"My name is Eddy Brown." I said sheepishly.
"My name is Linda. Linda McMahon." She repeated. I saw her beautiful face, her long golden brown hair, which fell down her shoulders. When she smiled, her perfect teeth shone in the sunlight which came in through the window. She had a tiny nose and high cheekbones. I felt myself blushing. I realized I had zoned out for a second. Linda called my name out several times.
"Eddy? You still here?"
I actually wasn't. I just imagined how it would feel kissing her lips, her face, her body. Fucking hell, its been over five minutes meeting this woman, I told myself.
"Of course. What were you asking?"
She looked at me and smiled kindly. "I was asking if that man was a good friend of yours."
"He is kind of my boss, so it creates more of an awkard situation for me." I smiled embarrasingly.
She raised her eyebrows. It felt she was saying something again, but I had zoned out again.
She stopped talking then, when she saw I wasn't even listening. She just smiled. We talked for some time then, about our favourites, dislikes, all that stuff.
She turned her wheelchair around and started to leave, when she turned back.
"It was nice meeting you Mr. Brown." She said, smiling. And then she left. I realized too late what had happened. i got up and ran after her, screaming her name. She stopped the wheelchair and turned around.
"Yes?" Like she had expected it.
"It was nice meeting you too, Mrs. McMahon." I said, grinning. She then smiled back, and I resisted the urge to kiss her hard on her lips.
"Can I have your number?" I asked slowly. She signalled for my phone and typed in some numbers and handed it to me back.
She smiled and turned back and left. Well, my mood was lighter now. Was this what you called a date?
I entered Redding's office and revolted when I remembered the coffee shop. Robin and Redding stood there, worry written all over their face. I was in no mood of talking with Redding, but he told it was serious.
"What is it?" I asked. Redding turned to look towards me and shook his head.
"Its fucking shambles, man. Those two arseholes."
Not getting an explanation I turned towards Robin. He looked around as if someone was listening to us and looked at me.
"Its the Ferreto brothers. They have been creating trouble for all people in London. They have disrupted over four fucking clubs, broke everything there. They have been beating up people like nobody's business, claiming it was in the name of justice."
"What has this got to do with us?"
"You do know our upcoming deal with the Colombians? They are now scared to come to negotiate the deal now. The brothers even had the balls to beat a few of their men."
I cursed. This was once in a time oppurtunity. If we got this deal, we would literally be making millions. And now these two people come in, threatening to ruin everything. It was fucking stupid. If this wasn't stopped, literally anyone will think that they could run amok. An example had to be made.
I looked at Redding and Robin and nodded. They both nodded back.
The brothers were going to hope that they never did this in their life.
She stopped talking then, when she saw I wasn't even listening. She just smiled. We talked for some time then, about our favourites, dislikes, all that stuff.
She turned her wheelchair around and started to leave, when she turned back.
"It was nice meeting you Mr. Brown." She said, smiling. And then she left. I realized too late what had happened. i got up and ran after her, screaming her name. She stopped the wheelchair and turned around.
"Yes?" Like she had expected it.
"It was nice meeting you too, Mrs. McMahon." I said, grinning. She then smiled back, and I resisted the urge to kiss her hard on her lips.
"Can I have your number?" I asked slowly. She signalled for my phone and typed in some numbers and handed it to me back.
She smiled and turned back and left. Well, my mood was lighter now. Was this what you called a date?
I entered Redding's office and revolted when I remembered the coffee shop. Robin and Redding stood there, worry written all over their face. I was in no mood of talking with Redding, but he told it was serious.
"What is it?" I asked. Redding turned to look towards me and shook his head.
"Its fucking shambles, man. Those two arseholes."
Not getting an explanation I turned towards Robin. He looked around as if someone was listening to us and looked at me.
"Its the Ferreto brothers. They have been creating trouble for all people in London. They have disrupted over four fucking clubs, broke everything there. They have been beating up people like nobody's business, claiming it was in the name of justice."
"What has this got to do with us?"
"You do know our upcoming deal with the Colombians? They are now scared to come to negotiate the deal now. The brothers even had the balls to beat a few of their men."
I cursed. This was once in a time oppurtunity. If we got this deal, we would literally be making millions. And now these two people come in, threatening to ruin everything. It was fucking stupid. If this wasn't stopped, literally anyone will think that they could run amok. An example had to be made.
I looked at Redding and Robin and nodded. They both nodded back.
The brothers were going to hope that they never did this in their life.
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