Satisfied 2X

“Yeah, they royally fucked us over. They pulled everyone off the job. It’s a ghost town.”

“I don’t believe it. We never should have gotten into business with them. I knew it.” Jason’s brow furrowed.

Wyatt tried to calm it. “I paid him a visit. He’s broke. In debt up to his eyeballs.”

“I don’t give a shit. We aren’t shelling out more money.”

“Hold on.” Wyatt held his hand up. “It turns out Rudino has a niece. A niece who happens to have a degree in marketing.”

“And you swapped her for a ten-million-dollar land deal? Does she have a ten-million-dollar brain?”

Wyatt grinned. “Something like that. It’s up to her, but she has a chance to erase her uncle’s debt if she can grow our global presence by ten percent in the next year.”

“Can she do that? Have you seen her resume?”

Wyatt braced himself for what was coming next. “I only know what Rudino told me. But it’s on her. On him to deliver. We either have a ten percent growth, or we will find a way to collect what he owes us.”

Jason chuckled. “Fucking unbelievable. You think this will work?”

“I had him by the balls, brother. It was the only offer he made. She works for us until the profit grows with the campaigns she produces.” Wyatt smirked.

“Have you seen her?” Jason waggled his eyebrows.

“No.”

“Hmm.” Jason looked interested. He poured a second drink. “So that’s the meeting? We size her up and see if she’s up for the challenge? You couldn’t have told me this earlier like maybe over coffee?”

Wyatt nodded. “I like surprising you when I can. But I can handle it from here if you prefer.”

He shook his head. “Hell no. I want in on the interview.”

“Good, because she should be here—”

Vickie walked through the door. “Miss Dauler is here.”

They smiled at each other.

“Send her in.”

Three

Kayla

Kayla followed the thin assistant into the opulent office. She noticed she was wearing a pencil skirt with a fitted blouse. It was hard not to stare at her chest. Her breasts were enormous. She was distracted from the breasts to the wood paneling. The bosses had spared no expense to update every square inch of the entire building—all the way to the top floor.

She had waited almost twenty minutes before she was allowed in the elevator. Security had escorted her the entire way.

As soon as she entered the CEO’s office she heard her name. “Miss Dauler.” She was greeted by Wyatt Miller first.

She stared at him, unable to hold the glare she had intended to use. He was a freaking work of art. Sexy as hell. His fitted suit outlined exactly how athletically fit he was. His chest was broad and his arms were well-toned. He

was gorgeous.

And then she turned her head when she heard Jason Wentmore’s voice. It sent chills down her spine and along the backs of her thighs. He was tall and equally as handsome as his partner. She couldn’t stop staring at his eyes.

“Thanks for coming in,” he added. “Especially on such short notice.”

“Umm. Yes. Well, my uncle said this was an opportunity to put my marketing degree to use.” She didn’t know how long she could sugar coat the meeting.