Don't Mess Around Me

Kaivan flipped through the report that Mike had just handed to him. Not one, but multiple stacks of documents that his assistant had brought today. Occasionally, he was seen reading and then shortly picking up the pen he held to add a few signatures.

"In my opinion, the Four Seasons Hotel in Milan needs a bit of renovation or a decor update that follows the current trends," he remarked.

Kaivan lifted his gaze momentarily. The man nodded, then resumed reading the report in his hands.

"What do you think about expanding the property as well? I admit, the hotel has been bringing us significant profits."

Mike nodded in agreement. "Expanding the property is necessary now, Sir. Especially considering Milan is a thriving city and a prime destination for tourists visiting Italy," he explained. "However, there's just one thing..."

"What's the catch?" Kaivan reflexively looked up as Mike left his sentence hanging. "Don't beat around the bush. Do you want me to pummel you?"

Mike chuckled spontane