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I went to the room where I set up as the office and got to work, I had a contract to make and I needed to think deeply before writing anything. I spent two hours in my office making the contract that would change my life forever, I reread it over and over again and was satisfied with the outcome, I immediately emailed the contract to my lawyer to go through it and do all things necessary. I went to bed smiling because I knew the reaction I was going to get the next day concerning the contract will be funny.

"I want to set things straight, but how?" "I can help you." A small voice says in my head. "If you make a deal with me then I can give you what you dreamed of and more." I turned around but I found no one, and could only hear its voice. "Who are you?" "My clients call me Delets. I am a deal maker. I can grant you any wish, but it doesn't mean it's for free." Whoever this being, one thing was certain, and that was, that he could not be trusted.

The same smell as the night everything changed. He led me into his study. The desk was clear except for a single document, just one sheet of paper. I frowned. “What’s that?” “Our new contract,” he said. I almost laughed. “You can’t be serious.” “I’m completely serious,” he said. “Read it.” I picked it up. There were only a few lines typed on the page: ‘This contract stands between Victor Flair and Kumar Gujral. It requires no assets, no clauses, no conditions.

The news broke before sunrise. My phone buzzed with alerts, and when I rolled over to check, the headline glared at me in bold letters: “King Industries Secures Hartford Mega-Deal, Outsmarts Callahan Global.” I sat up, heart pounding. The Hartford deal had been the holy grail of corporate warfare for months. Billions on the table, international influence, entire economies shifting depending on whose hand closed it. Damien had been the frontrunner—or so everyone thought. Until now.

“How do you know about the deal?” I could tell that question had been at the tip of his tongue all this while. “I read your lips,’’ I confessed. “Hmm–’’ he sniffed again and I shivered. “You want me to turn down five hundred million dollars for a flimsy hope of you making more? I don’t think so.” “No, I want to make a deal with the devil.” He smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. “A deal over a deal? Since you’re so confident, here’s my deal. Make me six billion in six months? That's the only way I won't sell you off.”

Her jaw dropped a little as she stared at me, then she glanced at Alex who gave her a weak nod from the bed. “This is unbelievable,” she muttered, placing her hand on her chest. “Kelly, this is huge! This is a literal miracle. Can I see the deal? Did you bring it along with you? What are the terms and conditions of this deal?”. I smiled, feeling the joy rush through me again. “I know, right? It feels like a dream. Finally, things are turning around.” “Here's the deal, Daniella. It has a lot of details and the terms are impressive.” Alex said, handing the contract file to Daniella carefully.

Didn’t deny it either. Smart. “You shouldn’t say names you don’t understand,” she replied. “I understand enough.” “No,” she said quietly. “You really don’t.” I watched her for a second, then glanced at the men behind her. “They’re not the ones making decisions, are they?” I asked. “No.” “You are.” She didn’t answer. That was answer enough. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a folded document, placing it on the table beside us. “The deal goes through in forty-eight hours,” I said. “You can either be part of it… or get in the way.”

In that file there was Suraj's name was written. Anirudh frowned his brow and immediately opened the file. It's a contract paper. Suraj bought a land in Russia from Alseendro. Seeing it Anirudh is confused because he was told that Suraj signed a deal with Alseendro where it was clearly written that Suraj will receive a huge amount of money in the return of Samrat's every business information. He never saw that deal paper but this deal paper is real and also have Suraj and Alseendro's genuine signature.

6 minutes, 10 seconds. “At the very front page of the contract!” I snap, breathing heavily as I glance at the timer on the LED screen and back to Toby. “It’s written on the very front page of the contract. You can’t miss it; it was written with blood, boldly, and it stinks. ‘A FIGHT TILL DEATH DEAL’. You would have seen that.” Toby shakes his head, and I glance at the timer before looking back at him. “I was too hungry to see.”

he asks as he catches Ben looking in my direction opposite him where I’m sitting on the Bentley couch sipping my wine “No sir, good news is they’ve increased the deal’s worth to 2 billion pounds and they’re open to a rebid exclusively between us and Emirate Royal” a small smile creeps up his lips as he waits for Chris’s response My stomach churns at the mention of my company, I had won this deal already, too bad Mason and Claire are screw jobs Chris leans back into his chair and smiles at Ben “You should have just given the good news first Ben, grab two glasses and pour us a drink” he says to Ben