[IRIS'S POV]
My face was beet red from embarrassment, and looking up, I shot an icy glare at that smug face that he wore oh-so-well. That bastard… he was enjoying this! He was looking down at me, seeming to be waiting for me to fumble out another apology. Well, if that is what he was waiting for, he would be waiting until Hell froze over. I gritted my teeth, got up off the floor with as much grace as I could muster, and dusted myself off. He smirked over my nonchalant attitude and leaned back against his office chair leisurely, watching me walk back to my desk.
Plopping down in my office chair, I racked my brain for ideas on how to impress the president. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind. I stared at my computer. Suddenly, my eyes lit up with an idea and I began to get to work. Before I knew it, an hour had passed, and I hadn’t exchanged a single word with him. It didn’t matter though. I was too focused on completing my tasks to make small talk with that meanie. With one final stroke of a key, I had finished.
At that moment, the president’s phone started to ring. Without averting my eyes from the screen, I heard him pick up the call. After a few moments of being on the phone, his expression instantly turned dark and he bolted out of his chair. He quickly made his way outside the office without even glancing at me. I looked at the door and was confused.
“What was that about? Whatever, he didn’t even look at me, so it should be fine,” I thought, shrugging nonchalantly.
[XAVIER'S POV]
Scott called to inform me that the CEOs under my corporation were sitting in the conference room because of an emergency. Hastily, I made my way down the corridor and felt annoyed. I had just cleaned up one mess a couple of days ago and now had another one to handle. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I pushed the transparent doors open.
My CEOs were all standing around the large table wearing terrified expressions upon my entrance. I knew they feared me and gave me the nickname, “Demon King.” It was no surprise. However, I was a little saddened that my own people were afraid of me. They knew me to be a ruthless, cold, and domineering president. Even so, they didn’t have to be so tense in my presence all the time. It was getting really old.