Con Beo Novels & Stories

Lena's POV I blinked, threw off for a second. Apex, the weight of the name, its prestige, and the associated possibilities were limitless. If this agreement was sealed, it would jump our projects to a different level entirely. “Where?” I asked, leaning forward. He offered me a little grin. “The seminar is in Thailand,” he said. “If you want to bring in more investors for our projects, you will have to go there. Apex doesn’t do virtual meetings, not for this purpose and not for this level.”

And knowing his wild child, he was sure it was going to be one for the books. After dinner was over, he took her to the other room, where a few people were already racking up. She wasn't as conscious of the looks and stares as they made their way to a little booth in the corner. "I'll be right back." He walked over to the bar before walking back with two bottles of beer. She swallowed hard when he placed one in front of her. She wasn't a big beer drinker. She'd tried one in high school but hadn't quite acquired the taste for the bitter brew.