CHAPTER ELEVEN

LUCA'S POV.

If I heard one more word about somebody wanting to see me, I might've just punched myself square in the face. It was on days like these that I hated the choice I made to be a money lender, everybody wanted to beg for mercy once they couldn't pay, and I couldn't handle those much meetings.

I'd just finished with an Indian CEO who I'd lent fifty thousand dollars two months ago to fund his startup, and I must say I was completely spent. At first I'd been very confident in him and his business, because I had a thing for startups, but he'd eventually started to prove me wrong with all the wrong business decisions he'd been making, and now he had been here to beg me for more time just like the rest of them. So disappointing.

I took a deep breath and massaged my temples before my phone started ringing, cutting me off from my thoughts. I snagged the device from the table and scrunched my brows when I saw the contact name.

Matt freaking Hawkins.

I picked up immediately. "Look who