Chapter 2
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Isabella Thorpe was finally in his presence and man did she look absolutely breath-taking and powerful in that emerald suit. He focused on her, those lips goodness they were just begging him to ravish them.
The woman had a great sense of how to make her body look good enough to torture a man. All he could think of now was how to get her in his bed. He shook his head, this was crazy. When she entered his office he wasn’t expecting her to look this good.
He turned his attention back to watch Isabella for a while before approaching her. It was as if she was trying to calm herself down. For some odd reason he had this urge to go help her.
He walked towards her and heard her greet him. He decided to tease her just to gage her reaction and enjoyed himself thoroughly when he saw her get flustered and blush.
“No smart remarks Isabella?” Grinning at her.
She looked at him and gave a small, tight smile. He saw her fold her hands near her waist and give him what she probably thought was her sternest look at him.
“Mr Moretti do you mind if we keep things professional?”
“Bella, we know each other. I hardly think that would make sense. Shall we start with the last VP’s debacle?”
He went to his desk and sat down for a moment. A moment later Isabella sat down on the chair across him. She took a breath and looked at him.
“Well how do I say this gently? The old pervert messed up our company’s image really badly and you hiring a young female does help but we have to do damage control.” Isabella expressed.
He glanced at her thoughtfully then he motioned for her to continue with his hand.
“Mr Moretti…”
Santo interrupted her, “Santo, please Bella.”
She sighed deeply, “Fine Santo, we need to do a press release and you have to do it. Now before you argue your side, consider the advantages of that.”
Santo didn’t like where this was going and groaned.
“I don’t do speaking in public.” He said firmly.
Isabella rolled her one eye in annoyance.
“Santo, if you speak out and set the record straight from your side that will appease not only our board but also our customers and clients. We could also fund a charity that goes with the Me2 movement. I also know a lady who is big on things like this and she’s famous and owes me one. If we can do all of this in this week we could at least take the heat off of us.”
Santo considered what Bella was saying and she made sense but he hated the media, they always twisted things to fit their narrative, they lived for drama and he liked privacy.
Santo saw Bella stand up and walk towards him. She planted herself on his desk beside him and eyed him.
“Santo I know I’m new to this but I know all about fixing.”
He got up and stood infront of her, she mimicked his movements and stood up facing him. He had an impulse to touch her cheek and followed it. She looked up at him and it made his heart race.
“I have a condition Bella.”
She gently bit her bottom lip while raising her eyebrow which he found delightful.
“What is it?” She asked in irritation.
“We go out for dinner later in the week and discuss this. Consider me a client who needs to be swayed and dined.”
Santo saw her consider his offer and smile at him.
“Mr Moretti, I do believe you are treading on some dangerous lines here.”
Santo gave her a dazzling grin, moving in so that they were face to face.
“Yes Ms Thorpe but this is a test.”
He retreated from her space but heard her small gasp. He settled back into his chair and glimpsed at her.
“I see, fine then Mr Moretti. Is this all?”
Isabella went back to her seat and stared at him.
“No, I need your opinion on something. We recently secured the F1 steering wheel contract and I want ideas on how we can tell the media after we fixed Mr Mahoney’s mess up.”
Santo saw Isabella perk up at the news of the steering wheel. She placed her hands on his desk and leaned in, beaming.
“You went with my idea?”
He raised his brows in surprise.
“That was you?”
Animatedly she laughed, “Yes! I had been begging Armando to let me help.”
“Armando mentioned that it wasn’t his idea, I thought he was being modest.”
“Well that sounds like him, but yes I figured a voice activated control would make things easier.”
Santo regarded Bella with more intrigue.
“Bella, are you into F1?”
He watched her smile at him excitingly as she nodded.
“Yes I am a huge fan.” She stated happily.
“Well there is an upcoming race happening in Monaco, I would gladly take you if you want.”
Santo observed Bella as she contemplated his offer. There was just something about her that made him want to get to know her more.
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