Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Chapter Eighteen ( Chapter 18 )

Chapter Eighteen:     Calvin leaned his head back on the door and closed his eyes briefly before he started walking to his secretary’s desk.   “Randi, I’m taking the rest of the week off. Cancel all my meetings and reschedule for sometime next week. Could you also leave all messages till I come back?” Randi felt his eyes on her from the front of her desk. She looked up already knowing where he was heading to, but decided to humor him.   “Let me guess. The cottage.” She saw his slight smile and nod of the head. Where else would he go?   “What do I tell your mother this time?” she asked trying to muffle her laughter. It never failed with him. Whenever his mother called to make an appearance at the office he suddenly disappears leaving her with all the dirty work.   He sighed, “Nothing. I’ll deal with her later.” I always do.   She shook her head before responding, “I don’t want to be around for that one.”   “You and I, Ran, you and I,” he replied as he slowly started walking back, “I owe you for this.”   “One word then: Vacation.”   He nodded understandingly and then winked as he began walking to the entrance. He would need to give her a raise when this is over with. He reached into his pocket and retrieved his sunglasses and keys.   He slipped on the glasses as he opened the door and got in. It was a matter of seconds before he had the car up and running and darting down the streets to his destination.         Bulma hung up the phone frustrated. Her mother’s wrath was immeasurable. She didn’t hold back as she gave Bulma an earful on propriety.  She sighed as she fell onto the couch unceremoniously.   Her parents were throwing a soirée, as the like to call it, and declared that her attendance was anticipated with all of their associates. Translation: You will appear in the most scandalous yet becoming dress that could be found and with an affluent escort, no less. She rolled her eyes. She hated these functions   At least she didn’t have to endure this one alone. Her parents graciously extended an invitation to the Roberts family. Cass, she blew her off this afternoon. She didn’t mean to, but she was in a rush. She hoped she wouldn’t be too pissed when she called her.   She sighed as she picked up the phone and began to dial.         Calvin reclined in his chair as he looked over the invitation he received. He was invited to the Briefs’ party that was to take place in two weeks time. He couldn’t believe his luck. This was perfect. All he had to do was woo her and he would be in her good graces once again.   He pulled it down to his lap and turned his head to gaze out to the perfect view that awaited him. The sun was setting and casting off a beautiful array of colors. It was a calming sight. It was one of the reasons why he enjoyed the cottage so. It had been in his family for generations and when he took over the company he naturally inherited it.   When he was younger he longed to own the company and once his old man croaked, it was fair game seeing as he was the only heir to the Shields fortune. That was over a year ago and ever since then his mother has been pressuring him to finally settle down and make an heir of his own. She claimed that her heart yearned to have grandchildren. It would give her peace before she finally joined his father.   He didn’t know when he started to find peace and solitude in the cottage, but after a time he found himself coming here when work or his mother became too much. On the outside he didn’t appear to be this complex man with emotions and feelings. He thrived on that. No one needed to know the true him. The only one that came close to it was Bulma.   She was only fifteen the last time he saw her. Her smile had enchanted him beyond any woman’s. They found a common ground that summer and she understood everything that one had to endure when you had money. She was the only one that was genuinely interested in him instead of what he was about to come into. Their relationship flourished into a companionship more or less. He started to depend on her. He could truly say that he loved her. That she was his first true love.   It was hard to leave her the summer he went off to college. He didn’t know if she truly understood the extent of his feelings though he knew it was reciprocated at some level.   He left her with no promises. No demands. Nothing.  He wanted something to offer her when he returned. He wanted to make something of his self. So she could be proud of him for all the accomplishments that he did for her. No one else, but her.   It seemed foolish now. He had nothing more to gain that he could offer her. He had the company now. He had the influence, money, and anything else you could thing of. He returned in hopes of reigniting what they once had or could have had. He would have waited for an eternity if he had to, but when he came back he saw her with him.   Vegeta Ouji. He had met him once and it had been instant rivalry. Vegeta’s company had wanted to merge with his own when his father was alive. His father was foolish enough to comply with it. Everything that he had wanted for her was soon to be taken from him. Fortunately for him, his father passed away before the forms were completed. He had to use every last penny of the company to get it back from Vegeta’s grasp.   He remembered the last time that he saw him. Vegeta’s expression was haughty and dripped with brazen. He made him feel as if he was the lowest thing that he had ever encountered. He laughed when he found out that Calvin wanted to stop the merger and asked if he was serious. Calvin’s lawyer told him that he was quite serious. Vegeta just smirked and told him he would enjoy the proceeds. When the final dissolution occurred he gave a look of complete arrogance that promised his failure in the future. His last words as he flipped his business card to him, “I’ll be waiting for your call.” Calvin seethed as Vegeta walked out of the conference room never to be seen from him again.   