* Lawrence *
The door clicked shut behind her, and the silence that followed was nothing like the kind I wielded in boardrooms. This one pressed too close, filled with her perfume, with the echo of her words.
I should have gone straight to the next file waiting on my desk, the projections, the contracts, the outlines of the deal I'd been grinding toward for weeks. That's what I did after every negotiation, clean lines, clear margins, no distractions. But tonight, the numbers blurred.
Her voice lingered. You fight best when you're provoked.
Damn her. She was right. Argent hadn't stood a chance the moment she walked in and bent the narrative without touching the numbers. And now... my next deal loomed closer, bigger, heavier. A merger with Nano Tech, a corporation as ruthless as I am. Th
