Seven Days of Work and Deception: Day Three

Such a tight schedule but maybe I should count my many blessings that I have such a busy schedule. Truly I've had worse. The team contacted me very early saying  new client just coming in for the Turner and West conference at 4:30 pm. One Mrs. Gina Waters. I did not want to attack this one due to her not so nice pull out skills but they wanted me to see if she would ply ball. Sometimes I have to wonder who the real boss is. They gave me a heads up that she was attending the same 9:30 am brief that I was which was perfect. That was just enough time to dodge Mr. Parr and get myself together. Even if he does manage to interfere I'm not going to be mad at all. I have a few minutes before heading to the conference floor when I hear a knock on the door. I thought to myself not again and definitely not now. I looked thru the peep whole to see none other than Annica Bar. I won't lie seeing her face instead of Mr. Parr was the biggest sigh of relief ever.

"Hey lady good morning. I got coffee and news and...."

"Annica I got to run. I have a client I need to catch before..."

"Mr. Big Fine Sexy steals him away", she interrupted with a huge smile.

"Annica!" I said with much emphasis.

"Come one lighten up. I am only joking with you but I must say he is a very fine specimen.", she continued

I couldn't disagree but I also could not agree. I had to remain focus. I told Annica thanks for the coffee and if she wanted to see Mr. Parr half naked to just stand out on the balcony. Like a whore fresh from the brothel she ran to my balcony. All I could do was laugh. Trying to press the button to the elevator, holding hot coffee and holding a computer briefcase is never easy but I manage. As the doors close I see him. Like a slow motion glance between two lovers longing for contact the door closes. I have no clue why my heart and body did a complete pause. It was like getting caught by your parents in mid stroke as you hear there steps coming up the stair way. It was a feeling I haven't felt in a long time. I snapped myself back into reality when my case slipped from under my arm and hot coffee spill onto my hand. The temptation was too strong. I may need to cut this week short if these encounters continue to happen. I do not know how much more I can take of this. Finally I make it to the conference level floor and as I walked out Mrs. Waters walks in. All I could say was Thank you God. I did not have to play Scooby-Doo to find her. She came promptly to me. So I got fast to work.

"Mrs. Waters I presume"

"Yes, do I...aww you must be Mrs. Deeson"

"Why yes, how did you know who I am..."

"I heard a great deal about you and also heard from a small source that you would be coming to me." she said. Throw a flag on this play.So I asked her fully with ever bit of caution.

"Do I know this small source ma'am", I inquired

"Oh enough with the formalities dear, lets talk shop. I've heard quite a bit of these crack pipe talks and its quite noisy. Sounds like a bunch of mosquitoes only after blood. Just a nu-sense. " she exclaimed. All I could do was smile and laugh a bit. Then she continued.

"How about we have a brunch. I'm very hungry and need something good. Do you know a good place?"

It did not take long for me to think of a place so I asked do you like fresh made things? So I decided to take her to my peaceful sanctuary. I took her to the Bake N' Bistro. Its the only place that bakes all day until about 4 pm. When we arrived she was not disappointed. I found out that she had a very huge pallet and very unique taste. We decided to have our meeting  out back near the garden. Mrs. Waters was no joke. I can now see why she pulls out on most companies and different deals. She grilled me up, down, left and right about the company and as always I told her the truth about what to expect, different outcomes and what is  expected from both ends. Within an hour and a half she was placing her signature on the six month contract. I give all my clients a full look before long term investing. The better client feels about where there company and money is going the longer they will stay. Trying to sell lies and turning it into the truth is not easy and not a route I choose to take.

"Alright, Ms. Lady, your actually everything I heard you would be. I am truly impressed." she commented

"May I ask who directed you to me. I mean if it wasn't for that small resource this could  not be made possible." I asked. All of a sudden she smiles really big and points behind me saying "Oh that handsome man over there". I turned around and my smile smile quickly turned. Only a few feet away standing in line at the counter was none other than Mr. Parr.

"That gentlemen was your intel Mrs. Waters?" I asked snidely trying my best not to change my attitude or tone.

"Yes, That's him. Isn't he handsome? she commented. Yea he is something alright I said to myself.

"Oh dear, I think we should head back now. The next conference will be starting soon and I want to be prompt for it",

Yes ma...I mean yes Mrs. Waters," I responded.

I can tell that something was seriously up with this man. After dropping off Mrs. Waters I decided to skip the next few briefings. Hearing about Turner and West was not my idea nor anything worth of interest so I passed the opportunity to the team. I hope they behave themselves. As I watched Mrs. Waters make it in I called Annica down. I knew she would still be there because hotels have always been her favorite stomping grounds for stories. She comes out almost skipping like a school girl. Only the good Lord knows what she has been doing these past few hours.

"Hey Lady where to?" she asked eagerly.

