Chapter 21

He was known for his cutthroat ways when dealing with the enemy, and that could be anyone from a rival company CEO to a newspaper reporter. He'd spent the better part of the last ten years building up his portfolio to what it was today, and he had the bank account to prove it.

He hated to lose at anything and always took pride in the fact that he never entered the ring unless he had all the ammo he needed to win the battle. But this shit had sideswiped him, and he didn't know the first thing about treading these particular waters.

He wasn't prepared, hadn't been looking. He'd let his fucking guard down and look what happened. He was more used to fighting in the boardroom and was always ready to face down the enemy in that arena. It was like breathing to him.

He moved in a world of wheeling and dealing where you had to be constantly on the lookout for the other guy. The competition was tough in the real world, and it's where he'd lived for the last little while.

This little