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Mike, ever the supportive colleague, was quick to back her up. "That's a great point, Lina," he said. "Positioning the chocolates as a luxury item can potentially open up an entirely new market segment for the client."

Lina's response was a gracious smile, her demeanor unshaken by the praise. As my turn came, I could feel the room's attention shift to me. I leaned into the silence, using it to frame my unconventional proposal.

"While I see the merit in that approach," I said, catching everyone's attention. "What really sets these chocolates apart is their distinctive flavors and quality ingredients."

Joe, who was always open to fresh ideas, nodded in agreement.

Lina, determined as ever, insisted, “The luxury aspect is what will set this campaign apart. We need to showcase the elegance and opulence associated with ChocDelight’s new product line.”

I shot back, “But Lina, we shouldn't ignore the unique flavors that ChocDelight offers. It's not just about the luxurious packaging, but what's inside that really matters. The distinctiveness of the product itself should be the centerpiece of our campaign.”

Her eyes met mine, a glimmer of acknowledgment there. Despite the tension between us, there was a silent understanding, an unspoken admiration for each other's talent, passion, and drive.

After a long, intense discussion, Jess finally broke the silence. “Alright, thank you everyone for your inputs. Lina, your proposal resonates more with the client’s needs. We’ll proceed with that as our main approach.”

I could see Don, the client's representative, nodding in approval.

The air seemed to deflate around me as my avant-garde ideas were gently but firmly set aside. The affirmation of my perceived failure stung, a reminder of the heavy legacy that I carried.

A sudden cold silence blanketed the room as the meeting came to an end. The weight of the verdict bore down on me, igniting my anxieties about filling my late brother's shoes. As my colleagues exited, I sat there, stewing in the silence. My mind raced with thoughts, doubts and fears,

The next day started like any other at Apex Creations, but as Jess strode into the meeting room, a palpable energy crackled in the air.

"We've been approached by Liltech," she announced, her words dangling in the air like bait. And we all bit. A groundbreaking tech company, Liltech was a powerhouse in the market and had a reputation for creating revolutionary products for the Littles and Daddies community.

"They want us to lead their next campaign. And that's not all," she added, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "The project comes with a million-dollar bonus and a partnership with the firm."

Gasps echoed around the room, and my heart hammered in my chest. The gravity of the opportunity wasn't lost on any of us.

As Creative Directors, Lina and I were to lead separate teams. The objective was clear—win the Liltech campaign. But this competition wasn't just about us. It forced everyone in the room to choose sides, testing the strength of friendships and loyalties. Mike and Joe, who had always walked the fine line between their professional and personal lives, now stood at a crossroads. With Joe being my best friend, and Mike finding a friend in Lina, their decisions could very well change the dynamics of the entire competition.

I didn't wait long. My mind was clear, and my decision was made. As soon as Jess wrapped up, I turned to Joe, looking him straight in the eyes. "I want you on my team, Joe," I said, my voice steady.

Chapter 6: Lina

The dust had barely settled after Jess's announcement when I felt a slight tug on my hand. I looked down, meeting Mike's puppy-dog eyes as he clung to me like a lifeline.

"Promise me you'll take care," he implored theatrically, holding my hand as if he was about to embark on a daring adventure. “You know, in case we never see each other again.”

"Oh, please!" Joe chuckled, rolling his eyes. "This isn't 'Saving Private Ryan'."

Mike shot him a glare. "Just trying to bring a bit of drama into the room, Daddy. Someone's got to keep things interesting!"

"I suppose that's one way of asking to be on my team," I chided, unable to keep the smile from my face. “Of course you’re on my team, silly.”

Mike blushed, grinning sheepishly. As he left my side to join the others, he and Joe shared a look. They were so close, yet now they found themselves on opposing sides.

"Do you think we can do this, Daddy?" Mike asked, his playful demeanor replaced by a sober expression. "Work against each other, I mean."

"We have to, Little one," Joe replied, his voice soft. "But remember, it's all in good fun. At the end of the day, we're still a team at home."

"Agreed," Mike nodded. "No holding back, though. If you think I'm going easy on you, you're wrong."

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Joe grinned. "Bring on the destruction."

Their words, although playful, held an undercurrent of seriousness that echoed around the room.

Later on, the low hum of the bustling office faded into the background as I pushed open the door to my private sanctuary. As the door clicked shut, I exhaled deeply, sinking into the plush leather chair behind my sleek oak desk. Mike followed suit, flopping onto the couch with a sigh.

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