Calvin from then on decided that he would do everything within his power to keep his business from failing. The first six months was rocky, but in the end it all worked out and he was steadily reaching to the top. He would relish the day that his company brought down Ouji’s.   So when he saw them together he wouldn’t, no couldn’t believe that she was with him. He was hoping it was mere coincidence that he was there with his beloved. That there had to be some reason to explain, but their body language suggested otherwise. He tried to ignore it as he stood there like a fool with a bouquet of white roses. Her favorite.   Vegeta embraced her as if it was in his nature for him to do so and she complied all too willingly. She smiled up at Vegeta the way that she once did with him. She looked serene and angelic. Nothing could ruin her happiness. It was a moment meant for lovers. She then leaned up for a kiss that he bent down to received. The kiss became passionate as they freely indulged in it. Vegeta was caressing her lovingly as she enjoyed their encounter.  Only when they ran out of breath did they release. It was a minute or two longer before Vegeta finally turn to leave, but not before one last lingering kiss.   Calvin had moved out of their line of vision as Vegeta walked to his car. He should have slit his throat then. There was no way his innocent Bulma was willing to be with such a ruthless man. Vegeta didn’t know how to care for anyone besides himself. He was going to follow him, but he caught a flash of blue out of the corner of his eye. Bulma was calling for Vegeta as he returned to his hiding place once again. She was holding out something indecipherable as she dashed to his car. He looked over just in time to see her run to him.   He smirked as he took the object from her. He said something as she giggled gaily. She was about to walk off when he suddenly reached for her hand and swung her back swiftly and brought her down to his face. Calvin was about to run after him, but saw Vegeta lean out the car to give Bulma a kiss.   Calvin turned his head in revulsion. He turned back in time to see Vegeta smile before he drove off leaving Bulma to walk back into her apartment. Calvin lost all initiative he had as she closed the door. That wasn’t the same woman he left all those years ago. That wasn’t his Bulma. His Bulma wouldn’t do something so reckless as to date the devil himself.   The woman he loved would have waited for him. She would have stayed true to him. No, he knew that she was true to him. She had to be. That’s who he had left, dam nit. He thought back to the way she smiled at Vegeta. Her smile. It was the same smile that he had left. She was the same person. She was still the angelic creature that had been in his every waking thought.   It was Vegeta’s fault. It had to be. He didn’t deserve her. No one, but himself deserved her. So with that in mind, he decided he would do everything within his power to keep him away from her. That’s what he would offer her. Her freedom. Freedom from the bastard.   Since that day he had been driven by anger, but today when he saw her up close again all of that dissolved. There was nothing, but her. He was aware of only her. Her anger ignited something again. A comforting feeling of peace and calmness. So after the blow out with Jessica, he decided it was high time to head back to his sanctuary to recollect himself once again.   The sun drifted away when he finally came to again. It was pitch black with the exception of the moon shining through the various windows. He got up with every intention of easting and taking a shower and go off into a beautifully peaceful sleep. He sorted out all he could for tonight and decided that he would think of the other plans in the morning. Next one in mind was to coerce Jessica to attend with the function with him. He was exactly on good terms with her.         Jessica left the office determined to show Calvin who he was playing with, but when she went home she didn’t know how the hell she was to do it. Everything she came up with ended with too many variables that didn’t show in her favor. She had a few dirty tricks up her sleeve, but had to save them for her grand finale.   She looked at her clock. Her cousin should be home now. She hadn’t talked to Vicki in such a long time that it was ashamed to consider her a friend. She kicked off her work shoes and picked up the phone. It rang once.   “Strauss” Victoria bellowed into the phone.   Jessica rolled her eyes as she replied, “Nice to speak with you too dear.”   “Jess?” she asked.   “The one and only. What’s up with you?” She heard her sigh. “You sound stressed.”   “That’s one way of putting it.” Victoria replied as she rummaged thorough her clothes. “I’m getting ready for a date tonight and I don’t know what to wear.” She heard her laugh at her, “What’s so damned funny?”   Jessica gasped for breath as she held her stomach, “You-“ She let out another round of laughter. “You can’t find what!”   She responded with a highly irritated tone, “Jessica, please, I don’t need this right now.”     Jessica halted mid-laugh. “You got it that bad?”   She nodded her head, “Hai. You don’t understand. He’s incredible.”   “He must be. When do I get to met him?” she replied seriously.   “I don’t know soon, real soon.”   “What’s his name?”   Victoria paused briefly, “Vegeta Ouji.”       Author’s Note:   Alright ya’ll, hoped you like it. I know it’s not as long as the other ones, but you know how it is. I need something for next chapter right? I don’t know if you noticed, but I update every Sunday so look out for the next chapter please, *wink* Well that’s it for now. Till Next Time: (Midnight Passion)