"We are going gown shopping" I said. "I hate last minute shopping for events like this but I know you know the best places to go, right?"

"Yes I do lets go and I'll tell you all the details about your mystery boyfriend on the top floor" she antagonize.

"For the last time Annica..."

"Fine fine, I hate when you get all stern on me", she interrupted.

After finding a suitable gown I insisted that we get dressed at Annica's place. I did not want to risk running into Mr. Parr. Enough of him in one day was all I could handle but the fact he will be at the Gala was the final stretch. The Gala started at 7 pm. We arrived at 8 pm. Events like this have a certain finesse that must be enforced. Walking thru the long corridor and up the long stair case to the main hall was quite a journey. Glad I wore a comfortable pair of heels. At the bottom of the staircase was the entry men taking tickets but also handing out mask. I looked and to my full surprise it was a themed masquerade ball. Even Annica was not going to happy about this.

"Monica, this is a masquerade....I can not tell a good story from a bad one in here", she said with such a disappointing tone. I felt bad for her but then again I always wanted her to slow down and take a break. Maybe I should take my own advice.

"Instead of finding a story, you just might find prince charming. Come one cheer up. Lets enjoy ourselves anyways ok? I encouraged.

So we entered into the main hall's large double doors. I wore an all black floor length gown with blue and silver sequence cascading from my right shoulder down to the bottom. I also wore jewelry to compliment the dress and three inch heels. As I walked thru the room I could see everyone coming together, enjoying the evening. The vibe in the room was very unique. I had a feeling since no one knew who was who the comfort levels was even. Annica brought her mini tablet just in case a name gets dropped she can google it before the pounce. I found myself in the middle of the dance floor. Music started to play and people started to move in closer. I felt some brush up against me. At first I disregarded it because I knew it would happen majority of the night. All of a sudden I felt someone caress my hand.  Feeling very uncomfortable at that point I made my way to the bar but it was getting harder to move around as the crowd grow thicker onto the dance floor. Again I felt someone touching my hand So I stopped moving. I was becoming even more uneasy especially being in a room full of stranger. Then I I felt someone slowly grab my shoulders pressing me closer against their body. My motion to defend was now completely on guard until...

"Such a beauty in the mist of so many and you smell incredible...."

I turned and there he was dressed completely in black silk. My first and only reaction was to slap him for violating my personal space. But he quickly took my hand and lead me back to the dance floor.

"Did I startle you? I sincerely apologize if I did."

"No you didn't" I lied

"I'm relieved", he said

"Why did you not tell me this was a masquerade ball?", I asked

"Would you have come?"

"No...I would like to see people rather than guess who they are", I responded.

"I understand but how else would I be able to get to you and talk freely without outside speculation". I could not figure him out until he continued with...

"Besides as you know I am married and so are you and we both have a image to uphold. I don't take you for the drama collecting type so some discretion was in order."

Now I understood clearly. He was avoiding a scandal not only among the both of us but also within the companies. And to be honest so was I. I didn't want none of this to tarnish my reputation nor my life as a business woman.

"I can see you think very carefully", I stated

"Like I said my wants and needs have a tendency to blend from time to time"

"So what is this....a want or a need?", I asked

He pulled me closer to him. I could feel his hands gliding across my back. Slowly he placed his left hand on my chin, lifted it slightly until my eyes fixed onto his.

"This is both", he said," I needed you to be here. I want to answer all your question while being next to you like this...this close..."

I wish to myself that the music would end but the scene seemed never ending and finally the music stopped. Everyone clapped. As his attention was away applauding the band I slipped away into the crowd. I seriously needed a drink. I made my way to the bar and all I could say was give me the strongest thing you have.

"Excuse me Ms. what was that?

"May I have a drink please"

"Yes ma'am Mrs. Deeson"

"How do you know who I am?" I asked. Who in the hell was this bartender I thought to myself. Who else knows who I am here.

"Its me Mrs. Deeson...June..June Lash"

I could not believe it. It seems my team found a away into the Gala. June proceeded to tell me how she made her way in. I asked her if she had her liquor license and sure enough she did. I told her look for a raise after this because she deserved it. She lite up like a bonfire on Christmas eve. June handed me a mini tablet with a list of names in it.

"June what is this?" I asked

"It is a list of every person here tonight. I thought you might need this since is a masked ball."

"June once this is all done look for a extra in your paycheck" I boosted

"No need...this is a on the spot job and this pay cash at the end of the night", she said happily. All I could do was laugh. I really do have a team of hustlers.

"Mrs. Deeson by any chance did you come here with..."

"June by any chance do you know if Mr. Parr's wife is here?" I interrupted

"Yes, actually she is but Mrs. Deeson I need to ask you something"

"What June?" I said will all distane

"Did you come here with your husband?" she asked

"I haven't spoken to my husband today and No I came with Annica. Why did you ask?"

