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I gave them the most poisonous smile in my arsenal, held it for three full seconds, then turned away. “Good evening again, beautiful people,” I drawled into the mic, my voice rolling out in the way I knew made boardrooms nervous and bedrooms wet. “Most of y’all don’t know me from Adam. My little brother Elis gets the spotlights, not that I’m complaining,” a little chuckle erupted from a corner. “But for those who don’t keep up with the London papers, allow me to introduce myself properly. Damian Thorne, CEO of D.T. Tech, the one and only billionaire who shows up to nine-figure board meetings in a hoodie and zero fucks.”

I am guessing that she had not seen a black card before. “I c-c-cannot t-take this. I have my own money I can use.” she stuttered. “I know you do, but I want you to use it. I have already ordered one for you. It will have your name on it. Do not even argue with me about it. I love the fact that you are independent and can support yourself, but you have me now to help you. Let me help you. Plus, it would make Locke and I happy to spoil our Luna.” I commented.

She makes her way next to her and stops next to her as she pretends to buy fruit from the same spot where the girl is buying. "Shit! I'm nervous as fuck Blake!" He says nervously, running his fingers through his hair. Blake chuckles, looking at both girls as they begin to talk. "Well, maybe you should go and talk to her before my wife embarrasses you and calls you out. You know she will too." He tilts his head and grabs a small hand made rattle in front of him. Gesturing towards the old man and giving him a fifty dollar bill in his hand. "You gotta stop buying shit! Seriously. " Damian says nervously, making Blake chuckle.