2. Panic...

He always had the height, but never considered it, always had the eyes, but never complimented it, always had the looks, but never worked on it, always had the riches, but never showed it.

That was until his last heartbreak.

"Yes, Gary?"

"Sir, I just completed the deal, sir, Shenan Group and her entire estate are officially ours."

"Get the demolition crew there, I want work to commence ASAP."

"Yes sir,"

"Oh and Gary, I'm coming in this afternoon." He ends the call, leaving Gary, his secretary in a state of panic and distress.

Normal people trained themselves on how to be better singers, better runway models, or better wrestlers, better in whatever it is they chose in life, but for Reuel, over the years, he had trained himself to be a better Jerk.

And he got better and better with every heart he broke until he crowned himself the jerk of all jerks.

"Good morning darling," the fine beauty that laid next to him, in full naked perfection, flicked her eyes open and kissed him good morning.

"It is, a good morning indeed." His voice was deep and entrancing, his eyes bright and beguiling, and his smile, enamoring. He kissed her back, his foul hand instantly making its way to her breasts, dallying with them.

"Let me give you a little morning teaser and..." The lady paused, as they could suddenly hear a ruckus just outside the door of the humongous bedroom, causing them both to wonder what kind of madness was unfolding in his mansion.

*BAM* The door burst open... "OH my gosh!" gasped the brunette in an ivory suit, well-tailored. As she walked into the room to find her boyfriend in the most unholy position with another woman.

"I'm sorry master, but I tried to stop her. She..."

"Oh, it's alright Barry." He cuts off the old man with a simple wave. "it was bound to happen anyway."

"Reuel, I can't believe this, how could you do this to me? I gave you my love, heart, and body, and you still cheat on me with this... Slut??" The lady cried, her feet glued to the spot, with disbelief. "What does she have that I don't?"

"Blonde." He blurts out as he slips out of the embrace of the lady in his bed. Not even a bit worried about his denuded state as he strolled past the brunette to pour himself a nice glass of whiskey in the morning.

"W_What?" the lady falters as she wondered if she was hearing him correctly.

"I don't like brunettes. I prefer blondes... Haven't you watched the movie? Rich gentlemen prefer blondes... I am rich, and I am a gentleman after all."

"B_But you said you loved me because of my hair." The lady says with tears in her eyes.

"Did I?" he looks up to the ceiling as if he was trying to recollect something... "I don't remember."

"You're a jerk!"

"I know."

"I hate you!"

"That's good... She loves me though... Don't she?" He turns to the blond on the bed, and she sexily rises from the bed, and shamelessly walks over to him, and kisses him, smacking their lips as loud and irritating as they could.

"I love you, darling." The blonde says, and he looks at the brunette with eyes that said 'See, she loves me' as he smacks her naked butt, causing the lady to jolt with excitement.

"I'm gonna go take a shower now, so unless you wish to join us, which I really don't mind, get out the same way you came in." Was the last words he said, before walking into the bathroom with the blond in hand.

And as the brunette stood there, begging her feet to move, she could hear the loud, beastly moans and gasps coming from the bathroom, the voice of the blonde lady crying and chanting his name in the most ungodly form.

And with nothing left to say, she walked out of the room, tears trailing down her eyes, shoulders dropped down, and a broken heart.

Now he was no longer the one being left brokenhearted... He was the heartbreaker.

...

"The boss says he's coming in today, so make sure you have those flowers taken down immediately. He hates red flowers, how many times do I have to tell you this." Gary panicked as he placed calls, and sent messages, trying to make everything perfect for his boss's arrival.

Reuel Caddel was not one to go to work every day. The man could be at the company only once a month, but that one time was a whole lot of heartache for everyone, especially Gary.

The twenty-six-year-old brown-haired man was losing his beauty to wrinkles and grey hair. It wasn't easy working for the weirdest CEO of the century.

"You call this a cafecito? Are you trying to make me lose my job... This is more of a MilkyCito than a Cafecito. Do I have to do everything myself?" Gary complained as the staff he had asked to make coffee for the boss just did a terrible job.

"How many times will I show this to you? You literally don't have any other job in this company. Just make a perfect Cafecito whenever the boss is around, you call yourself a barista, and yet I have to show this to you every..." He broke off, as his phone rang in his pocket.

Seeing who the caller was, he instantly did some quick breathing exercises. Inhaling deeply and exhaling loudly... "Yes sir?"

"I'm almost at the mall..."

"WHAT?? THE MALL!!!" Gary wanted to scream those words. Here he was, setting up the company for the entrance of the almighty, only to realize the man was gonna grace the mall with his presence instead.

"Sir, when you said you were coming in, didn't you mean HQ?"

"That question means you're at the HQ right now..." Reuel guessed, and hearing the silent squeal of the man from the other side of the line, he could tell he was right. "Be at the mall on Moonstreet in fifteen minutes, I want to check on things myself." He then hung up, and Gary was thrown into an even bigger state of catastrophe.

"Hello, sir..."

"Prepare yourselves..." Gary warned as he quickly packed some necessary documents, and was on the run toward the elevator. "The boss is on his way as we speak. He'll be there in ten minutes." He explains to the Mall manager as he nervously waited for the elevator to move, wondering if it would have been faster if he took the stairs.

"Make sure his entrance sound is prepared, and please don't let it be a minute behind schedule. As soon as he walks through the door, the moment his feet touches the mall floor, the song should play."

Running like a madman towards his car, he gave further instructions

"OH, also have the barista make his cafecito. And please make sure it's perfect. I beg you." He ended the call and zoomed off.

Going as fast as he could, and praying to all the gods that the manager did a good job in preparing everything necessary.

Pulling into Moonstreet, Gary almost bolted out of his moving car as he saw his boss's car pull up in front of the Caddel Mall.

Straightening his suit and hair, fixing his glasses as he ran and thankfully was in time to open the door for his master.

"Good afternoon sir." He puts on his most amazing smile, trying to hide and stabilize his panting.

"A really good afternoon Gary... A really good afternoon." He smirks, as the moment his car pulled up, his eyes instantly spotted something... Actually, someone...

Dressed in a black one-piece gown, the kind that his mall gave to attendants... "She works here." He thought in his head as he watched the lady swing her hips and walked into the building. Her white hair was neatly packed in a high bun. "is that her real hair color?" he wonders, his smile growing wider and wilder as he studied his soon-to-be new plaything.