As I scrolled thru the list I noticed it. My husbands name. Why didn't he say he was coming here. Even though the Gala was in another city he never made it known to me at all that he would be attending. What made me more upset is that there was a plus one by his name.

"Thanks June", I said in a hurry

"Wait Mrs. Deeson, there is something else you should know...."

I couldn't hear her over the crowd and the music starting again. I made my way around the crowd trying to find Annica. And out of no where I felt Mr/ Parr pull me close to him. I was now fully agitated  and did not want to deal with anymore of his antics.

"Why are you in such a hurry Mrs. Deeson?"

"I do not have time for you right now...let me..."

And in full motion Mr. Parr grips me tightly squeezing my arms to my sides and whispers to me I know where your husband is. As he continues his hold onto me he sways me to the dance floor. At this point I was officially over these games. I wanted to know the whole truth. Once the song was over he directed me to an empty room adjacent to the hall. I was furious and wanted to know answers right damn now.

"Please Monica stand still I can explain everything"

"I want to know right now who the hell you are, how did you know my husband was going to be here and why..."

"I will tell you...never mind I will show you everything but you must put on your game face. You must...can you do that for me?" he pleaded

"Fine..", I said with much disgust

"Monica I'm serious, you and I are in the same boat here you must..."

"I said fine didn't I"

"I wont move from this room with you if your not calm"

"What do you expect. I am furious, angry and then there is you..What am I.."

All of a sudden Mr. Parr walks closer to me. I could feel myself backing up closer to the wall. He presses his body against mine and raises his hands to my face. At this point his comfort of touching me at will was no longer tolerable and now I was fully uncomfortable.

"I know your mad and I promise everything will be made clear but we have to go now and you remain calm thru it all. "

"I am calm. Can you stop asking me to be calm already"

While still pressing against me I feel his hands glide down to my waist and his grip getting tighter.

"Can you release me now please"

"Ok"

He backs up just enough to lift me up against the wall. His hands gripping around me my thighs and my fully under my ass over whelmed me. I didn't know what to say, do, let alone think. After a few moments of this position slowly he bought me down. Watching carefully and making sure my feet was on the floor. I just look at him during the entire range of motion. I couldn't think of anything. My mind being focused on the cussing of a lifetime against my husband floated away with the strength and power of this man in front of me. Gripping me. Holding steady.

"Now that I know you calm, can we go?" he asked. All I could do was nod my head. My speech was completely gone. We entered back in the hall while the music was playing. Casually dancing our way across the floor like we never left. I could see him motioning someone over to where we were dancing. Something tells me he planned this not for me but for his self as well. he handed me off to another gentlemen wearing a mask. He did not tel me his name but seem to be someone that Mr. Parr knew very well.  After a few whispers in his ear he nodded in a agreeance, Mr. Parr took my hand and kissed it, then placed my arm around the my new found date and pointed across the room. As the music died down we found ourselves at another set of doors. He opens it  and I can see a whole new group of men with dates. The gentlemen semi ordered me to stay here as he went around the room so I did. As the men conversated, each one took off their mask. I reminded myself quickly of the tablet June handed to me. As I presumed these men were the highest of high. The main found setter of business industry. The door opened and two more couples walked in. They did not notice me at all behind the door. As the couples walked around shaking hands with everyone in the room the separated. The first couple walked towards the bar and the other couple continued to meet with the people still on the main floor. As the second couple walked around i noticed something very familiar about them. The woman removed her mask first and I could see her face clearly. I quickly looked her up and to my surprise she was Mr. Parr's wife. Like me and my husband, we kept our last names due to conflict of interest between our work places. I'm guess Mr. Parr and his wife must be under the same restraint's so I understand.

"Did you figure out everyone in the room ma'am?"

"Yes, all but four but.."

"Come with me and stay calm please."

I can tel he was a very scary person when angry. His demeanor screamed "Don't Fuck With Me" loudly. He was no Mr. Par but I did as he asked. I remained calm as we moved from my secret area. We made our way over to where Mr. Parr's wife was. I noticed him moving a different direct then we were going like a loin circling his prey, waiting for the perfect time to strike. The gentlemen on my arm introduced his self to the last four I could not identify but I knew for sure one of the ladies was his wife.

"You have a beautiful date there son, what's your name pretty lady?" Asked one of the four

"Oh, her name is Pearl." quickly responding my new date.

And what a wonderful Pearl she is." I blushed greatly. I can tell he was a flirt and his date did not his emphasis on me. he drew his attention to Mr. Parr's wife and continued with his comments and questions.

"And how are you and your date doing this fine evening?"

"We are fine," she said clinging to her date for dear life tightly. Now the real questions began starting with my partner to his wife plus one.

"How long have you two been together?" my partner asked

"Oh It would be about four years give or take" she answered

More and more of my confusion until she completely took off her mask. It was confirmed that this woman was his wife. But who was her date.

