A Family For The Billionaire ✅

1.

"I assume this meeting is being conducted with the utmost confidentiality?"

"Of course," Aubrey Johnson said, though she had never before had to assure a potential client of that.

"Then I'll be honest."

She eyed Aston King as he paced before her in his shirt and tie. The floor-to-ceiling windows of his office overlooked the river and provided the perfect backdrop. Gorgeous-the man and the view. As he paused for a moment, she noticed just a hint of something in his neck, right above his collar in the back. Was that a tattoo?

Quickly Aubrey dropped her gaze. She knew exactly how easy it was to read her expression, so she turned her thoughts in more businesslike directions.

"Besides," he continued as he faced her once more, "if word got out, I'd know where it came from, wouldn't I?"

Okay, Aston was making it a lot easier to focus on business.

"My shipping fleet has done very well, but I'm interested in taking my business to a new level. To that end, I'm aiming to attract a certain family that I hope will contract extensive work from my fleet." A frown marred Aston's smooth forehead. She could almost see the thoughts as they took hold of him.

"This family is very altruistic and so I want to do a fundraising event that appeals to them."

"So this is all about a business deal?" Though she could understand the logic Aston was working with, the conclusion was still disappointing. The hot CEO apparently didn't have a heart...

"It's purely a business endeavor. As with other projects, I'll write the check, you do the work."

Wasn't that a nice attitude? Not. Though Aubrey regularly worked with high profile businessmen in this city, she'd never had one approach her with a proposal this cold.

"Why me?" She asked quietly

"I did my research," he said, turning a direct stare at her that made her uncomfortably aware of things other than business,"You're well known in the circles I want to attract, your clients have a very high rate of satisfaction and we use some of the same vendors, the best vendors in the city of Savannah."

His pose should make her feel better right?

"My assistant received some wonderful feedback on you. You were rated the highest of star quality event planners in the region."

"I only work with the best of the best. That's how I can trust you to do the work." Why did he have to be so handsome? A handsome automaton. That slight peek at a tattoo on his neck had led her to expect more. A huff of laughter escaped as she imagined him as a true robot in her overactive imagination.

"Is there a problem?" He asked, narrowing his eyes on her as if suspicious she was making fun of him.

"Nothing," at least she hadn't giggled. That would definitely be unprofessional,"Can you tell me what charity you have in mind?" She asked, trying to get back on track.

"I don't. Pick whatever you feel is appropriate." Aubrey blinked. Everything about this meeting was completely out of the ordinary when it came to how she worked with her clients.

"I simply need an event that is noteworthy and appropriate," he continued," they seem to be involved in quite a few causes. Oh, and I need it in less than two months."

Oh,my. "So you think I'm a miracle worker?"

This time he relented enough to offer a small smile,"I certainly hope so. Otherwise the even will be too late to have any impact on my bid. Can I count on you?"