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I hear her concerns, but if anyone can do it, she can.
“We’ve already had a meeting with the Australian supplier in Sydney,” Johans goes on. “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised with what we’ve been able to secure.”
With only three diamond mines in Australia, and the largest — Argyle Mine in the East Kimberley in Western Australia — closing down some years ago, sources are limited.
I don’t buy lab-grown diamonds. I may offer a small line in the near future for sustainability reasons, and cost, but Tre’sor stands for luxury and uniqueness. Our diamonds and fine jewelry and watches are renowned and celebrated for their craftsmanship and timelessness. I want to keep it that way.
“Very good,” I say. “If you find any pink diamonds from Argyle wholesale, I want to know about it.” I should’ve bought up years ago since the mine supplied over 90% of the world’s pink diamonds, but I stupidly left it too late.
“Got it,” Johans says, a little smugly. He knows his job is safe.
“Khristian, I really think we need to call an emergency meeting with the New York office. I’ve already called the headhunter when I was back in New York. I have been personally calling some colleagues who owe me a favor or two. I’m sure between all of us we can get the team back in operation by next week,” Morgan puts in.
I like her optimism.
“I have a new buyer lined up,” I say, putting my glasses back on. I pull out the diary on my phone.
“Oh?” Doris starts shuffling through her notes. “HR never sent me anything.”
I glance up and meet Imogen’s gaze. “Imogen just got a promotion. She has a degree in business and was training to be a buyer at Cartier. She’s overqualified as a store manager. Morgan, I’d like you to train her and base yourself here semi-permanently until the store opens.”
Imogen stares back at me, and that adorable crease between her brows furrows.
“Uh, Mr. Petrov.” Fuck, when she called me that last night… “Are you sure…”
Morgan’s eyes flick to Imogen’s and I know she’s not opposed to the idea. Imogen is smart, she’ll pick it up fast.
“I’m always sure, Miss. Anderson. I don’t do anything by halves, as you can see. While what happened this morning may seem harsh, you have to understand the immense pressure the company is under, not to mention company funds being lost daily when we’re behind the eight-ball. This all reflects badly on me, since I’m the face of Tre’sor. If demands aren’t being met, then unfortunately things have to be shaken up. I can assure you that I’ve never fired a team like this before.” I don’t want her to run away and think I’m a complete asshole.
“I understand, Mr. Petrov.” She remains calm and it makes my dick throb.
I need her.
I need to fuck her now.
“Excellent move,” Doris says, beaming over at Imogen. She’s only been here for two days, and already has Doris’ stamp of approval. I like that.
I’m not leading with my dick on this. I want Imogen as my head buyer. She knows what she’s talking about and she has enough experience to learn from Morgan.
“I think so,” I agree, turning back to Johans and Morgan.
“We have a lot to do,” Johans reminds me. “What about your trip to Paris next week?”
“I’ll still be going,” I say. “Doris and Morgan will be coming. And Imogen.”
I feel her gaze on me and I know I’m not going to last another hour until I have her pinned beneath me. I need to get rid of everyone and fast.
I need to make her mine and hear her sweet words. It’s the only thing that calms me.
I don’t ask her if it’s alright. I need her to go to Paris. I don’t want to be away from her.
“I’ll make the preparations for Imogen,” Doris says, glancing over the table. “Imogen, you’re okay to come to Paris next week? It is a little short notice…”
I watch as she steels herself, trying to be brave after what she just witnessed. It was a lot, but she chose to work for me. And in business, sometimes it's ruthless.
“I’m okay to go,” she says, a small smile on her delicate face. “It sounds amazing. I’ve never been to Paris.”
Doris beams. “Fantastic. I’ll organize everything and we’ll talk it over later.”