"Babe take your mask off. I know your tired of wearing it." she asked her date finally.

As he began to take his mask off I because very weak and faint. My mind was racing and overcrowded about who he could be. He took his mask off and it was my husband. I could feel my fist form tightly around my dates arm.

"Yes, she and I have been happily together for four years now." he responded smiling his her face and landing a kiss on her cheek. I wanted to speak but every single question I had my partner spoke for me.

"Where did you two meet?"

"One of our business trips, right hunny?" she answered, "Yes, we met on the liner to Barbados " he emphasized

"Do you have a number I contact you with, we should do lunch"

"My phone is actually broken. I'm getting a new one this Friday. I have to be in Kansas City for a bit."

"He is always working and unfortunately I will be in New York City for a meeting. Crazy how our schedules conflict but he always makes time for me hence us being here"

Did she say New York City? I thought to myself quickly about everything I knew up until this point. I finally figure out what was going on.

"Excuse me we must be heading out. I have a colleague that will be highly upset if i continue my absence." explained my partner

"What about your date?" She asked. All I could think to myself is dammit my cover is about to be blown and do I care. I have a very select few choice words I could say.

"Yes of course. Someone this beautiful must have a voice to match.."

"Actually she lost that beautiful voice during a meeting. What can I say about my workaholic. I wanted her to stay at the hotel but she wanted to be supportive me of me tonight. My own soldier." exclaimed my partner trying his best not to turn a smooth situation into a sticky one.

"Mine is the same way.I just cant keep him away from the office" she boosted

I finally calmed my inner anger and noticed what he was doing so I motioned the gentlemen holding my arm to the door. He said his farewells and walked me to the nearest exit door.

"When we leave out I want you to find your friend and leave. Mr. Parr will contact you and explain things later." Said the gentlemen.

"Why was my.."

"Don't argue with me Mrs. Deeson. Just do it" he said in such a concerned and powerful tone. At that moment I knew that the finally stages for me was over but the climax for Mr. Parr was about to beginning. To avoid a scandal I must not be in the building. If the press hears that I am here along with my unknowing husband...I understood greatly. He hurried and pushed me out the door. I could see Mr. Par standing there giving me that finally farewell to a tragic plot coming to its final fold. Something big was about to happen so I searched for Annica.. Finally when I found her I said calmly I locked my business cards in the car and I really needed them can we go get them. She tried to hand me her keys but i insisted that we go together. Before leaving I found June and instructed her to stay the entire night and report anything and everything she sees. She could tell something was wrong and followed my instructions. I also handed he the mini tablet. I wanted to know everything. Nothing to be missed. Once in the car I told Annica I saw my husband. To my surprise again Annica said she was looking for me all night. My husband name had came up in several conversations about his presence tonight. What in the hell is going on here. All I could do was wait for Mr. Parr.

Seven Days of Work and Deception: Day Two

My thoughts were racing as usual. So many meetings and so any mini conferences. how come the company could not have had these events in places worth while. Anyways I will sit here and try to enjoy my lunch. I drew my attention to the couple across the way from me. They seem so happy and have it all together but I know looks can be very deceiving. My husband should be here by Friday and I do miss him. But with the constant work changes and demands especially this time of the year it seems we barely see each other. But somehow for nine years we made do. Cheating can easily happen, hell with both of our schedules an entire life can happen but I try my best to remain positive and faithful. I will say, we both make our own money. If a divorce happens it would not be ugly. We both work hard to be in the places we are now and neither one of use is greedy. But anyways the first client to attack will be here at 3 o'clock today and I need to be ready. If the team have done their proper research then...

"Good afternoon Mrs. Deeson...fancy meeting..."

"If your going to sit then have a seat Mr. Parr", I interrupted

"Blunt and to the point so this means..."

"Yes, that I am very busy and have much to think about, is that what your going to say?" I said with much arrogance. I wanted him to understand that I am not up for games and business will always come first. Also this constant awareness and presence to me was wearing thin on my patience.

"No that you need a break and maybe a conversation"

"Definitely Not Mr. Parr"

"Well, I know a little information you may want to know",  he said  slightly drawing my attention to his silver Rolex.

"Mr. Parr I'm not sure what you..."

"About your 3 o'clock?", he interrupted

How in the hell did he know about my meeting and three. Now I'm curious and upset. If he is getting in my way now that he knows who I am and who I work for then I know its time to get rid of him.

"I don't know what you are talking about..", I lied

"I think you do Mrs. Deeson. You see I ran into your 3 o'clock and I could have sworn I saw him with his belongs leaving the hotel and..."

"Your are lying", I said with distine and grabbing my phone.

"Hello, Mr. Mathers this is Mrs. Deeson, I am calling to see of our meeting..." I could see staring at me with a huge smile on his face as he hear my client explain it all.

