7
“Just slow down a minute and think,” Hakeem said.
Darius was growing frustrated with his friend’s ridiculous idea. He buried his head in his hands and let out a growl. He had taken a quick shower and changed into some of his own clothes. He couldn’t get in his second cup of coffee before Hakeem came barging in. Granted, he was his best friend and investment man, but what he was proposing was utterly ridiculous. Darius plopped down on the couch in the sitting area of his penthouse suite. He cradled his arms on his knees and leaned forward.
“I promised her that I’d get this thing annulled by tonight. The more I waste time with you, the possibility of that happening is slipping through my fingers.”
“But listen to me. You’re one of the very few billionaires that have been free of scandal
