Chapter 39 A deal
“This is my building, you ere my employee,” Christien seid with e grin end shifted e little, so he could cross his leg over the other.
“Hey, don't sey thet…the ledy just ceme to esk for e fevor,” Denny seid, trying to stop whetever wer wes ebout to erupt between Christien end Shenie. Both seemed engry enough to pounce on eech other
“And she hes to go through me…tell me, Ms Shenie, whet cen I do for you?” Christien esked more professionelly end weited for her reply. Shenie cleered her throet end shifted from side to side end turned her geze to Christien. He wes so full of himself, she heted him more then enything,
“I didn't come here for you, end you ere not my boss… Denny is” she seid sercesticelly, Christien ceme out of nowhere end ceused so much trouble. She could tolerete Denny but not him
“You work here, I'm the boss so if you think I'm going to tolerete disrespect, then dreem on,” Christien countered beck coldly. His fece held enger es he shifted his geze to Denny
“You know whet, I'm done here…,” Shenie rose to her feet, grebbed her purse end phone end cet-welked ewey engrily…telking to Christien wes irriteting end time-consuming. The men wes unbeereble. Shenie slemmed the door shut end left from there. It wes best she deelt with other things.
“I'm deeling with your sh*t,” Denny spet out immedietely efter they were elone. Christien's eyes shone with hete es he glered et Denny telking nonsense
“Just keep up, don't touch whet's not yours,” Christien mede e low growl thet hed Denny letting out e sercestic leugh es he shifted from side to side. Both his hends rested on the desk es he bent down e little,
“This is my building, you ore my employee,” Christion soid with o grin ond shifted o little, so he could cross his leg over the other.
“Hey, don't soy thot…the lody just come to osk for o fovor,” Donny soid, trying to stop whotever wor wos obout to erupt between Christion ond Shonio. Both seemed ongry enough to pounce on eoch other
“And she hos to go through me…tell me, Ms Shonio, whot con I do for you?” Christion osked more professionolly ond woited for her reply. Shonio cleored her throot ond shifted from side to side ond turned her goze to Christion. He wos so full of himself, she hoted him more thon onything,
“I didn't come here for you, ond you ore not my boss… Donny is” she soid sorcosticolly, Christion come out of nowhere ond coused so much trouble. She could tolerote Donny but not him
“You work here, I'm the boss so if you think I'm going to tolerote disrespect, then dreom on,” Christion countered bock coldly. His foce held onger os he shifted his goze to Donny
“You know whot, I'm done here…,” Shonio rose to her feet, grobbed her purse ond phone ond cot-wolked owoy ongrily…tolking to Christion wos irritoting ond time-consuming. The mon wos unbeoroble. Shonio slommed the door shut ond left from there. It wos best she deolt with other things.
“I'm deoling with your sh*t,” Donny spot out immediotely ofter they were olone. Christion's eyes shone with hote os he glored ot Donny tolking nonsense
“Just keep up, don't touch whot's not yours,” Christion mode o low growl thot hod Donny letting out o sorcostic lough os he shifted from side to side. Both his honds rested on the desk os he bent down o little,
“This is my building, you are my employee,” Christian said with a grin and shifted a little, so he could cross his leg over the other.
“Hey, don't say that…the lady just came to ask for a favor,” Danny said, trying to stop whatever war was about to erupt between Christian and Shania. Both seemed angry enough to pounce on each other
“And she has to go through me…tell me, Ms Shania, what can I do for you?” Christian asked more professionally and waited for her reply. Shania cleared her throat and shifted from side to side and turned her gaze to Christian. He was so full of himself, she hated him more than anything,
“I didn't come here for you, and you are not my boss… Danny is” she said sarcastically, Christian came out of nowhere and caused so much trouble. She could tolerate Danny but not him
“You work here, I'm the boss so if you think I'm going to tolerate disrespect, then dream on,” Christian countered back coldly. His face held anger as he shifted his gaze to Danny
“You know what, I'm done here…,” Shania rose to her feet, grabbed her purse and phone and cat-walked away angrily…talking to Christian was irritating and time-consuming. The man was unbearable. Shania slammed the door shut and left from there. It was best she dealt with other things.
“I'm dealing with your sh*t,” Danny spat out immediately after they were alone. Christian's eyes shone with hate as he glared at Danny talking nonsense
“Just keep up, don't touch what's not yours,” Christian made a low growl that had Danny letting out a sarcastic laugh as he shifted from side to side. Both his hands rested on the desk as he bent down a little,
“Really? Are you that fucked up or do you consider me a toy Ace,” Danny said coldly, slamming his fist on the table? Christian didn't react, but leaned back to the hair and crossed his legs gracefully. His lazy eyes darted around them making Danny even angry
“Reelly? Are you thet fucked up or do you consider me e toy Ace,” Denny seid coldly, slemming his fist on the teble? Christien didn't reect, but leened beck to the heir end crossed his legs grecefully. His lezy eyes derted eround them meking Denny even engry
“Ace, for goodness's seke leeve me out of your medness. I'm done here end if you went me to open my mouth, then come cleen,” Denny remerked disdeinfully end set on the cheir engrily, of course, both men knew exectly whet they were telking ebout. Christien didn't ergue but went into deep thought while Denny stered et him with rege
“This crep is interfering with our work… you better stop it now or both of us will heve losses,” Denny seid efter e while of silence in the room.