"How did you...?", I asked in curiosity

"How did I know? Well like you said dear Vets over rookies besides my company has been watching him for sometime now and..."

"Fine", I said in anger

"But that is here nor there. The real deal now is that you do not have a meeting at three and I would love it if you would accompany me to..."

"I'm sorry I can not do that I have...", I interrupted

"My companies Gold Gala tomorrow night", he interrupted

"Your company is hosting the Gold Gala?"

"Yes, every three years my company host it. For you and this one loss I will  give you access to many more opportunities to recover with. This is the best I can do to show how the big leagues are held. " he said with a smirk. He knew I was interested.

"Now your just showing off"

"A little bit but I'm also doing it so you can see I'm also about my work and not just a pest in my leisure time. Besides you might see something very interesting there."

"Like what" I said in with even more curiosity

"A lot of the top people ever to walk this earth with deep pockets and connections will be there and also including yours truly"

"I will get back to you on it...". He reaches into his top blazer pocket, pulls out a envelope and slides it towards me.

"This is two tickets. Since you will not accompany me please be my guest. I want to see the Great Mrs. Deeson at work for myself. I want to see how much of a threat you really are."

As much as I could not stand him he was right in too many ways so I took the tickets. He nodded his head and left the table. The number one person to call of course is Annica. the ball is huge and I know with  press only being able to cover the outside she can cover the inside with a bit of caution. When I finished my lunch finally I called up the team on a conference call. Knowing that Mr. Parr had a leg up on my meeting was not acceptable. We need to push harder and also a totally different angle. I told the team where I will be tomorrow night and to have their resources and phones on stand by. A lot work was going to be done that night. We need new blood on the table and more strategies to combat with. Its on now. The rest of my day went as planned and I did not see Mr. Parr at all. I took it kinda as a sign of relief. I tried calling my husband but it went straight to voicemail. I try my best to keep a set call time to convenience the both of us but its rare that we miss our regular call time. I left a few messages telling him that I would be at a event and for how long. Normally I would get a text back in a few hours but I didn't this time. So I called up Andrew Keenan. my favorite friend and chiropractor. I love talking to him, very down to earth and gives pretty damn good advice.

"Hi Julee, Mr. Keenan please"

"Yes Mrs. Deeson one moment please. Mrs. Deeson Mr. Keenan is in the middle of a session, Can I take a message?"

"Yes, please tell him to give me a call me on my personal line in his convenience please"

"Yes, Mrs. Deeson"

"Thank you Julee"

I needed to talk to him about Mr. Parr. The best Intel person is someone who can pull pain and pleasure out of any client. No one better than him, I decided to give Annica a call and get her schedule and always she clears it for anything major and worth while attending. Now done with meeting I decided to check out the local bakery. There is nothing more relaxing than fresh bread and pastries. Sitting outside contemplating life, work and my marriage it really does clam me down and refreshes me. Like I said being a workaholic has its perks and also its down sides. As I continue my thoughts my phones rings and of course its Andrew. Never thought I would be so happy for a phone call. Even if its not my husband.

"Hey bestie whats up", I said happily

"Whats the scoop chica?", Andrew said in a broken accent

"I called to see how your doing and some small talk"

"Well you caught me at the best time. My next appointment is in maybe two hours from now maybe. I have some much to tell you."

Andrew and i talked about everything. His life and mine. I also decide to tell him about Mr. Parr and the event tomorrow night. Crazy enough he never heard of him and at that point Mr. Parr raised  a red flag. So I put one member of the team on him. I needed to know who he is and why he is around. his presence to me is becoming more and more suspicious. After chatting with Andrew I made my way back to the hotel. I needed to place my phone on the charger and get some type of rest. It was about 6:20 pm and I still have not received a message from my husband. I was starting to worry a bit but I should stay focus. While in my thought yet again I hear a knock at the door.

*knock knock*

"Who is it"

"Room Service"

I open the door and told the gentlemen that I did not order room service. Truly I did not care for this particular hotel menu for lunch or dinner. He informs me that the gentlemen in the suite in 3104 ordered it for me. I asked the gentlemen where that room was located and as suspected it was the one right above mine. I kindly ask him to take the tray to that room and say no thank you. But instead he hands me a card and leaves. I wanted to rip the card up, storm up the stairs and give him a piece of my mind but instead I read the card. It read "Enjoy this light late dinner out on the balcony". I rolled the cart in near my desk and open it. It was actually something very simple. A chicken ceasar salad, fruit salad, Greek yogurt, tea and coffee. to be honest I did skip dinner due to my determination to get more clients so why not. I followed the instructions very reluctantly. I moved my laptop and the cart to the balcony. I sat down on the patio chair and noticed he wasn't there. Another clear peaceful night. No interruptions. Before I could get fully comfortable I hear the mosquito parring voice above me say...

