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The surrounding scenery tells me it’s in the Hamptons.
“This is Sunset Cove,” he replies.
“In the Hamptons?”
He smiles. “Yes.”
“Is it for sale?”
He shakes his head. “No, son. This building isn’t for sale. The owner isn’t selling, and even if it were for sale,we’renot buying it.”
From the conspiratorial stare he issues me and his cryptic words, I suspect there’s more to this story he wants me to find out.
“So, if we’re not buying it, you somehow want me totakeit.”
He chuckles. “You’re a man after my own heart.”
He reaches into the envelope again and takes out another picture.
This one is of a stunning young woman with long platinum hair and silvery-blue eyes that look like slices of the sky on a clear summer’s day.
She has a heart-shaped face with light freckles dusted over her nose. Her lips are the kind of porn-star plump you can’t help but imagine sliding around your cock.
The sun-kissed skin on her elegant neck looks like buttermilk, and I’m honestly stunned this picture of a woman I don’t know has managed to illicit such a reaction from me, much lessany.
“Who is this?” I tear my gaze away from her and look at my grandfather.
He’s smiling wider. “This is Aurora Wright. The current owner of Sunset Cove. I’m sure you can find whatever means you seefitto strike a deal with her.”
I nod. “Okay. I’ll do it.” There’s nothing I can’t do, even if that means striking a deal without money on the table. Everyone has a price.
“Perfect.” Grandfather’s face brightens and he taps his knuckles on the table. “Knight, if you get this, I’ll give you the company. You’ll be the CEO of Park Avenue. It will be the start of your own empire.”
That’s all I need to hear. Power is the perfect bait for a man like me.
Becoming CEO of the Park Avenue branch of Grayson Inc. is something more valuable than anything I could have conjured.
My eyes drift back to the beautiful young woman I’m about to meet.
Things have definitely just gotten more interesting.
Aurora Wright. I certainly look forward to meeting you…
Chapter2
Aurora
No. 11 is one of those exquisite and lively restaurants located near the harbor. Just last week, it was featured inStylish Restaurantsas one of New York’s
finest for the great food and cosmopolitan ambiance where the classical meets modern world décor.
It’s the place for lovers to be lovers, friends to become better friends, and sentimental moments to be shared.
Judging from the fusion of exuberant conversation floating around the room, everyone here is either one or all of the above. So, in my sullen mood of doom and gloom, I’m as out of place as a bright yellow duck amongst a brood of puppies.
It’s Thursday night, one of the busiest nights at No.11, and I’m sitting at a table by myself amongst a sea of happy,shinypeople.
Before me is an untouched plate of delicious fettuccine alfredo and a flute of sweet red wine. Both are a total waste because I don’t think I have the stomach for either of them.
