Author's POV.Roman's face brightened as he heard Leonard's words. He never expected 'The boss' to agree or even consider his request."Wow," Roman smiled. "I'm so surprised. I hope this isn't a joke,""No, it isn't," Leonard replied firmly. "The boss has agreed to help you eliminate the pest that is bugging your love life," Leonard added and sat on one of the seats."When is he going to send people after Damien?" Roman asked, his voice filled with excitement."He will send people very soon to take care of your problem, but the boss said that you have a price to pay," Leonard revealed, causing the smile on Roman's lips to slowly vanish."What price is he talking about?" Roman asked.Leonard puffed some air in his cheeks and exhaled sharply, before placing elbows on the table."The boss said that you have to give him this company and every branch under it. He also wants the island in Los Angeles and the private jet that you recently purchased. He also demands your private account in Lo

Author's POV.Damien was in his office, engrossed in his tasks. With Fernanda dismissed for the day, Elise's departure, and the absence of most of his employees except those working overtime, he was alone, surrounded by the noise of his pen scratching on the rough paper and the distant honks of cars outside his company."I thought that these clients' needs were met a month ago, why does this read otherwise?" Damien asked, gazing at red lines on his laptop screen. "What the fuck is this?"He dropped his pen and focused his attention on the error on his laptop. He began clicking on the keypads and he continued this for minutes, his eyes not departing from the laptop for a single second."Why didn't they make a complaint?" Damien asked, his voice laced with confusion. "Why are there over twenty customers and models with the same issues? Didn't Fernanda notice this?"Damien loosened his tie and shifted with his swivel chair. He moved to his other drawer and brought out some files."The pr

Author's POV."You've come to the right place," the salesperson smiled. "Your partner will be pleased with your choice," Damien simply smiled in response to her words. He saw the jewelry store over the internet and their reviews were great, so he decided to try the place out. He hoped not to be disappointed, though the positivity of the salesperson had given him a little reassurance."I will show you a few of our pieces," She said, stepping away from the counter which she stood behind."What exactly do you want for her, or do you know exactly what she wants?" the salesperson asked as she reached him."She would want something too simple, but I would want something unique and rare for her," Damien stated, glancing at the rings in the display cases. "You're Damien Sinclair and you own a fashion company, right?" the salesperson suddenly inquired. She was certain that she had seen him on television and social media. "Yes, I'm Damien and I own a fashion company," Damien confirmed with

Author's POV."Wow, that sounds exciting," Leonard chuckled darkly. "Can I help with anything?""The last time you attempted doing so, you ended up being the selfish bastard that you'll always be," Roman retorted, keeping the ring back in the box."I am not here as the boss' messenger. I am here as your friend," Leonard smirked, taking another bite of the apple. "I just wanna help, can't I do that?""No, you can't. I can handle this all on my own. I don't need anyone telling me the pros and cons of my plans. I have everything settled," Roman chuckled, then sucked in a deep breath.He opened the drawer by his side and put the engagement box carefully into it."I said that I didn't need your help, why are you still here?" Roman's lips curved downwards."Have you done the task that the boss told you to do?" Leonard asked. "I thought that you were here as my friend, why are you asking that?" Roman scoffed.Leonard's eyes were on the verge of rolling."Whatever. Just give me an answer to

Damien's POV.I kept the invitation card and my pen in my briefcase, then I closed it."Don't you think it's a crime to walk around with such a sexy ass?" A flattered smile appeared on my lips and I glanced at Elise. "I thought you were asleep," I smiled at her."No, I tried sleeping but I couldn't. But then, I turned and I saw your ass. It's quite amusing to stare at," She grinned, trying to hide the sadness that was still so visible in her eyes."Umm...I don't just want you to stare at it, a massage will do," I flirtily winked at her."I'll pass. I don't want to see your butt cheeks in my dreams," Her words made me laugh.I removed the towel over my shoulder and cleaned my body a bit. I decided to go to bed naked, without any intention of doing anything to her. She was still unhappy about the loss of her friend, sex would be completely inappropriate.I walked over to the bed and dropped the towel on the nightstand. I slipped into bed and placed my hand on her cheek."Since you can'