Novel & Cerita A Dangerous Business

This business trip had become something far more dangerous. And I never wanted it to end.

No matter his feelings toward me, he didn't strike me as the type of man who'd respond well to other people interfering in his relationships. His security team once hospitalized someone who tried to break into his house. The guy wound up in a months-long coma with broken ribs and a shattered kneecap. Sloane's voice echoed in my head, followed by an image of coal dark eyes and calloused hands. A shiver skated down my spine. I was suddenly glad Dante didn't take any interest in my comings and goings. If he did...I had a strong feeling Heath might not make it to see his company's IPO.

Dangerous. Patrons and staff of SubTerra used only one word to describe Jon Moretti; dangerous. He was one of many dangerous men who walked through the clandestine establishment, and yet Jon Moretti was the one they warned her about. Career criminals, thieves, arsonists, gang members, murderers… the club was a prestigious hub, built specifically to give these menacing people a place where, ironically, they could feel safe. A place they knew police officers wouldn’t be barging through the door to arrest them, thanks to a low-key business agreement between the owner, Frank Muscovado, and some crooked government officials with the power to sweep the booming business under the rug.

“There are so many reasons why you being in my company would be advantageous,” My voice was tight, “Care to elaborate.” “All in good time.” I huffed and put on my business boots ready to kick down whatever plan he had in mind, “Well Mr Emerson, it appears that you might actually need me, which as you will know in the business world gives me a significant amount of leverage,” I had pressed the buttons, opened Pandora’s box as I heard a cold voice respond. “You are playing a dangerous game, Miss Laurence,” “Oh really, Mr Emerson,” my voice was coy, “I thought you would be used to playing dangerous games. You seem to do it so well with all your rivals or should I say, enemies.”

He gave a deadly gaze to Daniel Kim. “Are you trying to fight me, don't you know how powerful the Kim family is?” Daniel was trying to make an impact. “Does that have anything to do with this matter?" Lexi challenged. The shadow of Jessica's face, her smile suddenly filled the mind. “Don't you understand? that is a matter, the Kim Foundation and the Kim Corporation could cripple the Ricardo Group's business!" Daniel threatened because Lexi didn't respond well to his intentions. Lexi impressed him with bad attitude.

Damien cross POV Peace is dangerous when it comes to being successful and rich. That was the first lesson I ever learned in business, my dad always tells me. The moment everything feels stable, someone is already plotting to take it away for you. Too many Enemies when you are successful. Which is why, despite Adrian’s steady hand in mine, despite the empire soaring higher than either of us imagined, I couldn’t shake the chill crawling under my skin the night the message arrived. It was slipped under our penthouse door. No name. No seal. Just one line, typed in bold letters:

Something dangerous. Something that could tear everything apart.

Something dangerous. Something that could destroy them all.

The night city lights illuminated only half of his face, leaving the other in shadow. “I wasn’t always the CEO. I wasn’t always… careful.” His voice was low, almost hollow. “I played a different game once. The ugly side of business. I made deals with the wrong people. I broke alliances. I won battles that made others lose everything. I was ruthless.” Lena stared at him. She knew he was powerful. Confident. Sharp. But this? This was something darker. “Alex…” she whispered, unsure whether she was afraid for him or of what she was hearing.

“My ex-fiancé. He said it was too risky. Said I should build more experience before gambling on something unstable.” “And you listened to him.” “I was young. Stupid. In love. Pick your excuse.” “Those aren’t excuses. They’re reasons. There’s a difference.” Xander’s expression softened slightly. “But you’re not with him anymore.” “No. I’m not.” “So now you’re free to take the risks he wouldn’t let you take.” “I’m also blacklisted, broke, and living on my best friend’s couch. Not exactly prime entrepreneurial conditions.” “Some of the best companies in the world were started by people at rock bottom. Nothing left to lose makes you dangerous.” He studied me. “Are you dangerous, Diana?”