1. MARCUS
They say power looks best in a suit.
I made sure made sure mine was tailored to kill.
I stepped off the glass elevator onto the top floor of Xandrovich Industries, the air conditioned chill barely biting through the layers of tension rippling beneath my skin. I’d worn my navy three-piece like armor today.
Because walking into enemy territory—especially after what happened last quarter—wasn’t a move made lightly
Especially when the enemy is that smug face bastard.
Marcus Volkov
(fuck I feel like I will lose my control)
Marcus Volkov
*takes a deep breath*
Marcus Volkov
(here we go)
Marcus Volkov
*enters the boardroom meeting hall*
Marcus Volkov
(i hate this already)
I hated the smug grins from the board members who think they are smarter than me.
I Hated that I was the one summoned to fix the mess my own assistant created by leaking proprietary numbers.
But what Marcus hated most… was how my body reacted the moment Desmond walked in.
The tension in the room shifted like it recognized a storm. His cologne hit first—dark amber, citrus bite, and that faint hint of leather and I hate myself for memorizing.
Then came the sound of his voice. Low. Smooth. and I get instant flashback-
No, not going there.
Dripping with that same arrogance that I had wanted to slap off his face since our first business merger.
Marcus Volkov
(I want to bite his head off)
Nikolai Xandrovich
Gentleman
Nikolai Xandrovich
Let's not waste our time, and Volkov you are 7 minutes late.
Marcus Volkov
Yet, I am the most prepared man in this room.
Nikolai Xandrovich
You should be. Considering your mistakes.
Marcus Volkov
(did he just say that?)
Marcus Volkov
*sat across from him at the obsidian boardroom table*
Nikolai Xandrovich
This merger won’t work if your team keeps bleeding data,
Nikolai Xandrovich
I’m not interested in baby-sitting amateurs.
Marcus Volkov
*smiles thinly* And yet, you’re still playing the CEO. Cute.
Nikolai Xandrovich
Careful, Marcus. If you think you can provoke me into folding, you’re sorely underestimating what I’m willing to do.
Board members
(Are we even needed here?)
The rest of the meeting was a blur of spreadsheets and threats. But even as I forced himself to focus, my mind burned with one question.
"Why was he looking at me like that?"
Nikolai Xandrovich
Let's again meet at xxxxxxx
Nikolai Xandrovich
Meeting adjourned.
Marcus Volkov
*takes a deep breath* huff
Marcus Volkov
(Finally I can leave)
Nikolai Xandrovich
Not you Volkov
Marcus Volkov
*turns around and raises an eyebrow*
Is God punishing me or something.
Nikolai Xandrovich
Let's have dinner today.
Psych patient
Thank you, for reading.
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