I Am The Luna

Chapter 39

An Impulsive Moment

SEBASTIAN. One week later and we are finally at the long -awaited business meeting. Through the large windows, I can see the snow covered mountains in the distance. This place is beautiful, but not as beautiful as the sassy redhead sitting before me.

Seated around an oval table as everyone here gets their chance to show what they have to offer. There are only five companies that have made it this far and, of course, I pushed my way in with my reputation alone.

But I’m only here for Zaia, however, I’m glad I came, because I wasn’t expecting the Harrison heir to be here…

He had a rather poor reputation tainted with accusations of assault, possession and supplying drugs and for his party going sideways. Kyle Harrison is a man in his mid-twenties.

It’s obvious his father brought him here in an attempt to show him the ropes of the business, but it’s not fucking working. He looks bored and tired and wasn’t even hiding it until Zaia stepped through the doors and now he has his eyes glued on her.

“Thank you, Mr Oscar.” The Client, Mr Keith Harrison, a billionaire with several strings of businesses beneath him, says. There are only three companies left to give their presentations.

One is the sleazy bastard seated not far from me who has his eyes stuck on Zaia’s breasts and it’s fucking pissing me off… but he isn’t as obvious as Kyle Harrison. Then, there’s the Toussaints, and the Kings left to give our presentations.

of the table and a little down from me. She’s wearing a soft blush blouse which is 2/12 tucked into her high white pencil skirt,

see the lace outline of her bra beneath her shirt that’s ever so slightly sheer. The hint of cleavage

table is made worse by the pair of glasses she’s wearing. A fashion statement, but one that just makes

but she’s mine, not theirs. “Ms Toussaint,” Keith says, smiling at

is probably around the same age as my own father. “Thank you, Mr Harrison.” She responds. softly, yet

up and my eyes dip to her perky peach of an ass as she makes her way to the front of the table. Unable to deny that the way it moves only sends a strong wave of pleasure through me. Now that’s the only kind

and although I know she’s an excellent businesswoman, she looks

delivers the Toussaint’s plan if they

also realise that regardless of how good her business strategy is,

her, and it’s obvious that his father is simply happy he’s

sit here, trying to contain my rage as Kyle Harrison eye-fucks her as he watches her speak. Keith listens to

through her presentation, pointing out some factors on her slide when I see his hand slip under the table and I realise exactly what the fuck he’s doing, he’s touching himself, getting off

might try to be fucking discreet, but I’m not fucking stupid. I look away, my heart racing in anger,

Keith asks, “Are you

at me. He’s too busy looking at Zaia and imagining

do continue Ms Toussaint, we will take a short break after your presentation,” Keith says with a gesture of

Mr Harrison.” Zaia says. She glances at me, concern

to the sleazeball. His track record for being a fuck boy with a questionable past is something I know of. It is Keith Harrison who handles all business

meeting without losing my shit and when I get to the bathroom; I splash water on my face,

“Yeah,” I growl. “Get out.” I’m about to turn the tap off when the door opens, and a

this week?” Kyle’s fucking voice comes, and I know exactly who he was talking about. “I think by the end of the day, redheads are said

lose your shit,

Walk.

make my way over to the door, but

to surprise them, and by then it’s

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