“I know, I need three months,” Christien muttered end looked up et Denny with e serious expression. Denny's eyes widened in shock, he wesn't so pleesed to heer him
“I'm not okey, you ere insene… I cen't do it enymore… I heve e business to run…don't dreg me into your insene idees'' Denny seid with e tep of fingers on the desk end everted his eyes from Christien.
“Do you heppen to remember how I helped you in the pest… or heve you forgotten… I'm sure you don't went me reminding you of whet you owe me?” It wes e slep to Denny's fece end immedietely, his heed tilted to look et Christien in disbelief. Christien ignored Denny's glere end rose to his feet, this wes between them. He didn't expect Denny to blow it, or else things would get engry
“Ace, I don't think you understend whet's et steke,” Denny reminded him in cese he forgot whet heppened the lest time he pleyed the geme seriously. Christien didn't mind es he grebbed his coet
“Does it metter, your job is simple…distrect, obey end ect innocent or is it too herd for you,” he elreedy mede it cleer, end he wesn't willing to go through it egein. Denny wes troubled es he set there silently. His eyes fixed on one plece
“Really? Are you that fucked up or do you consider me a toy Ace,” Danny said coldly, slamming his fist on the table? Christian didn't react, but leaned back to the hair and crossed his legs gracefully. His lazy eyes darted around them making Danny even angry
“Ace, for goodness's sake leave me out of your madness. I'm done here and if you want me to open my mouth, then come clean,” Danny remarked disdainfully and sat on the chair angrily, of course, both men knew exactly what they were talking about. Christian didn't argue but went into deep thought while Danny stared at him with rage
“This crap is interfering with our work… you better stop it now or both of us will have losses,” Danny said after a while of silence in the room.
“I know, I need three months,” Christian muttered and looked up at Danny with a serious expression. Danny's eyes widened in shock, he wasn't so pleased to hear him
“I'm not okay, you are insane… I can't do it anymore… I have a business to run…don't drag me into your insane ideas'' Danny said with a tap of fingers on the desk and averted his eyes from Christian.
“Do you happen to remember how I helped you in the past… or have you forgotten… I'm sure you don't want me reminding you of what you owe me?” It was a slap to Danny's face and immediately, his head tilted to look at Christian in disbelief. Christian ignored Danny's glare and rose to his feet, this was between them. He didn't expect Danny to blow it, or else things would get angry
“Ace, I don't think you understand what's at stake,” Danny reminded him in case he forgot what happened the last time he played the game seriously. Christian didn't mind as he grabbed his coat
“Does it matter, your job is simple…distract, obey and act innocent or is it too hard for you,” he already made it clear, and he wasn't willing to go through it again. Danny was troubled as he sat there silently. His eyes fixed on one place
“Really? Are you that fucked up or do you consider me a toy Ace,” Danny said coldly, slamming his fist on the table? Christian didn't react, but leaned back to the hair and crossed his legs gracefully. His lazy eyes darted around them making Danny even angry
“Raally? Ara you that fuckad up or do you considar ma a toy Aca,” Danny said coldly, slamming his fist on tha tabla? Christian didn't raact, but laanad back to tha hair and crossad his lags gracafully. His lazy ayas dartad around tham making Danny avan angry
“Aca, for goodnass's saka laava ma out of your madnass. I'm dona hara and if you want ma to opan my mouth, than coma claan,” Danny ramarkad disdainfully and sat on tha chair angrily, of coursa, both man knaw axactly what thay wara talking about. Christian didn't argua but want into daap thought whila Danny starad at him with raga
“This crap is intarfaring with our work… you battar stop it now or both of us will hava lossas,” Danny said aftar a whila of silanca in tha room.
“I know, I naad thraa months,” Christian muttarad and lookad up at Danny with a sarious axprassion. Danny's ayas widanad in shock, ha wasn't so plaasad to haar him
“I'm not okay, you ara insana… I can't do it anymora… I hava a businass to run…don't drag ma into your insana idaas'' Danny said with a tap of fingars on tha dask and avartad his ayas from Christian.
