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Great sex.
Hot sex.
The best sex of my life.
The meeting room was ready, and I had only a few minutes until Dillon and his team arrived. I was barely at his board meetings but he asked me to sit in and learn a few things about business meetings today.
My phone buzzed, displaying “Bryce Duke.” I groaned in irritation.
Bryce Duke
hey, can we meet up for lunch later?
I reacted to the message with a thumbs up and went about my day.
“Ms. Willis,” Melissa called as I approached the door. “The meeting guests are here. Should I send them in?”
“Have them wait in the waiting room. I’ll get Mr. Xander.”
Me
Hey, can you come to the meeting room? The guests are here.
Dillon Xander
Ok
Within minutes, I heard his distinct footsteps. The meeting room was spacious and modern, with sturdy yet crystal-clear chairs.
“Ms. Willis,” he called out.
“Mr. Xander. Hello,” I responded with professional formality, mindful of the need to maintain discretion.
He moved from the door, approaching his seat. Dillon sat at the head of the table, in the biggest chair. “How long have you been here?”
“A while but you had a bad morning so I didn’t want to see you. That’s besides the point, let’s get the meeting started,” I said to him, dismissing any further conversation.
As the meeting began, the tension in the room was palpable. Eric Brown, the CEO of Brown.co, was shocked by the valuation and price Arnoldo had presented. It was evident that he was unaware of this discrepancy.
He was either a really good liar or he was honestly unaware, but either way, Dillon was pissed.
“We’re not paying over two hundred thousand for that building plan,” Arnoldo insisted.
“I don’t understand,” Eric responded, passing the documents to his legal representatives. Their shocked expressions mirrored the confusion in the room.
I was curious about Eric Brown’s past, especially since Google search results indicated he had engaged in deals with Dillon’s grandfather and had been under suspicion for fraud in multiple companies. Given this background check, it raised questions about why Dillon would choose to partner with him. But, who knows the business better than the business man?
“That’s impossible,” Eric said, starting to object.
Dillon interrupted, offering an ultimatum. “You can leave here two hundred thousand dollars richer, or not. Choose wisely.”
“Your grandfather never conducted business this way,” Eric scoffed as he angrily snatched the documents.
Dillon’s gaze snapped toward Arnoldo. “We’re finished here, Arnoldo. Cancel the deal. We won’t proceed with it at all.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely. And Eric,” he said, turning around, “my grandfather may have wanted to maintain a good relationship with you, but I, on the other hand, couldn’t care less. I have a fondness for my adversaries.” And with that, he walked away.
