-"There's a tingly feeling in my heart, my palms sweat, and I lose my mind every time she's near me."

I step out of the black limousine and David holds out an umbrella for me. I thank him as I take the umbrella from him and walk into McKeller Industries.

"Good morning Mr. McKeller." Jennifer, the receptionists greets.

"Good morning Ms. Green." I reply before walking towards the private elevator reserved for the McKeller family only.

My phone starts vibrating in my trouser pocket. I take out my phone and the name Jane flashes on the screen. A warm feeling washes over me as I stare down at her name. I could picture her medium length brown locks falling down her shoulders, her chocolate brown eyes, and rosy pink lips. The vibration of my phone brings me back to reality and I slide my finger over the screen.

Her mad tone caused a smile to tug on my lips. She was so adorable when she was mad and it was kind of a turn on, too. No! I can't think like that especially not towards Jane! She was just the waitress that was my fake wife, the beautiful waitress that filled my thoughts and the beautiful waitress that caused a tingly feeling on my heart.

Great! I am spacing out again thanks to the girl on the other line of the phone.

Did I just say 'at home'? Way to go Adrian! Why didn't I say 'at the house' like I usually did?

The beep of the call ending cut my sentence short. I entered my office already missing Jane's voice. What is happening to me?!

"Just don't think of her," I tell myself. "You came here to do something now do it."

I type in my password and the home window pops up on the screen. I look through the various saved files on the computer until I find the one I needed. A smirk creeped onto my face as I read through the document.

Damon brace yourself because I am about to take you down!

Without hesitation I click on the print icon and save the file on my USB. I collect the documents from the printer and head towards the copy room. I make three copies of the document and walk back into the my office. I place the original file in a sand colored ULINE folder. I hide the folder in one of my drawers and make sure to lock it up before grabbing my phone and walking towards the elevator. I dial in David's work phone number before pressing the call button.

I end the call and place the black iPhone 7 into my pocket. I look at my watch which marked ten thirty. I had exactly an hour before I had to come back for the meeting with the construction company for the new McKeller resort in Cancun. There is a before the elevator doors slide open. I step out of the elevator and enter the lobby. My phone vibrated signaling I received a message.

I turn of my phone and walk towards the glass revolving door. The black umbrella opens up and the water droplets hit it. I spot the black limousine parked just a few feet away from the door and David was holding the door open for me. Once I climbed in the door shut close.

"Where do I take you sir?" David asks.

I look up at him and answer, "Jacob Corporations."

David nods before closing the privacy divider. I look at my phone and the urge to call Jane washes over me but I hold it in.

"Stop thinking about her." I tell myself as I lean back into my seat and look out the window. It was the costume Jane always does.

***

The limousine comes to a stop outside Jacob Corporations offices. The building was nothing compared to McKeller Industries. It had stopped raining so I step out of the car without the umbrella in hand.

"David, wait here I'll be back in a few minutes. This won't take long." I order and David nods.

I turn back and look at the glass doors of the building. I walk inside and am greeted with an empty lobby. As I said before nothing compared to McKeller Industries.

"Mr. McKeller." The receptionist states in a flirty tone. Normally I would flirt back but right now I did not have time for that nor did I want to flirt.

"I'm here to see Mr. Jacob." I reply dryly. The girl frowns and I just roll my eyes.

"Damian Jacob or his father?" The girl questioned as she picked up the phone.

"Damian Jacob." I answer. The girl lazily types in the phone number digits before being the phone to her ear. "Tell him it's Adrian McKeller and it's urgent that I talk to him."

"Mr. Jacob?" The girl talks through the phone as she stared at her nails. "Yeah, Adrian McKeller is here to see you. He said she it's urgent. Yeah, alright I'll send him up."

The girl puts down the phone and I look up at her with a questioning look.

"He said you could go up." She states and I nod before walking towards the elevator doors.

I press the white button that had an arrow pointing up before the doors slide open and I step in. I press the number for the second to last floor and stare down at the folder in my hand. Although, our fathers were great friends, Damon and I were enemies—opponents fighting to make our family companies better than the others. This is why I was doing this, right? "No dummy, you're doing this because he hurt Jane and you want revenge for her!" My mind answered. Am I doing this for me or for Jane? The from the elevator brought me out of my thoughts and the doors slid open. I walked down the corridor until I found the door that had Vice President written on it.

I knock on the door and Damon's voice saids, "Come in!"

I open the frosted glass door and walked into the room.

"Adrian it's good to see you." Damon states and I hold back the urge to roll my eyes.

"Wish I could say the same." I wanted to reply but instead I just nodded and smiled.

"How may I help you today?" He asked and I simply threw the folder on his desk as my response. With knitted eyebrows and confused look he opened up the folder and read the papers. He had a blank look on his face as he looked up at me.

"Care to explain?" I asked with a serious face and arms crossed.

"Uh, I-I" he stuttered as his face turned into one of fear. "What is this?"

"The documents that show the amount of money you've stolen from your grandfather's company." I spit out. "You drove your family's business into a great debt! Do you have any idea how much money it'll take to get this business back to how it was when your grandfather ran it?"

Damon looked down at the documents once more before questioning, "How did you get these documents?"

"I have my connections?" I respond uninterestedly. "But that's not the point. The point is that with these files in my hands your career will go spiraling down as well as your fathers and even your family's."

Damon smirks and picks up the files before answering, "Well without these files you can't do anything."

The tearing of paper fill the silenced room and I just smirk.

"Did you actually think those were the original files?" I question with a smug look. "Unlike you I am not stupid, I have the original files locked up and I also have various copies of those documents."

Damon's smirk fades away after hearing my words.

"Why are you doing this?" He angrily asks. "Our parents are friends, close friends for that matter."

"Yeah, but you and I are nowhere near friends." I reply. "But that's not the reason why I am doing this."

"Oh really then what's the goddamn reason you're pulling this shit on me!"

"You knew who Jane was before the engagement announcement party, and not only because she worked for you." I state. "But because you two dated. Then you screwed her over and made her lose her job."

Damon stared at me with a perplexed look and I smirk, "She told me everything."

Damon burst into laughters and it was my turn to be confused.

"And here I thought all of this was just a little charade of yours but y-you actually love her." Damon states causing my body to tense up.

"Why would I marry her if I didn't love her?" I retort trying to keep myself calm.

"You're Adrian McKeller for God's sake!" Damon cries out. "You're the famous playboy who doesn't give a fuck about the feelings of the woman he sleeps with! You would never settle down especially not with a girl like Jane."

Anger started rise inside me because he was right but why is Jane always in my mind? Why does my heart always accelerate when she's around? Why did I chose her out of all the women in that diner to be my wife?

"You don't know me Damon!" I growl. "And you don't know Jane. You had your chance but you let it go. Now Jane loves me and you have to bare with that fact! So stop calling her asking her to meet with you when I am out of the country on a business trip!"

"How do you kn-"

"She told me because she trusts me, because she loves me." I answer. "I love her and that's why I am doing this. Now, if you don't want this information to be spilled you will sell the company to me. I will own the WHOLE company and have access to everything."

Damon swallowed in feared as he stared at me with a mortified look.

"Maybe we can rationalize this ano-"

"That's my final offer." I state. "So you either take it or leave it and I spill your dirty little secret to the news. I pretty sure this information would help Glitz Magazine make it the article of the year."

"Fine." Damon answers. "I'll sell you the company."

"Good." I reply with a triumphant smirk.

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