Chapter 1

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Kyle knew he was cocky. People told him that he was often enoughand he believed he had the right to be. He was froman important family, had a top notch education, a Harvard law degree and worked for one of the premier law firms in New York City. He also happened to be a favorite of one of that law firms high ranking lawyers, not a senior partner as he had hoped, but still, there were worse things in life than being Louis Litt's protégé. The things he'd learnedfromLitt had helped himcrush Ross in mocktrial, had helped him take Harvey Specter's associate down in front of the Senior Partners and really almost the entirety of the law firm.

It was a sweet, sweet feeling because Kyle hatedMike Ross. He hated that a guywho obviouslycame from nothing, who should be working in the mail room and not on his floor, and who haddeplorable taste in menswear was HarveySpecter's golden child. HarveySpecter, the one senior partner that every associate wanted to be noticed by because his reputation was just that good. It was a reputation that Kyle had heard was well earned, he wouldn't know because he had never been allowed to goto court with the man. But Mike Ross was. Mike Ross was the one Harvey Specter ran to for whatever he needed and Kyle hated that because he deserved it more. He had obviously proven how much better he was in the mock trial. He had won. He had been ruthless and heartless and scheming, like Louis had taught him, and it had certainly paid off.

The Senior Partners had taken notice of him and his win, his fellow associates had taken notice, and Mike Ross had been mocked more than usual and to make it even better, Specter knew all about it. Kyle was an observant man, it was part of the profession, so in the week following the mocktrial of awesome he had noticed that Harvey Specter had been decidedly cooler towards his associate, hadwatchedas Ross deflated with each look or gesture. It was beautiful sight to watchand after confirming on Friday that it was still there, Kyle had made up his mind todosomething about his knowledge.

He was going tomove in and get HarveySpecter to notice him, to take himon and leave Ross in the dust, or hopefully outside of the building with a pinkslip. He was going to go up to HarveySpecter and simplyask if he needed anything done, show how he was more capable and more suited for Specter than Ross ever could be. And he wouldn't have todomuch, just further that separation by making Specter come tohim, see the value inhim, to want him to work with himand show himthe ways. Louis Litt was good but HarveySpecter was the grand prize here at this firmandKyle was going to get his way and take Ross all the way down in the process.

It was going to be a show and performance that he should sell tickets too. He was going to be the hero and envy of everyone of his fellow associates, more so than he alreadywas. He was prepared for this as he fixed his tie, he had worn his best suit todaybecause one did not go to talk to the best closer in the city lookinglike trash, and walked from his deskand right over to Specter's office.

"Where do you think you're going?"

He paused in his entrance and looked at the deskwhere Donna was sitting, not even looking at him, typing away on her computer.

"I was going to-"

"No you aren't," she replied cheerilyand he shuffled closer to her desk, plastering on his best smile as he gestured toHarvey's office. He knew Donna was tough but she was also onlya secretaryand would therefore be easyenough to charm.

"Oh come on Donna, you know you want to-"

He stopped talking when she stopped typing and then looked up at himall the while plastering on a shark-like smile that said "I am going totake my staple gun and use it on your dick, filmit, and then put it on youtube". He faltered.

"No I reallydon't and I won't," she replied. " No one, especially not low on the totempole associates like you, gets in tosee Harvey Specter without an appointment."

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