"Since you will not allow me to have dinner with you I guess I will have to settle for this"

"I guess you settle for anything", I said snidely

"And I see you'll do anything as long as someone is directing you. So you can be submissive after all" he replied

I almost choked on my salad but all I could do was smile and say koddos. Then he continues.

"To be honest no I don't. Getting exactly what I want v.s. what I need blends together too often"

"So what would you call this a need or a want?", I asked

"Both", he responded

"Both?"

"Yes, Both"

"Please explain, Mr. Parr"

"Your never going to call me Deshawn will you?"

"No, you and I are not acquaintances but rivals. you have skills and a lot more resources than me which makes you someone I must be better than. You to me are a challenge."

"Wow! You make me sound like a real enemy or something"

" I was taught to view all people that are not with me as enemies. Not every single person is your friend especially in this industry."

"Well said Mrs. Deeson", he said

"I prides myself in telling the truth even to my clients."

"Sometimes you have to with hold the truth I mean..."

"Only if you have something to hide", I interrupted

"I understand", he agreed

"So Mr. Parr when will you start telling me that truth?"

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, the truth. Why your here in this hotel, at my companies function, and then your interest in me...the truth"

As he pondered the varies of questions I laaid out I received an email from one of my team members. The email consisted of a full bio of one Mr. Deshawn Parr. So now I can compare his lies to the truth that is not now in front of me. Finally he speaks...

"Well Mrs. Deeson what would you like to know first?"

"I have given you a list of questions already. Lets begin with those."

"Hmmm...I think I will retire for now."

"I see the truth has your feet busy more than your lips"

"I will say this. When you come to the Gala I will answer all your questions. A woman such as yourself has much to do before the event so I will not waste anymore of your evening."

"Humph, well thank you for the..." And before I knew it he was gone. and the door to his suite closed shut. I was prepared for him to speak. Watching him spill his guts out would have been my actually dessert but with this quick exit he has completely drawn me in further. I have to be smarter and bit more careful when comes down to him. I continued to sit outside and enjoy my late dinner. Soon after I received a call from Annica. She wanted to discuss the details of the Gala and also I wanted to her input on Mr. Parr. I needed a bit more ammo and even more security against him. As I began the conversation I noticed my phone was acting very funny. It only happens when I am around other electronics with high freqs. I moved inside and the noise stopped but then I moved near the cart it started again. So I continued talking to Annica as I Inspected the cart and to my surprise a mini microphones was attached to the bottom. I thought to myself that sly bastard. He probably bribed the bellmen to help him spy on me. I guess this is how Vets play ball. So i decided to spin the conversation in my favor and give a little more than what he wants to hear. I need him to understand that I am in control but on the other hand I found it extremely interesting that he would go to such great lengths to discover m plans. Everything was not adding up or making a bit of sense. After talking up a storm with Annica I decided to turn in but a knock came to my door. It was getting pretty late well for me at least and yes I did have much to do before the Gala. I got up and open the door.

"Who is it?", I said knowing I can just look thru the peep hole.

"Hotel service ma'am," he responded ", I've come to retrieve the cart from earlier"

I open the door and pointed to the direction of the cart. I was ask the guy a few questions but I maintained by curiosity and composure. But I did let him know not to bring anymore trays unless I order them. He understood. As soon as I closed the door a moment later another knock was at my door. I thought the gentlemen forgot something. I did notice I kept the yogurt and fruit salad plate. I guess he looked at the ticket and notice a few dishes missing and came back. I open the door without thinking and there stood Mr. Parr. Very bold of him to show up to my room. At this point I got a bit nervous. What if he decided that I was taking to long to make a move or what if he was listening and wanted to get more personal with me.

"Hello Mrs. Deeson"

"Mr. Parr"

He started to walk closer to my door but I quickly stepped out slightly blocking his path.

"May I help you Mr. Parr?", I said in the sternest voice I could muster

"I just wanted to tell you goodnight that all"

And with a response from me again he leaves. I'm officially confused about this man now. i closed the door and got into the bed. I checked the phone one last time and still not messages from my husband. Now I was beginning to worry. Before I could dial his number again the room phone rings.

"Hello, Who is this?", I said

"Mrs. Deeson"

"Mr. Parr? I think these games are pass over their prime. it's becoming quite annoying. Can you please..."

"Are you done?" he interrupted

"Rude much?", I said with much destine

"I will answer one of your questions if your to willing to listen Mrs. Deeson?"

"I'm listening Mr. Parr"

"The reason I was at your company fcuntion was because of business and to confirm somethings. If I assume you right you have already pulled up a bio of me right?"

"Maybe...Yes", I said

"Did you open it yet?" he asked

"No, I have not. Why open it when I can get it everything straight from you", I stated

"Read it and you will see something very interesting."

