The young man picked up the call with irritation.
"Bob! I'm busy!" he barked into the phone. The last thing he needed at the moment was to talk to a fat, ugly man.
"I'm sorry, sir!" Bob replied in a panic. "But you are needed in the office! A stranger is here about Dave's commission! He beat up my guards and is asking for you! It's an emergency, sir!"
Anger flashed across Kyle's face. He hated being interrupted during s*x. Who was this stranger with a death wish? The angry young man pulled out of Daphne and asked her to get dressed.
"Have you ever watched an actual fight to the death?" he asked her, his eyes gleaming. The aura about him had changed from casual to grave. It sent shivers up Daphne's spine.
The beauty wriggled uncomfortably. "I… No… I haven't…"
Kyle picked up his sheat
