The CEO's Rose

Ryan’s POV

One of the most lucrative and yet cutthroat businesses that one could be in was the food industry. Ryan owned several restaurants and also had shares in quite a number of other chain restaurants.

On that particular day he had set aside huge chunks of his time and had dedicated them to just dealing with the food industry.

His managers had nothing but good news to report and other than a few faults here and there he was pretty satisfied with the way that things were going.

Now though, it was time for him to take a bit of a break before he drove across town to check on a prototype for the punching bags that he would be must producing in the near future. It was a busy day, but Ryan did not mind. So long as he was busy making money, he would never complain.

Making his way out of the building, he suddenly stopped when he heard somebody calling his name rather loudly.

"Ryan! Ryan! Ryan Terrell!" Turning around. He was greeted by the site of a woman that he had not seen in close to a decade. Smiling warmly at her, Ryan readily offered a hug when she leaned in for one.

***

When it came to women that he had been within the past, Gwendolyn Stuart the fourth stood out and not for good reasons. But the truth was that she was not the only woman that Ryan had been with, especially after their breakup. But before her there had been a few and the woman that Ryan was currently with was one of those.

"Has it really been eight years?" Miranda asked as she added a splash of milk to her tea and then stirred it.

Looking down at his steaming cup of coffee, Ryan nodded. "Indeed it has been that long. Time sure flies doesn’t it?" The woman nodded, laughing lightly as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Congratulations on your success. I hear that you have made it big in the photography world," She smiled warmly, then she gestured towards him. "Congrats to you too, a billionaire in your own right no longer rich just because of family connections," She held up her hand for a high five and Ryan did not leave her hanging. Winking suggestively at him, she leaned forward a bit.

"So, would you fancy meeting up with me later tonight for old time’s sake?" Miranda asked and Ryan blinked, taken aback.

Huh?

How had the conversation gone from them congratulating each other to hookups? Taking a sip of his coffee, Ryan put the mug down and then shook his head.

"I have a girlfriend," He told Miranda, being sure to be very firm about it. The woman simply smirked.

"Oh, I have a girlfriend too, and a boyfriend. Bring yours. We can make a party out of it," Ryan blinked. Now that he remembered correctly, Miranda had always been a bit wild and it seemed that that side of her had not changed.

"Unfortunately that will not be possible. My girlfriend does not share and neither do I," Shrugging lightly, Miranda picked up her tea cup. When she placed it back down, she gave him a mischievous smile.

"Fine then, let’s leave our partners at home. How about this... just you and me? A hotel room, no clothes allowed, and we will never talk about our time in the room," She winked and Ryan actually found himself laughing.

"No thank you. I find that being faithful to my lady is very rewarding," Miranda’s eyes lit up and it was clear that she was very surprised.

"Wow. You have no idea how many of my old flings have caved just because I batted my eye lashes at them. It is good to see that some men still have principles. I am glad that you and your lady are so committed to each other," They finished their drinks talking about lighter topics with Miranda respecting his decision not to let their chance encounter turn into anything else. When they parted, they hugged one last time and just like that Miranda was gone and Ryan had no idea if he would ever see her again, or if it would be the last time.

Strangely enough, he was not bothered by either outcome. What would be would be.

***

Hours after his brief meeting with Miranda, Ryan was still thinking about her. It was not out of regret for what could have been, or because he was actually considering taking her up on her offer. Instead it was more of an introspection sort of thing.

Ryan had always appreciated beauty.

It had played a huge role in him getting together with Gwendolyn Stuart the fourth, and Miranda was gorgeous in her own right. He had taken note of the fact that she was still beautiful even after all of the years that had passed. But that had been it, just a simple observation. His eyes liking what they saw and then moving on. He had not really been interested in her and now that Ryan thought about it, he was glad for that. He had his Vivian. He did not need other women. For once he was realizing that his dick had been way ahead of him. From the very first moment that he had slept with her, his cock had not been interested in anyone else. Now his mind and his heart had finally caught up.

For him Vivian Rose was the only one. She was all that there would ever be. Ryan did not wish to be with other women. It should have been terrifying to suddenly realize that but instead of panicking Ryan felt elated. Without even realizing he had managed to do something that most people went a lifetime without ever getting to experience.

He had found the woman that was the one for him. After Vivian Rose there would be no other. She was his person.