His name is Titan Sandoval. His staff appeared to be terrified by his entrance into his building, as they bowed their heads in greeting when he passed by.
Who would not?
He raised his arm to check his watch as he walked toward the elevator, tucking his hands deep inside the pockets of his black slacks.
"It's 12:05 PM."
I'm running late already.
"Sir, please join us as we meet with the board to discuss the ongoing market study for our new branch."
His schedule has been managed for the past ten years by Simon, who has been his secretary and friend. He has been with his secretary and the most-trusted person in the business ever since he took over as the company's boss shortly after his father died.
Titan swung his head around to get a good look at Simon.
Simon cocked his eyes brows and furrowed. "Is there a problem, sir?"
Titan gave a headshake. "Nothing. I'm simply checking myself in your glasses. That's all."
While Simon tried not to laugh, Titan stretched his lips wide as he proceeded to touch his cheeks and lightly rub his chin. Nothing looks better than me, Simon, are we right?
"Sure, sir. You still have a great look."
A few workers greeted Titan as they left, making the entire area mine, and grinned while he was clucking as the elevator arrived and opened wide.
Someone clucked behind me before I could get in the elevator.
Titan stopped and turned to see Simon's astonished expression.
"As if you are."
That was a woman's voice, mockingly saying those things.
He flicked his head down and saw a short woman, looking like a horse neighing. Titan's eyebrows were up, and his mouth slightly opened.
When he turned to look at Simon, he could see that he was straining too hard not to laugh out loud. But Simon couldn't hold it in any longer that he snorted loud enough to be heard, leaving Titan riling up.
What just happened, exactly?
As she rolled her eyes at me and looked at her fingernails, Titan tried not to sputter in front of her. At least, out of respect.
She cocked an eyebrow at him while putting her weight on one leg and tilting her head. "What? Did I say something wrong here?
Simon tapped Titan's shoulder just as he was about to speak.
"Sir, you must attend the meeting now."
Titan raised his arm and made the sign of waiting, raising his index finger. "Simon, this won't take long."
Then, shot her a look as she stood in front of him, exuding assurance. At that point, Titan couldn't help but look over every inch of her.
"What are you looking at?" She shoved him to the side as she sputtered and clucked into the elevator. "I don't have time for you. Do you not realize that?"
Titan gestured with his fingers towards her. "You're fooling with people you have no idea about, aren't you?"
Once more, she rolled her eyes.
"Why? Are you someone I ought to keep in mind? Are you truly deserving of my attention and my memory space?"
She used her index finger to tap her temple.
"Every memory that enters this space must at the very least be worthwhile and important to me."
She scowled and hissed. "To me, you're just another one of those pitiful bastards I've encountered."
Before Titan could answer, the elevator door shut, and she rolled her eyes once more.
With wide eyes and his mouth hanging open, Titan suddenly felt discomfort as his scalding rage suddenly rose from his center to his head. He was outraged that someone like her, a woman, could do it that he kicked the garbage can way too forcefully out of desire and soared to the next corner.
After he let out some anger, Titan moved embarrassingly towards the fire exit and skipped the elevator on the second floor in favor of lowering my head to the height of my nose.
What in the world was she?
As he ascended to the 25th floor, where the meeting was, he turned to face the mirror-like surface of the elevator.
Simon kept looking at his phone as he stood next to him, for whatever reason.
Titan turned around and snatched his phone from his hand. "Listen, how could that woman treat a rich, intelligent, and attractive guy like me like that?" He sighed in frustration and adjusted his necktie. "She won't see morning again if I could see that woman."
Instead of responding, Simon snatched his phone out of Titan's grasp. "You'll never know what comes in life, Titan. There will always be a few times in your life wherein you'll meet interesting people... like her."
The elevator opened and the security opened the doors for me as I hurriedly walked into the conference room.
The presentation began as soon as Titan walked into the room and looked around at the folks waiting for him, sitting on swivel chairs.
While the man described how the market study conducted for the new branch was going. Titan crossed his legs and rested back against the swivel chair's back.
As Titan listened to the numbers the presenter was giving him, he adjusted his chair a little with his foot and rested his elbows on the armrest.
When he heard the door eventually open, he turned his head once again and recognized the person. Just before he checked his phone and scrolled for fresh messages.
It was her. The same woman questioned his dominance, even though it appeared that she was only an intern.
Peach shirt with ruffles. tight black skirt with a high waist. Skin-toned, nearly worn-out stockings. two-inch-tall black shoe ID with a large print.
"Reyes, Stephanie. Intern."
Titan scoffed as he intertwined his fingers and muttered and read the entire big print before focusing on her.
She moved the folders she was carrying over to the table and gave them to the trustees. She handed copies of the report to each man in a black swivel chair as she sat on the side next to another woman, seemingly oblivious to him.
She appeared confident enough to wear sheer peach-colored long sleeves and a pencil skirt that exposed virtually all of her legs up while trying too hard to concentrate on the report.
Titan snarled as he intertwined his fingers while the man providing the report continued discussing the metrics and future actions in front of the board members. Whatever the cause, he suddenly experienced internal anguish that compelled him to look in her direction.
When he did, she was glaring at me and her face was etched with worry. She was no longer as sure in her ability to sit properly. In an effort to disregard his presence, she swallowed, nearly dropping the water bottle.
Without taking any action, it appeared as though Titan had endangered her life while seated. He rolled his eyes as he listened to the board's assessment of the research and then switched his attention back to the report.
"I think everything is good. The data are much more accurate than the ones you provided months before. The only tweaks we must do to ensure everything is in order before we begin this project are all that I need to be aware of this week. Was I clear?"
Everyone in the room nodded in response.
Then, Titan stretched out his arm to look at his watch.
He quickly got up and hurriedly turned to the door to leave in order to go to the elevator. I must work quickly at the office.
Fortunately, when the elevator finally arrived, there was no personnel present. With Simon on his side, Titan entered thusly without incident until he got up to his workplace on the 30th floor, running to his office.
As soon as he got there, he turned and looked at Simon. "You know what to do right here, Simon."
Simon nodded. "Yes, sir." Before he turned to leave the office, he looked at me with his eyebrows furrowed. "By the way, I'll be downstairs if you need me."
"Don't bother." Titan gestured to dismiss it. "As if it helps. We both know it doesn't make any difference at all."
Simon nodded. "I agree, sir. Anyway, got to work."
"Sure, you can leave now."
"Alright." He walked towards the door and slammed the door shut.
When he left, Titan went to work and spent the next three hours there, sitting on his swivel chair and glancing at his watch once again.
Titan took the folder and looked over the papers he needed to complete before the deadline. Without realizing it, he lost hours to nothing but sitting in the office.
He sat back against the chair after finishing the last folder and sighed in frustration. If this hadn't happened, I could have worked more leisurely than before.
Exhausted, Titan shut his eyes. "Why do I have to continue being in such a race?" He paused and turned his head to stare at the city's dazzling lights. He got up to his feet and looked off in the distance.
"After ten years, there is still no sign of improvement in my prognosis. Who harmed me like this?"
Titan was so desperate that he wanted to cry. However, he had a strong impulse not to.
I'm not sure. Maybe.
Unable to find answers, he leaned against his swivel chair and reclined until he nodded off.