And then he hangs up. I really do not have time for these games but too much of my curiosity was being tossed around I needed some type of clarity. I did as he asked and opened the email. As I read the bio I said to my say I can't believe it. Mr. Parr is a very accomplished man but what caught my attention was his martial status. Mr. Parr is married and has been for close to nine years. The same amount of time as me but his wife's name is not listed. I continued to look further and there it was standing out like big flashing lights. Mr.Parr is suppose to be in New York City but he is here in Kansas City. Why? Who is this man, why is he here and lastly should I go the Gala?

Seven Days of Work and Deception: Day One

I woke up to the sounds of birds. Feeling the caress my face, the windows open soft breeze blowing, floating across the sheets effortless and onto my slightly hazy eyes. I rubbed them and realized the scenery was my own. my comfort slowly winy down as I realize my bed was not my bed and the ceiling was not my ceiling. And most of all the heavy breathing adjacent to me was very irregular and not familiar to me at all. As my eyes began to focus more I notice the clock nearby. 7:45 Saturday, I have things to do and so does my husband. I finally rolled over to the covered figure laying next to me. I pulled back the sheets to a fully naked man...not my husband. What in the hell did I do last night?

"I cannot stand these boring functions" I thought to myself sitting in a ballroom filled to the brim with co-workers, families and friends. I wanted to show my face and leave but something caught my eye. My real reason for staying longer was due to my best friend. Ms. Annica Bar with her nest of the best journalist skills hard deep at work. The firm received another huge contract which now placed us in the number two spot in the country. If we land one more...

"Hello the Mrs. Deeson, you look very beautiful this evening" he said startling me from behind.

I turned and there he stood in an all black suit. The only color standing out was the blue and white stripped handkerchief in his left chest pocket.

"How are you doing and you are?" I asked in caution.

"Oh I'm sorry," Extending his hand out towards me, " I'm Parr, Deshawn Par. And you still have not accepted my compliment or should I approach you differently Mrs. Deeson," he asked

"No your approach was fine but."

"But what," he interrupted.

"I have never seen you at the company before...may I ask what department you belong to." I inquired

"I don't actually', he stated and continued, " I actually belong to your competition. Maybe I should introduce myself fully. May I have permission to fret you again?"

He walked around me, circling me like a vulture eyeing his prey. I turned around once he was fully left my eye sight and he says... "Hello ma'am how are you this evening?"

"I'm fine and yourself?"

"I'm doing wonderful now that I am standing here next to you. May I ask your name?" he toyed

"My name is Deeson, Mrs. Deeson and you are?"

"My name is Deshawn Parr, I am the Partnering  CEO of Travis and Porter Inc."

As soon as he announced his self I became suddenly on guard. I thought further to myself as he continued saying his bio that he is my rival but a sexy as rival. They did not make anything this fine in Kansas City...well not many I have seen so I finally tuned back in and he says...

"I am originally from California..."

I knew it my thoughts continued. I knew they didn't make anything this delicious out here. Finally he finished and I said.

"Nice to meet my competition, I must be going"

"Wait you know so much about me but I know so very little about you...Can I have your..."

Before he utter another word, " Monica I need you over here with your Senior Advisors," rushed Annica snatching me away and all I can say was Thank you Gad. Soon enough he will figured out who I was due to Annica's quick introduction and questioning.

So Mrs. Deeson, how does it feel to be promoted and apart of this great accomplishment?"

This seem to be the perfect time to kill to birds with one stone so I responded. "Now being the New Executive Director of this firm and landing such a huge account this could not have been made possible with the entire team striving hard and putting in so much effort."

My eyes glanced over to the left to see Deshawn light up with excitement as I continued to answer her questions. How he knew exactly who I was and also the person that took his account away from him. I had a feeling who he was but sense my mind is always on work I could care less  unless he was in my way. Once the interview was over I noticed Mr. Parr slowly making his way across the room in my direction. The constant excuse me motioning from his lips made it very obvious that I was the object of his journey. Only a few more inches away and a sigh of relief to finally making it but his smile went away quickly as a herd of individuals swarmed around me. I can  tell he felt outnumbered by the excited men and women and moved passed them. For some reason I felt a small sigh of relief but  the other side of me wanted to rub his face in this victory over his company. Instead I celebrated with my team and thank God for all of the opportunities. Like my mother always said to me hard work gives the best rewards.

"So where do we party boss?" said the team in unison.

"You know my motto guys work before all play. We need to know and learn out next target and furthermore.."

And before I could continue my boss like rant of work ethic they all whipped out folders, binders and brief cases.

"What is this?" I questioned.

"This is the next few accounts that we can attack just need your look over and approval while we drink a bit of course"

I laughed. The team in only a short bit of time knew me very well and all I could say was where to...I looked around to see if I could spot my competition but he was gone. Then of of my team members hands me a napkin saying that a gentlemen wanted him to give it to me. I opened and it read, "Congrats competition, I can see you will give me a real fight. By the way here is m card..maybe we can share a few ideas and pointers with each other."

