First Order Of Business Novels & Stories

She talked at a regular pace, which was comfortable to listen to. "I was thinking that we should sell for the first ten people and reject all the orders. After that we should then put up a preorder notice. Anyone who want our products will have to place an order beforehand and wait for some time before they can get their order." "The reason why I'm saying this is because, first we have just started this business, so we are practically new to the market. If we meet all the orders now, people will easily get bored by our products as it will be easy to get."

I hope my roommate is good since I might need her help in unpacking, thanks to my loads of belongings. Before leaving, they all hugged me. "Honey, please take care okay? You are going to be away from us for the first time. Be careful of what you do and your actions. Whenever you need anything, call us anytime. We will come. Don't do anything that you will regret. Be careful and stay safe. I love you." Mamma said, tearfully. It must be hard for her too since it was the first time. I didn't want to tear up, for the vulnerability was something I hated to even be on its edge.

I'm in for some thing horrible. "Oh great did it have to be him so early in the morning ". Mr Gregoria is my boss and not just a normal one but the one who always has to shout at me for every small mistake I make. From there I went to his office. After having a conversation with him I apologized once agian for the mistake I made and promised to bring the file back as soon as the matter was solved. The heavens must have heard my prayers. I went back to my office and got started with the day's work. I got to finish with the file before lunch and went to give it to him.

Once she brought back the supplies, it was time for all business and forget about everything else from earlier. “Alright guys, let’s get started. Just open up you presentation deck to the first slide. Project Second Chance is ready to start.”

I recalled his sweet words, his embraces, and his promises… Memory after memory drifted through my mind, but none stirred anything in me. Compared to his "Priority above everything" for Vivian, they felt like a joke. When the first trace of sunlight broke through the clouds, I dialed his number one last time. This time, his phone was turned off. I stared at the screen and scheduled a timed email to be sent to him. Inside, I attached three things. First, a photo of the hospital order stating, "Prioritize treatment for Vivian."

Then, I said just loud enough for them to hear, "This is my treasure. I have to make sure it's safe. It's worth a fortune." My voice wasn't loud, but it was just enough to catch their attention. Amelia paused while adjusting her hair and glanced my way. I knew there was no way they'd leave my things alone. Once the box was in place, I slung my bag over my shoulder and left the dorm. I hadn't even made it far from campus when our dorm leader, Madeline Brooks, called me in a panic. "Emma, you need to get back here right now. There's been an incident in the dorm!"

Vadim had done his assignment and his research. Don the First is actually a Daniel First who took over the family business after his father died. His father's death is unclear, but with the way the police had closed off the case, I knew there was something else to do. I like always knowing who my clients are and how well they serve them, and that’s easy because I get to know their history, and from there, it’s smooth sailing. “Okay, book the private jet, we will leave in an hour. What are the details of the logistics?” I asked as I handed the tablet back, I went over to my seat and pulled out the drawer, and took out my scotch.

My baby bump wasn’t out yet, I was finishing my third month in a week and I knew I should be getting ready for the baby bump. That is if I researched the right thing. If not… whatever happens happens, Drake brought this upon us, and I know he going through the consequences on his own. “Waiter!” Another customer calls and I almost groaned out in frustration but I held myself. I take their other and go back behind the counter to get it ready when the chimney dings again and another customer enters. “Welcome sir, please have your seat I’ll be with you shortly” I greet, not looking up from my sticky note as I try to prepare the other customer’s order.

One Week Later [Caden] “What the hell is this?” I hear myself roar on what should’ve been a normal Monday morning. Why? Because the first thing I see on my desk is a court order, restraining me from being anywhere near my ex-wife. “Is this some kind of joke?”