyatt
Emilia simply nodded in yes.
“We have someone you might like, maybe we would prefer if you married him,” said Mr Wyatt.
“I will do as you say,” answered Emilia.
“I will inform your mother, and then we can talk about it again,” said Mr Wyatt
“Should I leave now?” asked Emilia.
“Yes, you can,” said Mr Wyatt
Emilia left the office and moved towards her. She had known for a long time that her parents will bring up this topic soon enough, and she cannot resist it. Her being the CEO of Wyatt Group never gave her enough time to go around dating or spend her time checking out hot guys. Her life always revolved around the company from the time she was in high school. She never would have thought back then she would ever end being a CEO of a company, but circumstances played such a role that she had to take care of something and become something she never thought she would.
Emilia looked out of the window of her office, the city was looking pretty from this height, people looked happy and peaceful, it’s been so long since she felt like that. She felt someone beside her and looked at her side to see an old man with small eyes and sharp features with a black suit standing beside her.
“Mr Wright!” exclaimed Emilia
“What’s wrong? It’s not like you have never seen me,” said Mr Wright.
“But you left the office three hours ago. What brings you back?” asked Emilia, who was surprised to see Mr Wright
“I did leave the office, but I came back to give you this file about the Ryan Clothing Line you asked about. But when I came here, I found out that you are not in the office so I decided to stop by at the President’s office that’s when I got to know that Mr Wyatt talked to you about your marriage. Emilia, you don’t have anyone you like?” said Mr Wright, looking at Emilia
“No, I don’t have anyone,” Emilia replied.
“So will marry anyone your parents choose for you?”
“Not anyone, but someone who doesn’t expect anything from me nor do I expect anything from him.”
“So are you going to marry just for namesake?”
“Well, you can say that.”
“Emilia marriage isn’t a joke, it is something that is meant to be filled with love and compassion.”
“I know that, but I don’t think so I can do that.”
“You are planning to spend your life like this.”
“If that’s the case, then I will.”
“Emilia, why are you not opening your heart to anyone? There should be at least one person.”
“I don’t think so, I am capable to do that. I closed my heart long back.”
“Emilia, whatever happened to you that night and with your family doesn’t mean that it will happen with everyone you choose.”
“My family is supposed to be my closest, but if they couldn’t do it, then how can I expect some stranger to do?”
“Emilia you have been very lonely and hard on yourself. How long do you think to keep on doing things to please your parents?”
“I don’t know how long, and it would be better if we don’t talk about it. I guess you should leave now.”
Mr Wright kept the file on the table and left the office. Mr Wright has been a guide to Emilia ever since she stepped into the business world. He always helped her and guided her. He was her secretary too, but as he became old, Emilia preferred to lessen his burdens and appointed a new secretary. Emilia took one last look outside and resumed back her work. She looked at the file Mr Wright brought and looked at the time once again, it was twelve in the night.
She huffed and resumed back her work. She had many things left undone. She kept on working continuously, from twelve it was one, from one it was two, and from two it was three. Finally, when the clock struck three, she packed her things back and moved out of her office. She got down to the basement where her car was parked. Her navy blue Lexus was beautifully parked in its place. She quickly hopped in and drove towards her house. ‘I have four hours left to sleep now’ she wondered as she drove.
It had already been one long week since her sleeping schedule has been a mess. Finally, she reached her penthouse, it was glamorous, pretty and spacious. She entered inside and changed her office attire to a casual one. She went to the kitchen to find that her maid had already made the dinner. Emilia's parents never wanted her to live alone by herself, but she insisted on having a place of her due to the reason that her parent’s house was two hours away from the office and she had to waste two hours daily to just come and go to her office and she wanted to leave her parent’s house as it would make it much easier for her. It wasn’t that she liked being alone, she hated the idea of being alone but situations were such that she had to move out but she made sure to visit them whenever she had time.
She finished her dinner and went to bed, today passed away and tomorrow she has to deal with much bigger problems than today. She knew that from tomorrow her parents would start hovering over her about some guy they think is suitable for her and with these thoughts she dozed off to sleep.