I thought to myself this could be interesting but I also must be very careful because anything is possible. After spending a few hours with the team and making sure they all returned to their rooms safely I debated on giving my competition a call. I didn't know what it was but I was intrigued by him and really wanted to know why he showed up to the function. I was very late getting really close to 2 am and calling this late would seem very inappropriate, so for thirty minutes I debated hard about calling. I walked out to my hotel room balcony, placing my hands on the custom made concrete rails and sighed. The team came up with a lot of good ideas and also new prey for us to seek out but my mind slowly drifted to Mr. Parr.

Al of a sudden O felt water drops drip onto ,y hands and hair. I looked out into the sky and noticed it was a beautiful clear night, not a cloud in sight, so where was this water coming from. Then I looked up fully and to my surprise there he was.

"Huh, I always knew you looked up to me but I never knew how much," he smirked

The nerve of him and making such an arrogant comment but I laughed a bit because only a few hours earlier I wanted to do a bit of bragging myself.

"So you think I look up to you now?"

"Isn't that what you are doing now?"

"Only for the time being Mr. Parr"

"Please call me Deshawn... Monica"

"Please call me Ms. Deeson... Mr. Parr"

"Professional to the very end I see, I can tell you will be a tough woman to crack"

"Why would you want to crack me? By any chance do you want to take a piece of me with you? Something to share with your colleagues back at the company or maybe to warn them that I am here and ready to play by their rules and win...your choice..."

I could tell he was getting more and more into me as I spoke. He really looked like the type to dominate anyone that comes his way but he needs to realize that I am the exact same way and only one will be left standing. In the mist of the back and forth tussle I finally asked "Why were you attending my companies function?"

"How about you come up and I tell you all about it"

"To your room"

"Yes...to my room, awww by any chance are you afraid that something may happen? I can assure you that I am a perfect gentlemen with many respectable intentions"

"Then you would not mind meeting me by the indoor pool instead"

"You really dont care for me, do you?"

I wanted to scream yes. You look like the type to snatch panties off with you teeth. My mind was truly in the gutter.

"How far can I trust my competition?"

"Humph, I can understand that. Meet you there in 10 minutes, if that is fine with you?"

"That is fine with me"

I can tell other things was on his mind. Talking shop could not possibly be the only thing hoovering but then again I could be over thinking things again. I was always told my thoughts always run wild. With him letting them run a little shouldn't be too bad, right?

I made it to the pool a few minutes before he did. I wanted to see him clearly and completely. I was always told I had knack for reading people. I can tell when someone was lying and when they try to withhold information from me. I have been wrong only a small handful of times but majority are spot on. As the double doors swung open he walks in wearing nothing but a set of black pajamas lined on the top and bottom cuffs in blue. My mouth almost dropped to the floor by the way his clothes hugged his body. I know I should not be looking at any other man but this was a nice specimen. You can tell he was hitting the gym with a vengeance. He walks over to the table that I was sitting, I started to stand the closer he got and he stops right in front of me. I can see him eyeing that blue and white pajama set I was wearing. Too much in a coincidence we were matching but never the less his eyes continue to trail me from head to toe. He licked his lips LL Cool J style and started biting his bottom lip. I think I know where his mind has now entered. When his eyes made its way back to my face I motioned my hands in the direction of the chair so he could have a seat. He noticed me and says "Ladies first" and behind him I said "Vet before rookie". We both laughed and finally noticing I would not back down from my stance he sat down. He gave off such a powerful vibe that I found myself being even more on guard. Something inside me wanted to pick his brain till my heart was content but I had to fall back realize where I was and why I was here. I can not create a scandal too early in this game. Too much was at stake and too many are counting on me to make sure this company stays where it is and to go further. It's a shame though, it would have been nice to test the waters with him and to see exactly how far our minds could go.

"So Mrs. Deeson, May I just say..."

"Thank you for meeting me Mr.Parr but I must be going." I interuppted

"But I just got here and you're leaving already?" he said with destain

""Yes. My objective was to see you fully and now that I have gotten an eye full I can retreat back to my room."

"Retreat?"

"Yes, every soldier knows that basic rules of engagement. Know your enemy and plan for the attack your enemy will bring"

"The more I speak to you that more I want to know about you"

"Well you should also know that I am married,"

"That is obvious"

"And maybe you should understand who my husband is before you continue to get to know me"

"Who is your husband?"

"Google me"

He laughed loudly, giving me that are you serious look and all I could do was stand there, turn and walk away towards the glass double doors. As I placed my hands on the handle I can see him scrolling thru his phone in the doors. Then he looked up with an awkward glance and at that moment he knew who my husband was. All I could do was look back, smile and continue walking forward. Like I said even though my thoughts are tad bit naughty I know where I stand and who I belong to.