A day ago, when Kieran decided to get a better card, he headed nowhere but Miss Ana's restaurant. That was after calling Jaxon to meet him there. His request was:
"Can you help me find these people's information tonight?" as he pushed the list of the ten majority shareholders to him. He knew he had played a dirty game on them already, so they would surely want to vote against him on the meeting day. And he should break their egos.
Jaxon looked so confused he could tear Kieran open for answers. But all in all, he fished out their information – place of residence, spouses, hobbies, and a pinch of salt on personalities. He wasn't a reporter for no reason.
And watching the shareholders put down their votes on their iPads inside the conference room, Kieran just hoped he would get the scapegoat he wanted.
As a matter of fact, it was at the same moment Mrs. Ava knew there would be no green tech investment. From the mouth of the plotter himself. But in spite of her anger, she had no choice. It was either to go green or suffer more losses.
'Hell… an almost bankrupt company is a hassle to begin with!' she raged inside as she pressed the green button.
Of course, there were stooges. Shareholders present at the meeting and some local investors from other cities. And as Kieran promised, they were out of the list. To instill more anger in Mr. Stamps, the one he offered fake bribery to, Kieran said,
"Don't worry – only you still remain in the empire even when you voted against me. A couple's possession is for both of them, right?"
It took a second before the realization sank in, and Mr. Stamps slammed the table in rage. The room was already in turmoil and noise, so no one cares who adds fuel to the fire.
"What? That's my divorced wife!"
But Kieran didn't care. Yes, he got details about his divorced wife last night and would hand his shares over to her in the next meeting. The ego-breaking card had been exhausted and used well.
In the end, Amanda announced the final voting, as displayed on the screen: 97% of shareholders were on Kieran's side, while the rest were out of the empire.
The internet buzzed with videos, clips, and headlines. Most sent heart Kieran's way, while the haters said he was rude to everyone despite being the youngest. But the thing was, as mentioned by some fans online, age is just a number. Money speaks volumes.
Gregory couldn't stop giggling in his seat as his P.A. showed the news to him; neither could Kieran's fake relatives stop being proud. Their son had taken over the empire – he had become the CEO, bold and deadly like a real businessman.
Before Kieran left the empire, he had a few chats with Alan Martinez. During that moment, he almost thought Amanda was just badmouthing the man recently. Because he seemed a different person that time – calm and like a real father figure.
Alan had asked with a gentle smile, "That was a nice way to handle things, Mr. Holland. If you're less busy sometime, can I invite you to my golf club?"
And Kieran replied, "yes." He had no idea how to play golf, but this was all about getting closer to the right man. His influence helped in the voting as well.
Much like Kieran's saying, a good day should never pass by without a sexy end to it. The lady he met at the club calling him as he drove home was much of a coincidence… but still, it was what Kieran was hoping for.
His phone chimed, and Amanda handed it over. He recognized her voice as she said she was Sophia and asked if they could meet up tonight. She still had that seductive voice.
Kieran gave the order, and Amanda executed it. A Lamborghini to pick up the boss's new girlfriend at the Hollands' five-star hotel, room 701.
Kieran reached the hotel in a moment and went in – all the staff bowed his way. He soon got to the silvery door of room 701 and unlocked it with his fingerprint. The fragrant smell of female perfume wrapped around him as he stumbled inside – his steps violent in a way, violent for a taste of beauty.
Sophia turned over from watching the TV on the plush white couch; a skin-tight bathrobe clung to her sharp features. Kieran had this thrill – one he doesn't usually feel from other women – that froze him in his tracks.
His eyes followed Sophia's rise. She was elegant – well-defined hips gazing out from the bathrobe, those that seemed as though carved by an angelic craftsman. The moment she pulled off the robe, Kieran's chest drummed, and he felt a hand pull him from within.
He gasped. And whispered, "Damn, Sophia… You're danger." And he walked towards her, legs driven by elegant thrills, eyes clung to the angelic view before him.
"Eat me up, daddy," Sophia whispered back, her voice toned in a way that pulled even the whole spacious room together. She stepped down from the couch and held back on its arms, waiting and looking at the approaching guy with eyes that smiled. She whispered again, "Eat the danger up, will ya?"
And with one final step, Kieran collapsed into her, grabbing onto her lips right away. His lips brushed against hers, soft and gentle. Sophia's gasping breath mixed with his, filled with the taste of rosy lip gloss. He ran one hand down her graceful curve – skin smooth and well-toned – until he grabbed the butt lying beneath that yellow underwear.
Sophia moaned.
Kieran held back his lips, leaving them only inches away from hers. He looked into her eyes, searching for his reflection in those pretty mirrors. Sophia's heart pounded, not from anxiety, but from craving more.
Kieran asked her, "Do you like being on the top?"
"Sure, I do, Daddy," Sophia whispered back.
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