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Get it done
Author: Storybygloria
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Xavier sat behind his broad oak desk, the warm light from the floor-to-ceiling windows catching the edges of his whiskey glass. Across from him, his lawyer Jeff lounged in a leather armchair like he owned the place, while Clifford, his business strategist, leaned forward with a neatly organized folder.

They were deep into discussions about a new venture, one Xavier was determined would pull in wealthy foreign partners.

Clifford cleared his throat, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.

“I must say, Mr. Brown is very pleased with our arrangements so far. Though, I’m still baffled at how quickly he abandoned his nearly closed deal with Antonio DeLuca.”

Jeff chuckled, the sound edged with mockery. “Baffled? I’m shocked he’s still breathing. We all know how Antonio reacts when someone pulls out at the last minute. The man’s reputation is built on dishing out brutal punishment to his offenders.”

Xavier’s mouth curved into a faint smile as he swirled the whiskey in his glass. “Gentlemen… tha
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