The Deal Dilemma Novels & Stories

“If all is well, then I believe we should take the deal to the next stage.” Deal. The word dripped poison. I froze, fork halfway to my lips, the blood draining from my face. My fist curled under the tablecloth so hard my nails carved half-moons into my palm. This wasn’t just dinner. This was a trade. I looked at Santino. Against every warning screaming in my skull, I looked. A flimsy hope burned in my chest…..ugly, desperate. Maybe he would say no. Maybe he’d refuse. Maybe he’d see me as something more than an object.

"There's been a problem." Don Alessandro's heart sank. He knew that this was not a good sign. "What kind of problem?" he asked. "The deal we made, it's not working out," the contact said. "We're losing money, and we can't afford to keep doing this." Don Alessandro felt a surge of anger. He had put a lot of time and effort into making this deal, and now it seemed like it was all falling apart. "What do you want me to do about it?" he asked, trying to keep his

She weighed her choices, realizing that she had little room to negotiate. "What?! That's an incredibly high amount!" Kim exclaimed, her voice quivering with a mix of anger and desperation. "You're squeezing every last penny out of me!" The person's voice remained firm and unwavering. "Deal or no deal, Kim. The choice is yours. But remember, if you refuse, there are others who would be more than willing to pay the price." Kim took a deep breath, her mind racing with the repercussions of her decision. She knew that giving in to this demand would only dig her deeper into the web of deceit she had spun. But the alternative, the thought of losing control over the narrative, was equally unbearable

I looked up, meeting his eyes. "We had a deal in the works. A major contract that would have secured our financial stability for the next decade. Grandpa had been looking forward to it because that deal would have cleared all our existing loans. But then Elijah swooped in at the last minute and made an offer we couldn’t match even if we sold everything. Not because he actually wanted the contract, but because he simply could. Because destroying our deal amused him." Dane's jaw tightened, real pain flashing across his features.

And I assure you, that is not a threat you would want to make" he smirked. Selina sweated profusely on her seat. Her head had been down all along. Even when she clapped, she did it mildly. Dylan didn't look at her when making the remark. He simply looked at everyone randomly. "Another mistake I wouldn't welcome is jeopardising the company's interest when making deals. Like I said earlier, there should be a balance. If the client is not satisfied, do not make the deal. If the company will not be satisfied, do not even think of the deal. Am I clear on this?" He asked.

The file felt heavy as it weighed on my new responsibility. Dylan Marcov's name seemed to jump off the page in bold, commanding letters. As I began reading it, my eyes widened in disbelief. Three hundred billion. It was one of the largest deals I’d ever heard of, perhaps one of the biggest in the history of our business. "Why is this deal still pending?" I demanded while glancing at Lucy. The proposal had been made over a year ago, yet there hadn’t been any movement.

Greedy billionaires. "Aren't you worried?" The first man asked. "After all. Is that not why you are getting into a business deal with Dante Vale?" "A business deal which should have been discussed with us first," another man said, and heads nodded in agreement. "We should all be a part of whatever deal it is."

Millions of man-hours, a guaranteed victory, a textbook Clarkson surprise—down the drain? Arthur Finch, white-haired Mergers and Acquisitions big boss and thirty-year company hand, caught his breath. "Julian, with all respect, the due diligence is practically complete. The leverage is as good as it gets. The window for—" "The window is closed, Arthur," Clarkson's tone cut across the room like a lash. He didn't turn it up. He sharpened it. "The deal is dead. Is that not understood?" Finch recoiled back into his chair. "No, sir. It's just. a surprise."

I think the best decision I've actually made in my life was leaving my parents home and deciding to do it all on my own. It really hasn't been easy but at least I've experienced more and being Mr Lampton's assistant has helped me evolve in who I am as a person. I've learnt more on how to curb my temper and emotions even in the craziest of situations. This is due to the fact that many people who have come into the library just have a knack of getting my nerves.

"Tis the season to be jolly," they said, but all I got for the rest of the twelve days of Christmas was heartbreak. The only thing that makes my heartbreak worse is having to accompany my best friend Dora to her stupid party. Dora and I are polar opposites; unlike me, she didn't believe in true love, so she just had her heart broken once. She always warned me, but I always messed up, and I always came crawling back to her. I guess this was the final straw, and I needed it.