A trap.

“Mr. Adam, we are more than happy tying up with your company.” Mr Bianchi spoke delightfully and forwarded his hand towards his new business partner who was regarding him with his obsidian eyes as he sits rooted against his chair. Though he didn’t make any move but his eyes were fixed on him which made the old man gulp in nervousness under his piercing gaze. Inside his heart the fear that the deal was going to get cancel began to crawl like ants because no one knows what’s running inside Adam’s dangerous mind.

After keeping the old man on edge for some seconds, Adam William leans forward, away from his chair as he smirks and forwards his arm for a handshake and relief washes down over the old man’s forehead. With his other hand he pulls out his handkerchief and wipes the sweat from his bald head.

“I am looking forward to work with your company, Mr. Bianchi. But you see, I have built a reputation for myself and my company and I wouldn’t compromise with that at any cost. So, I suggest