Nick
I entered my office after the meeting with Lander, his team, and T-World, Alaia's company. I sat in the manager's chair and ran my thumb across my lip as I pictured her again in my thoughts. I smiled, remembering that she didn't refuse my lips, although she hittered, like a precious little sss. I laughed out loud again, but it was worth it, worth the slap, and I wouldn't mind receiving a few more if, in the end, I could taste those lips more than once.
"Sir," Kathe rushed in, agenda in hand, "the meeting your grandfather requested to be reinstated as CEO by the board of directors will take place in ten minutes. I believe he intended for no one to inform you so that you wouldn't be present or arrive late," she explained, and I stopped playing with the stress ball I was holding.
"Cal
