AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“When is this going to end?”
He arches a brow. “I believe my stipulation was a year.”
“No, not…” I shake my head. “Not ourdeal. I mean this charade with this company.”
“I’m not sure I follow you.”
“Just… Deimos, this is all a gag, right?” I mutter. “I mean you started Laconia simply to fuck with me, yes?”
“Your narcissism is quite the turn-off, Dahlia.”
I shoot him a venomous look. “It’s not narcissism. But if it turns you off,good.”
He smirks. “After the other night, I’m afraid I have to doubt the sincerity of that comment.”
Asshole. “Go ahead. Try.”
He shrugs. “Choose to believe this is a real company or not, I don’t care. But thesearepotential hires for senior management, and I’m making it your job today to whittle it down to, let’s say, seven potential candidates.”
I frown. “This isn’t really—”
“Your area of expertise? Well, I can promise you, putting chairs together as if you’re a five-year-old isn’t your area of expertise either. So sorry to have to break that to you.”
I flip him off. He just smiles.
“You’re in one of the best businesses school programs in the world, Dahlia. If finding management potential in a stack of highly qualified candidates isn’t ‘your area of expertise’, I’d start asking Columbia for a fucking refund if I were you.”
I sigh as I glare at him once more and then turn to sit resignedly at one of the dozen or so desks I’ve put together. Yes, it wobbles.
Sue me.
I start to page through the resumes, suddenly pausing when I land on an oddly familiar name. When I glance at the educational background of the applicant, my eyes widen. I’m right.
“Spotted it, did you.”
I jump, realizing Deimos is still standing right behind me. I turn in my somewhat shaky, equally wobbly swivel chair.
“Mateo Setaro. He was at Knightsblood with us. His father is high up with the Camorra in Sicily, I think.”
Deimos nods curtly. “Correct.”
I frown. “Exactly what kind of company are you building here, anyway?”
He sighs. “Just vet the applicants.”
I turn back to the resumes, glancing over Mateo’s. I’ll admit, it’s seriously impressive. Harvard School of Business, then three years at one of the most profitable and aggressive hedge funds in the world. A stint as CFO for a tech company he took public. And now he wants to work for Deimos at his bullshit fake company?
“Were you and Mateo friends at school?”
Deimos smiles wryly. “You think I’m doing him a favor.”
“Honestly?”
“Why not.”
“It feels more likehe’sdoingyoua favor. This resume is beyond ridiculous.”
He sniffs. “Then put him in the ‘good’ pile and keep going.”
