chapter 62
Author: Addiction
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"What?" Marcus asked, his voice cracking with alarm.

"Yes, you twat!" the manager's voice came back even louder, boiling with fury. "Do you have any idea what you've just done?"

"Erm — I don't — I didn't—" Marcus stumbled over his words so fast he bit down on his own tongue, wincing sharply.

"I don’t want to hear you incompetent excuse for an employee. Leave your ID on your desk and be gone before I get there!" the manager thundered.

"Sir, please—" Marcus barely got the words out before the lin
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    Ethan strode toward the entrance of the Onyx Club, hands tucked into his jeans, approaching the two men stationed at the door like they were guarding the secrets of the entire world behind it."I still think we should have gotten something else aside from just the location before coming here," Jack muttered beside him. He'd insisted on following, even though Ethan hadn't asked him to. That protective streak of his never quite allowed him to sit back and let Ethan walk into anything alone.“Why so?” Ethan asked.“Because of those goons over there,” Jack said, suspicion laced in his expression. “You don’t need to worry, if any unnecessary problem arises, I'll handle it,” Ethan said, unbothered. They had barely cleared the flight of stairs when the two guards adjusted in their position. "Stop right there," one of the guards said the moment Ethan reached the stairs."We need to confirm you were actually invited. This is a private club. Verification is mandatory," the man added, arms fo

  • chapter 62

    "What?" Marcus asked, his voice cracking with alarm."Yes, you twat!" the manager's voice came back even louder, boiling with fury. "Do you have any idea what you've just done?""Erm — I don't — I didn't—" Marcus stumbled over his words so fast he bit down on his own tongue, wincing sharply."I don’t want to hear you incompetent excuse for an employee. Leave your ID on your desk and be gone before I get there!" the manager thundered."Sir, please—" Marcus barely got the words out before the line went dead."Hello? Hello? Hello?" His voice climbed with every repetition, but the cold realization settling into his spine had nothing to do with the dead line and everything to do with the fact that his manager was apparently already on his way.He turned slowly toward Ethan. "You — what did you just do?"It wasn't quite an accusation. Ethan could hear that clearly enough— it was closer to raw desperation, the sound of a man scrambling for a solution he had no idea how to find."I did what w

  • chapter 61

    "Big bro," Mirabel said, settling into the back seat of the SUV as the engine hummed to life, "you've really decided to win Mr. Wellington by beating him at his own game?"Ethan glanced toward her, giving nothing away in his expression. He simply raised an eyebrow and leaned back slightly, which was apparently invitation enough, because she kept going."I mean — I read through the deal terms you asked William to draft before we even walked in there." She held up the small folder she'd been clutching since the office. "There was no clause for a handshake agreement.""That's because he remained adamant. So, I made a deal with him,” Ethan said"A deal?" she asked, adjusting her posture. "Yes." Ethan said with a smile. "Or you could call it a challenge to secure the deal.""Which is?""You already saw the building," Ethan said. "The gold lettering, the little Ford Logistics badge stitched under his own company's name like a wedding ring he's proud to wear. Wellington's not investing in u

  • chapter 60

    The man didn't look like he was in the mood for pleasantries. His jaw was already tight, his knuckles pale where his fingers were laced together."Mr. Wellington," Ethan started again, but the man cut him off with a raised hand."Let me stop you right there," Wellington said, his voice carrying a confidence that didn't quite mask the thin edge of anger underneath it. "I already know exactly what you're here to say."Ethan said nothing. He simply leaned back, patient, and let the man talk himself into whatever corner he was determined to paint himself into."Oh, really?" Ethan finally asked, not out of curiosity, but to keep the man moving."Yes." Wellington straightened further, as if bracing for a fight that hadn't started yet."You're going to tell me I sold myself cheap. That I didn't think critically about my alliances. That I'm making a costly mistake that's going to come back to bite me." He exhaled sharply through his nose. "I debunked every one of those arguments a long time a

  • chapter 59

    "That's enough!" the man roared. "Time to taste my fists!""Mr. Ethan, look out—" Mirabel's voice cracked with alarm.The punch came fast, aimed straight at Ethan's jaw. Ethan simply stepped aside, unhurried, and the fist sailed through empty air. The man's own momentum sent him stumbling forward, nearly tripping down the short flight of steps behind him."What—" He caught himself against the railing, breathing hard, staring at Ethan like the laws of physics had personally betrayed him.Ethan, meanwhile, had already turned his attention to straightening his tie, as if the whole exchange had barely registered.The guard rounded on him a second time, faster now, thrown off by how easily his first swing had missed."So," Ethan said, glancing up from his tie with mild disinterest, "have you decided to let me in? Because standing there for what seemed to be an eternity gave me more than enough time to walk in, finish my business, and walk back out if I choose to."The vein on the man's for

  • chapter 58

    Ethan stood outside, unmoved, staring up at the building in front of him.His hands stayed in his pockets as the SUV that had brought them idled in the car park behind him.From the building's tinted glass, he could see Mirabel and Williams stepping out and falling into step behind him.Mirabel moved up beside him. "This is Wellington Holdings, sir.""Tell me his name again," Ethan said. Not out of curiosity — his eyes were already locked on the building's freshly redone signage. Gold trim, a new logo stamped beneath the company's old name, and underneath it, in smaller lettering that clearly hadn't been there a month ago: A Ford Logistics Preferred Partner."Mark Wellington," Mirabel answered, flipping through her notebook. "He was one of our most promising prospective clients before Ford came in and pulled him away. From what I've gathered, he's fully committed to them now.""I can see that." Ethan's smile was dry and short-lived. The badge beneath the logo was answer enough — a gro

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