“Damn it, I can't breathe!” Lucian adjusted his tie aggressively with a groan and tossed the pen in his hands across the table. He would never get used to working while wearing a suit and a bothersome tie that restricted the flow of air from his windpipe.
These last few days had been overwhelming with the amount of work he had to do. After school each day, he would take a taxi straight to the office to continue from where he stopped the previous day as Rowan entertained no excuses.
“Come in,” He replied to the knocking on his door and Enzo walked in with a file in his hands.
“Young master, here is the report on Federico's company. They're in a tight spot, running around right now, trying to fix their mess,”
“Thank you,” Lucian whispered, collecting the file. He glanced through it and n
