Satisfied 2X

Okay. I could do this. I would show Oliver Talon I was smart and competent and he would have no other choice but to take me as his designer for the project.

Four

Oliver

“Fuck yeah, man! You nailed it!” Grant told me and patted me on the shoulder.

I looked at my friend whom I trusted the most. “You can be damn sure I did,” I answered back, taking a long sip of my drink.

Several days had passed since I secured the bid for the run down hotel, and I was in the middle of a meeting with Grant and the real estate team in the board room.

Everyone was congratulating me on getting the winning bid for the hotel. We were drinking bourbon straight for this occasion, and I had to admit I felt really good and excited about this. There was nothing better than that feeling of getting something I really wanted. And I always got what I wanted.

“And considering how many bidders participated, this is a big win.” Grant winked.

“Yes. That building is very popular, and I wonder why its previous owner didn’t put it earlier for sale. It’s a shame he left it just like that.”

“This sale came in the right time. That area is attractive to contractors these days,” Bradley, one of the agents told me. “It’s no wonder that sale was all over the news.”

“Right. I knew securing that bid was going to be tough, but I did it, so kudos to me.”

“Well, that is hardly a surprise, Oliver,” Bradley said. “You are always good with these things.”

“Yeah, man,” Grant agreed. “This is just one of your many conquests. You really have some skills.”

I grinned and shoved left hand into my pocket. “Of course, I do. What did you think? That I was fooling around here?” I took another sip of my bourbon.

“As if. Of us three, you are the one who works the most. Seriously, man, smile a little. I bet you are already thinking about all things that are needed to be done, right?”

I shrugged my shoulders, knowing how right he was.

Grant was a capable businessman. He was smart and hard working, and he was also a chick magnet. It was no wonder since he was very muscular, much more than me—even though I was pretty muscular myself—and his dark brown hair and gray-blue eyes represented an attractive combination for the ladies.

Recently, he got married, so now he had eyes for only one woman. This meant that he wasn’t able to join Colten and me in our sexual conquests, and it wasn’t so fun without him, but that was what you got when you got married—you had to say goodbye to your freedom.

“Well, somebody has to do it.”

“Yeah, but take some time to enjoy the sweet, sweet victory.” He rubbed his thumb repeatedly over the tip of his forefinger and middle finger.

I rolled my eyes. Grant and his millions.

“This project and a few others we managed to start this year are going to strengthen our position on the market.”

“How is that third hospital project going?” I asked Grant, referring to third project LQT had with the health network HealthUp. We’d gained a lot of profit from the first hospital, and they had asked us to work with them on another two.

“Excellent. I didn’t even doubt it would be any different,” Grant bragged. “Things are going pretty smoothly at this point, and we are negotiating about expanding our contract. They are proving to be our most reliable client so far.”

“That is great. Colten told me everything is going well on the site for the mall project.”

“Ah, yes. That mall is about to get finished in a month.”

“The prices of lots in that area are on the rise at the moment,” Tom, the other real estate agent, said. “By the time we finish with the construction, it would be perfect to sell it. The prices could reach their all-time high.”

Grant chuckled. “Perfect. Man, we are the winners. This hotel is going to bring us a lot too,” Grant grinned and emptied his glass in one gulp.

“And there is nothing better than money, right?” Bradley asked, stretching his legs in his chair.

“Well, if you asked me this before, I would say yes, but now I have to say you are wrong. My Madison is the best.”