Bound By His Daughter

After the talk with Tom, Ceaser couldn't wait a minute longer to execute his plan. He told Claire to cancel all his appointments before he made his way towards the elevator.

"Get the car Patrick." Ceaser told his driver when he picked up the call.

"Right away sir." Patrick said.

A minute later the elevator dinged open into the lobby. Ceaser stepped out and headed outside. All heads turned to his direction. It had always been like that for Ceaser. He was an epitome of perfection and the ladies couldn’t keep their eyes off of him.

"Have a nice day sir" Clarence – the doorman - said as he opened the door for him.

Ceaser gave him a curt nod as he exited the building spotting Patrick and the car waiting for him in front of the building. Patrick held the door open and closed it after he got in.

"Where to sir?" Patrick asked after he got in and started the car.

"Freddie and Co." Ceaser replied.

Ceaser arrived at Freddie and Co a few minutes later. He got out of the car and made his way into the building and towards the elevator. As he entered, the receptionist couldn't utter a word, she just gaped at him. Ceaser knew the effect he had on people and he would never get tired of it.

He pushed the button to the elevator and waited for it.

Oh, how he hated waiting.

It didn’t take long for the elevator to arrive and Ceaser stepped aside as people exited the elevator. When the last person stepped out gawking at him like the rest of the female population. When Ceaser moved to enter staring down at his phone just at the same time Jules stepped out, their shoulders bumped which made her bag fall to the ground. Ceaser was already on the edge of losing it because of the wait and this woman made him angry. He was about giving her a piece of his mind when Jules bent to pick her purse but then the sleeping child in her arms caught his attention. She had brown hair just like the woman carrying her; different shades though. She looked so adorable. He hated children but something about this child right here just made him melt at sight of her.

He bent to help her gather her things and when she looked at him, he froze.

“Thank you.” Jules smiled at him when they got her things.

“You’re welcome.” He said as they both rose from the ground.

Coffee brown eyes. Hair in a simple bun. Work clothes that were sexy yet professional.

Ceaser never thought he’d ever be attracted to a woman who was plain and simple but something about her was different.

He was about to introduce himself when she gave him a final smile and walked away. He stood there watching her as she stepped out of the company building. He considered going after her but the elevator was shutting and he had to get in quick. He got into the elevator before it closed shut.

about her – the woman he had bumped into, he made it to the top floor and walked into the lobby

and quickly got up, her eyes

Thompson."

Thompson’s never had any business dealings with Freddie and Co. so he never had a reason to contact him. But now he wanted to make a proposal which Danfort had to accept.

here?" Ceaser asked

her composure. "I’ll inform him of your

waited...again.

here to see you." The assistant said into

Danfort sounded

Ceaser

him in." He

"Yes sir" she said then smiled up at Ceaser. "He’ll see you

of her when he got the company as he walked straight into Freddie

Thompson." Danfort stood. "What a

towards his

"Definitely is."

a seat."

Ceaser sat down.

owe this pleasure?" Danfort asked.

here for business Mr. Danfort." He answered.

looked confused "I don't see how we can help you with that Mr Thompson. We're not in the same line of

have a proposal for you." Ceaser

clenched his jaw.

"Let's hear it." he said

help you out. I'd like

elbow on the table. "You're saying

"That's right Mr. Danfort." Ceaser also leaned forward.

to my line of business? You own construction companies around the world and you want

"Personal reasons." Ceaser answered. "So, numbers?"

Danfort sighed.

I’m ready to sell Mr.

your company has gone bankrupt. I’m pretty sure I saw no one lining up outside your office and you don’t want to sell?"

my