The Billionaire's Gambit

CHAPTER 5: Mon...Monster

AUGUST’s POV

“Boss,” August, Talon’s assistant said the second he entered into the big Oval Office that belonged to Talon his boss, who was the CEO of PRG.

PRG is a Mega company that dealt with clothes, jewelry, and even raw materials like diamond, gold and silver

“Yeah?” Talon asked, without taking his eyes off the papers on the table in front of him.

Recently, work at the headquarters in New York had been beyond stressful, especially with the acquisition of the new company he had been trying to get for the past six months.

“Old Man Dan reached out. He said he’ll be handing over the signed documents of the company to you…” August continued speaking not at all surprised to see his boss finally lift his head to look at him.

His intuition is really good, August couldn’t help but think.

“…I’m guessing there’s a but somewhere there,” Talon sighed as he gently dropped the pen he had been fiddling with in his hand for a while, since August entered.

“It’s obvious that he could have simply made it easier by sending someone to deliver it, yet he didn’t. What does the old man want this time around?” Talon asked setting his cold and indifferent eyes on August, who felt mostly immune to it, knowing that it would have been a different case for another assistant.

Talon’s brutal nature was well hidden, and only rumors of him being cold and quiet was known, yet people close to him knew the truth.

Even August who had known Talon for years still felt like he needed to to tread carefully when close to him.

“…He wants you to go to the birthday party of his granddaughter. He says he’ll personally give the signed contract to you there,” August carefully responded, bringing out a dazzling silver paper invitation from his pocket and holding it in his hand, not yet making any move to drop it on Talon’s table as he waited for Talon’s response and for the frigid silence in the air to pass.

“Which granddaughter?” Talon asked, a deep but clear frown appearing on his face as he did, which didn’t in any way affect his dangerously handsome features.

“His youngest one. Her name is Nira, It was the birthday present she demanded from the old man. I’m guessing she’s one of your many fans,” August instantly replied, not at all surprised by how many women fell for his boss on a daily basis

He had jet black hair, with some strands of it falling to the side of his forehead. His sharp eyes, perfected matched the sharpness of his jaw, which aligned perfectly with his facial features.

Even August as a man, couldn’t deny God’s bias when he allowed such a man with such a face to be born.

The only downside is his s****l preference. August thought, recalling the day, he had been called to carry a woman out of the room after she fainted, with various ropes still attached to her body.

BDSM, who still does that nowadays, August thought quickly restraining his mind from wandering any further than it had.

The last thing he wanted was for Talon to notice that his attention was divided, even as he watched him pick up his pen to write something on the piece of paper in front of him.

A few more minutes went by in silence with Talon not saying a word to him, as he continued to stand to the side of the table, comfortable with waiting in silence.

His statue was about six feet just slightly shorter than Talon, who was the only person he knew who was taller than him, and although he was his assistant, he also doubled as a bodyguard, something August didn’t mind since it wasn’t like he had a personal life of his own.

His mind continued to wonder when suddenly and unexpectedly he heard Talon slam the book on his table, the one he had been looking through.

He definitely knows that my mind was elsewhere, August thought with a weary smile on his face as he raised his hand to touch his own well sculpted face, being aware that he might not be as handsome as the boss, but he was good looking enough not to ignore for simply standing beside him.

“I feel a little stressed,” Talon said getting on his feet in one move, while arranging the few disorganized papers on his table.

August instantly knew what that meant since the Talon he knew was never tired.

I wonder what poor woman is about to suffer in his hands.

“I’ll call and have them prepare someone but what about the party in the evening?” August asked, knowing his sessions usually took a while, while wondering if Talon was prepared to lose the company he had been trying to get for more than six months.

“I’ll attend. This session won’t take long. It never does,” Talon replied with a slightly annoyed and dissatisfied expression on his face, as he slid his fingers through his well styled hair, messing it up a little.

Still, with the designer suit he wore on his well proportioned body, it only served to give him a more roguish looked that made him even more attractive than before.

“Let’s go…” Talon ordered with a blank expression on his face, one he carried throughout their walk out of the company, while August also made sure to put a blank but fierce expression on his own, one that would ensure that no one dared to come close to his boss.

Normally, Talon would have had to carry more bodyguards but he usually considered them to be a nuisance, which was why he usually had on August follow him around, even as his designated driver.

“We’re going straight to B and L,” Talon said the moment he settled in the back seat of his Benz, and August nodded, instantly bringing out his phone to send a message to the head that they would soon be there.

“Welcome…” Madam Grita greeted and bowed watching the people she had been specially waiting for get out of the car.

“I promise not to disappoint you today,” she quickly said, sending a glance at August, who completely paid her no mind as he simply stood beside Talon after opening the car door for him.

Talon didn’t respond and only walked in, with August right beside him.

It took only a few minutes for them to get upstairs to the VIP rooms, which was one of the reasons why August liked the private based establishment which catered to the magnanimously rich.

“Any of this three would do. They have been extensively briefed and prepared,” Madam Grita said the moment she opened the door of the VIP rooms, to show the girls already waiting there.

“You could also pick the three…” Madam Grita continued watching the excited expression on the faces of the girls the moment they saw the guest they would be hosting.

“The first would do. Has the materials been prepared?” Talon impatiently said, moving into the room as he did, while August quickly moved out of the room, after going through every corner of it to make sure it was safe.

“Yes, all you requested before had been…” but she was unable to finish before she saw the two other girls pushed out of the room and the door heavily slammed in her face.

Still, her behavior was very professional and she showed no particular emotion in her face, as she led the other two girls down the stairs, only to suddenly pause a little before they had to go down.

“Are you going to stand there? He might take a while. I can have a girl prepared for…”

“I’ll stay,” was August’s instant reply to her as he continued to stand in front of the door with his muscular arms folded in front of him.

Trust me, those girls are not going to last long, August thought with a long sigh to himself.

Almost like he envisioned the future, fifteen minutes later, he heard a sharp scratching in the door before the handle of the door was pulled, and the door jerked back to reveal a barely covered woman with red-tinged eyes, clearly making her escape.

“Mon-monster. He’s a monster. I can’t do this…I can’t,” she mumbled to herself, running through the corridor and down the stairs as she did.