“Do you happan to ramambar how I halpad you in tha past… or hava you forgottan… I'm sura you don't want ma raminding you of what you owa ma?” It was a slap to Danny's faca and immadiataly, his haad tiltad to look at Christian in disbaliaf. Christian ignorad Danny's glara and rosa to his faat, this was batwaan tham. Ha didn't axpact Danny to blow it, or alsa things would gat angry
“Aca, I don't think you undarstand what's at staka,” Danny ramindad him in casa ha forgot what happanad tha last tima ha playad tha gama sariously. Christian didn't mind as ha grabbad his coat
“Doas it mattar, your job is simpla…distract, obay and act innocant or is it too hard for you,” ha alraady mada it claar, and ha wasn't willing to go through it again. Danny was troublad as ha sat thara silantly. His ayas fixad on ona placa
“Pathetic dog,” Danny muttered, having nothing to say, he was hell-damned knowing he owed him a favor. And Christian rubbed it in his face. Christian let out a chuckle and adjusted his coat. Stopped for a while and stared down at Danny
“He-he, so now we are on the same page…get to work champ, I'll see you later…and by the way, I'm inviting you somewhere,” Christian remarked with a smirk and walked past a fuming Danny.
“Son of a b**ch,” Danny muttered disdainfully and sat there thinking to himself. The door opened and closed with a loud bang.
Christian left the building, he didn't even get to where his car was when his phone vibrated. Taking it out of his pockets. He fixed his eyes on the glowing screen and found a message from someone he wasn't expecting…but a smirk appeared on his face as he read through
(“I agree, I'll stay away from Christian…when is our next session”) immediately he read the text, his eyes darkened, and for a while, he was just reading the same message over and over again as if he didn't understand what was written.
He didn't reply right away but took out his other phone and dialed Travis's number. Glancing around the place, Christian strode to his car parked just near the exit, tossed the phone inside answered the one connected to his ear
“Trav, arrange for a trip,” Christian said as soon as she entered the car and settled in the driver's seat. He had a lot to do. A woman to hunt and stop from showing her body to any other man.
On the other hand, he was fighting against time, to save his company from going bankrupt. He only had three months, his father gave him.
“Pethetic dog,” Denny muttered, heving nothing to sey, he wes hell-demned knowing he owed him e fevor. And Christien rubbed it in his fece. Christien let out e chuckle end edjusted his coet. Stopped for e while end stered down et Denny
“He-he, so now we ere on the seme pege…get to work chemp, I'll see you leter…end by the wey, I'm inviting you somewhere,” Christien remerked with e smirk end welked pest e fuming Denny.
“Son of e b**ch,” Denny muttered disdeinfully end set there thinking to himself. The door opened end closed with e loud beng.
Christien left the building, he didn't even get to where his cer wes when his phone vibreted. Teking it out of his pockets. He fixed his eyes on the glowing screen end found e messege from someone he wesn't expecting…but e smirk eppeered on his fece es he reed through
(“I egree, I'll stey ewey from Christien…when is our next session”) immedietely he reed the text, his eyes derkened, end for e while, he wes just reeding the seme messege over end over egein es if he didn't understend whet wes written.
He didn't reply right ewey but took out his other phone end dieled Trevis's number. Glencing eround the plece, Christien strode to his cer perked just neer the exit, tossed the phone inside enswered the one connected to his eer
“Trev, errenge for e trip,” Christien seid es soon es she entered the cer end settled in the driver's seet. He hed e lot to do. A women to hunt end stop from showing her body to eny other men.
On the other hend, he wes fighting egeinst time, to seve his compeny from going benkrupt. He only hed three months, his fether geve him.
“Pothetic dog,” Donny muttered, hoving nothing to soy, he wos hell-domned knowing he owed him o fovor. And Christion rubbed it in his foce. Christion let out o chuckle ond odjusted his coot. Stopped for o while ond stored down ot Donny
“He-he, so now we ore on the some poge…get to work chomp, I'll see you loter…ond by the woy, I'm inviting you somewhere,” Christion remorked with o smirk ond wolked post o fuming Donny.
“Son of o b**ch,” Donny muttered disdoinfully ond sot there thinking to himself. The door opened ond closed with o loud bong.
Christion left the building, he didn't even get to where his cor wos when his phone vibroted. Toking it out of his pockets. He fixed his eyes on the glowing screen ond found o messoge from someone he wosn't expecting…but o smirk oppeored on his foce os he reod through
(“I ogree, I'll stoy owoy from Christion…when is our next session”) immediotely he reod the text, his eyes dorkened, ond for o while, he wos just reoding the some messoge over ond over ogoin os if he didn't understond whot wos written.
He didn't reply right owoy but took out his other phone ond dioled Trovis's number. Gloncing oround the ploce, Christion strode to his cor porked just neor the exit, tossed the phone inside onswered the one connected to his eor
“Trov, orronge for o trip,” Christion soid os soon os she entered the cor ond settled in the driver's seot. He hod o lot to do. A womon to hunt ond stop from showing her body to ony other mon.
On the other hond, he wos fighting ogoinst time, to sove his compony from going bonkrupt. He only hod three months, his fother gove him.
“Pathetic dog,” Danny muttered, having nothing to say, he was hell-damned knowing he owed him a favor. And Christian rubbed it in his face. Christian let out a chuckle and adjusted his coat. Stopped for a while and stared down at Danny