Derek
Derek scribbled on his notepad, barely paying any attention to what his brother was saying. Steven had a tendency of jumping to conclusions and not liking anything that wasn"t done the exact way he wanted it to be.
It had lost them more than one client in the past, but this time, Derek was determined that things were going to be different. The High Council had asked them to put together a marketing campaign for their upcoming race track launch, and Derek was determined that they wouldn"t lose this one. Not when it could make or break them.
"We need tyres and nearly n***d women..."
"I don"t think that"s going to work," Derek cut in, realising that he needed to say something before they ended up getting fired. "One of the drivers they"ve gotten for the launch is Jax Shellstrop, I d
