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If I continue to be nice to people then they will think I am weak and will take me for granted. Well, I am good as long as I don't take innocent people for granted and I don't take innocent lives. I carried my laptop on my palm and headed to my well, large furnished office on the third floor. I sipped my coffee as I sat down to finalize the deal with Dwayne & Co properties. "Is that the final price for the hotel? Look, Mr. Dwayne, I already have people who are disturbing my emails every day for me to buy their hotels. I am just waiting for you to talk over it."

He grabbed a red file and placed it before me as I sat down. "Read and sign," His deep voice resonated around the room and I involuntarily flung the page open. My thoughts went to how all this was going to be payback for Robert. And the words I was reading didn't seem to sit in place. "I'll sign this, as long as there are no feelings while the contract is on," I said and he simply nodded. "Then we have a deal, no need to read further," I said absentmindedly as my eyes skimmed lightly on the papers.

“Who could the lucky woman be?” “My crush is truly married? God, I'm feeling heartbroken.” The Davis Cooperation stands as the premier business entity in the city, garnering several awards for its exceptional operational efficiency. As a leading conglomerate specializing in renewable energy and sustainable infrastructure, the corporation boasts an impressive array of resources. At the helm of this esteemed organization is Keith, a visionary billionaire and the driving force behind its success.

The idea of someone else touching her, being close enough to leave a trace on her, was like a red-hot poker to my chest. “That’s going to change.” “What the hell are you talking about?” Her brows furrowed. Without answering, I reached into my drawer and pulled out a document, slapping it onto the desk between us. “Sign it.” Elaine blinked, looking down at the papers. “What is this?” “It’s a contract,” I said smoothly, leaning against the desk. “Effective immediately, we’re exclusive. No one else touches you. No one else gets near you. Just me.”

The kind of place where deals—both legitimate and otherwise—were struck daily. "We'll need to consult with our attorney before agreeing to any meeting," Luca said firmly. "Of course. Take your time." Blackwood's confidence was unsettling. "But I should mention that my offer expires at noon tomorrow. After that, well... I can't promise the situation won't become more complicated for everyone involved." The thinly veiled threat hung in the air even after they ended the call. "It's a trap," Maya said immediately. "He must know about Daniel coming to us."

"Can I ask a few questions, then?" Leonard nodded. "Sure." "Does it involve killing?" He shook his head. "What about illegal dealing?" "No?" "You are not interested in my Pack, are you?" "I am not," Leonard answered. "Why would I?" He mumbled. Valerie sighed. "Fine, I agree with your condition... For as long as it doesn't hurt anyone." "Arden, get me the contract," Leonard said. What contract? Valerie wondered. Arden brought a document and handed it over to Leonard.

- If you want we can negotiate it," said Delora. Maybe she thought it sounded low. That's crazy! - No, no, it's perfect. I'll take the job - she smiled. - That's great! If everything goes well, and I suppose it will, we only have a few formalities left and you'll be able to start in a week," she explained with a smile. Luna mimicked her. - That's great. Sure, could you be specific with date and time? - We'll send you an e-mail," she said with a smile. - Great, good. Thank you very much, Mrs. Wright.

It did not invite negotiation and it did not contain language that left a door ajar. Tell your client the deal is rejected. Permanently. I sent it, put the phone away, and walked back into the house. The study light was still on. The locked drawer held the only parentage document that would remain in the building. I turned off the light and went to find Laurabeth. The result was conclusive. The deal was rejected. The night, for the first time in several days, did not require another defensive move before morning.

Pulling it open, I entered an empty room with a desk and another room ahead that I assumed was the main office. This one was beautifully decorated, and despite wearing long sleeves and a jacket, it was quite chilly. Mr. Langston was furious on the phone, and I could hear him from where I was. "What do they want? Tell them I said I'd buy every last penny of their stupid gold!" I swallowed hard as he yelled into the phone. My hands were already trembling, but I mustered the courage to knock. "Who is that?" He grumbled. "I've come to apply for the position of your personal assistant," I explained.

“And Victoria doesn’t listen.” “What do you want me to do?” I asked. She tilted her head. “Just listen.” She opened the folder and slid out the first document. Then another and another. The papers were covered with stamps, signatures, and numbers that made my stomach drop. “These deals are very close to being labeled as fraud.” I grabbed the papers. “This can’t be real.” “Oh, it is,” she said. “And that’s not even the best part.” She pulled out her phone and tapped the screen. Then she turned it toward me.