Chapter Song – Misfit - Amy Studt
I came into the cold boardroom with a glint of light and warmth. It was only when I took a black leather settee did I realize the ferocity behind pasty faces and plastered smiles. Red, black, and white were the dominant colors in the room. But mostly I saw red as I looked into prying eyes.
I made to speak, “Everything this family has done made this moment possible. At this point, there is information about our financial bases and security technology that I am interested to know. As part of this family, I expect to be informed,” I verbalized in my most eloquent tone.
Wow, where is this confidence coming from? It must have been the s*x. I read about it once in an article from a magazine. It chronicled the benefits of s****l activity. It’d help with stress
