Destined

MEREDITH'S POV:

The soft wind moves the curtains making pavement for the bright sun rays to fall on my face but I am not ready to get up from my slumber yet. A strong protective hand rakes around my naked torso resulting a smile on my face. A sweet smell surrounds us, I remember it as the cologne he was wearing last night, I even complimented him while his lips were on mine. His grip tightens around my waist and we snuggle closer.

Wait, what the hell is going on? I am on a bed with a man, naked. And we are cuddling after our one night stand and it doesn't feel like my bed?

My eyes shot open and I turn around to look at the man I spend my night with, his long blonde hair are tousled and his eyes are still close. I take it as a clue and got up from the bed and get dress as fast as possible.

"You are leaving already," I jerk, hearing his sleepy voice. I move my lips to say something but can't form words. It's better to smile than to answer him.

What am I even supposed to say? Without wasting any further time, I pick up my coat and march towards the door.

"Meredith..." His voice freeze me, he even remembers my name. In a blink of an eye, he is in front of me, thankfully with a towel wrap around his lower body. Now that would have been awkward without it.

"I really enjoyed our time together last night," he smiles shyly. "Maybe we could meet later again."

He looks at me with hope in his blue oceanic eyes. I can't deny that he was adorable and sexy, damn those abs.

Meredith, FOCUS!

"I-I- don't know what to say," I nervously chuckle. "But I am not looking for a relationship right now."

"Oh, alright. Although It was lovely meeting you," he smiles politely, I can say he was looking forward to us.

"It was lovely meeting you too..." I can't even recall his name. Is it Steve or Stephen?

I leave the room hurriedly, it would have been weird if I had asked his name back there. And situation was enough weird for me to handle.

By the time I reach home, my head is throbbing. How stupid I am to be drinking on Sunday when I have an important meeting today. And above all of that I slept with a stranger. What if he was a serial killer? What if someone send him to kill me?

Guess I am overthinking again, when I am going to trust people and start leaving my life? Urgh!

Since I am getting late, I change my clothes and hurriedly leave the house for work. I park my car in the parking lot and stalk toward the tall, giant glass building which is the main building of ELECTRON.

Electron, as goes by the name is a successful tech company which was founded by my very hardworking father. But he handed over me the company when he turned sixty a year ago. And now I am the CEO, it is my responsibility to take care of it. I take the elevator to reach the top floor where my office is located.

"Meredith, can we talk?" Adrian, the director of the company asks when I step out of the elevator.

"Yes." I smile and we both enter in my office.

He sit on the front chair while I remove my coat and place it on the stand beside me. Adrian doesn't speak for few minutes, his silence scared me because things aren't good in company right now. After few more seconds, I decide to break the silence. "What happened Adrian?"

He takes a deep breath and starts talking. "Situation is getting worse."

I know this was going to happen. Since I joined the company, the progress is going downwards. A woman handling technology seems inappropriate to the people. But I was excellent with them, yet people refuse to believe that and gradually I lost investors. I can't see my company drowning in bankruptcy, I need fresh ideas and investors who are willing to believe in me. The most important thing for me is to make my dad proud.

"What happened?" I ask, looking at his upset face.

"Mr. Kingsley has called and he doesn't want to invest in our company any longer," one more investor is gone.

The headache, which I try to suppress is back again. I caress my forehead to release the pain but, it is of no use. I dismiss Adrian assuring him about finding a solution. We both know that it was difficult. Although, I am not going to rest until I find it out.

I have to call an immediate board meeting regarding the current situation. We all sit around the round table making a circle. I start explaining them the scenario and ask them to think about possible solutions. The meeting continue for an hour, however there are no signs of answers.

"Ms. Lewis, what about the plan you told us earlier?" Mr. Smith, one of the members ask.

The idea I was so confident of which was refused by every investors, I am not going to talk about it. I look at Adrian because he knows, his head bow down in disappointment. Everyone came to know it isn't worth it.

The looks of pity from the people I receive are humiliating, I hate it. I call the meeting off and walk to my office. I need space, time to think about it. The only solution I can think is getting investors but how?

I look up from the laptop when a loud knock erupted from the door, I allow the person to come in. And walk in my best friend Zee. I am the only one to call her Zee, her actual name is Zhara Wallace.

"Where were you last night? I tried calling you hundreds of time and God knows where you had been," she exclaims, stomping her foot like a six year old. I quickly approach her because of the five months old baby inside her womb. She is pregnant with her longtime boyfriend Joshua, they are high school sweethearts and I love them.

"Calm down!" I say taking her to the sofa. "You will hurt yourself."

"I am not a baby, a baby is growing inside me," Zee pouted. I can understand her actions, her hormones are going crazy.

"Wait a second," I went to my table and opened my right drawer where I keep chocolates for emergency. I always eat them when I get anxious, they help me calm myself. Maybe it helps her too.

"Take this," I hand her the big chocolate bar and she gladly accept it. Zee takes her precious time to devour the bar while I sit there smiling.

Zee and I met in elementary school and since then we are beside each other in ups and downs. I can assure that she will be there for me always and I'll be there for her.

"What brings you here?"

"I called you so many times, you were not picking up. What were you doing anyway?"

"I was out with someone," I shrug, trying to dismiss this topic as soon as possible. Even if she is my best friend, I am not comfortable talking about my sex life with anyone. "By the way, why were you calling me?"

Her face lights up in a huge smile and she wiggles her fingers in front of me. A huge diamond ring is shining bright on her finger just like her face. I can't help but to give her a tight hug making sure not to hurt her.

"When did he propose you?" I ask with a excited voice.

"Yesterday evening, that's the reason I was calling you."

"I am so sorry." I pouted, taking her hand in mine. "Isn't it pretty?"

The ring has platinum band with an elegant diamond in the centre, it is beautiful and compliments her porcelain skin.

"I know right!"

"I am so happy for you, Zee. You are going to be a mom in few months and a wife too," I smile, I just can't stop smiling.

"This feels surreal," she squeals.

"Remember when you used to say that you will never have a child because 'they are spawn of satan'. Huh!" I playfully nudged her. Zee in her teenage years never liked kids but time changes everything.

"Ah! Those old days," she bursts into laughter following me.

"Your dad's birthday is coming up right? So what have you decided?" She asks completely jumping to another topic. An amusing trait of her.

"Yeah! I have planned a part but I am afraid."

Her hand reach my shoulders to console me. My parent's relationship is on edge and they may end up divorcing each other. My dad is the sweetest man I have met but my mom always wants something more and I think they are bored of each other.

"Everything will be alright," Zee gave me her brightest smile.

But the thing which is eating me is to tell my dad about the company situation. I don't have the courage to do that, I can't see the disappointment on his face. I have to do anything and everything to save his reputation and hardwork.