Antonio Gabriel Fontana and Emilia Louise Thompson are total opposites. Opposites that should never meet. But when their drunken selves set them up for drama, things go down.
This scandal can ruin his reputation and the reputation of the Fontana fa...
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Fridays are always a drag.
I feel like office work is always long when the weekend is near but at least I'm doing something I enjoy.
Helping people and coming up with ideas for Third Economic is my passion.
Christian called this morning that there was a sign of Russians in this area today but still no sign of Fedorov and it's honestly nerve-wracking.
You'd think he'd show himself but he hasn't.
We've seen signs of Russians looking around suspiciously, drinking around in clubs and doing normal day activities.
Cameron suggested it was a set-up to get us nervous and extra cautious while they planned something bigger and deeper than we could think but I don't believe it. Not all yet.
And we haven't heard much from the stalker but we've been keeping an eye out. He has to be hiding among the Russian men looking out and about looking suspicious.
He's probably blending in the crowd. Smart move but not beneficial for us. Obviously.
"Ah. There's my man. Antonio." Thompson calls from the door of my office.
"Yes sir?"
"I've been invited to this charity event tomorrow and I think it'd be great to have my good partner there. I would like to introduce you to all my friends. Old company owners."
I raise my brows in surprise. "That's very kind of you sir but-"
"You can learn a thing or two. It starts at seven and I assume you'll bring my daughter with you as a..." he trails off like it's hard to say. "A date."
"Okay. Sir. Just send me the address I'll be there." I say, regretting every word that comes out of my mouth.
For fuck sake why did I agree to this? When I get a day off tomorrow I have to go to a charity event rather than sitting in my space in my living room and watching a movie in the evening. With his daughter.
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"Charity event? Come on, Antonio. You're becoming like Christian." Cameron complains then turns to Christian. "No offence."
Christian folds his arms.
"See! See that, the dad arms. Don't turn into him please!"
"It's not my choice. He kind of just didn't give me an option just assumed I'd say yes."
"Should have told him 'no'. I'd hate to be you." Giovanni laughs, crunching in his peanut M&M's.
I sigh. "Saying that wouldn't be so great when my job is to say yes and help him lead the company so saying 'no' isn't in the cards and I'm dating his daughter."
