"What colour of panties are you wearing?"
"Excuse me?" She countered
"I won't repeat the question again"
"Red. They're red" she swallowed
"Reach below your gown. Pull it. And hand it over to me"
"Why would you want it? It's just a piece of material...
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"Mrs Edens— um, Raven. Wow. I uh— I didn't know—"
"You didn't know what? That I had it in me? That I could stand up for myself against jerks like you? That I could beat you at your own game, and threaten you the way you've constantly threatened me, all these months? Tell me, what didn't you know?"
"I didn't know you were so— Badass." he replied honestly, out of breadth. He was more than shocked, and put rightly in his place, from the really lengthy speech she'd given him.
"I am no push over Mr. Tomascow. Never mistake me for that. That I've kept quiet all this months, and taken all the shit you've thrown at me, was simply because I always strive to be the better person. But you've shown me that, that doesn't work with you. So I am willing to play at your level. And I'm not afraid to do so."
"Miss Edens, I am so, incredibly sorry. I didn't mean any harm by my words"
"Oh I'm sure you did" she cut him off, smirking, from his discomfort
"No ma'am. I'm sorry. I didn't mean them. It wasn't my place. I know now that I was wrong. Please don't tell Mr. Constantinovich. Please don't get me fired. If I get fired, I have no other job. I have no other place to go to. I can let my children suffer. I'm all they've got. Please I beg you. I was wrong. I was very wrong" he started to plead, his eyes instantly becoming wattery
"Why would I want to do that? You're not worth it. Concentrate on your kids, Mr. Director. And stop butting into other people's lives, especially when you're not welcome. It's rude. And it speaks ill of your character. See, let's just pretend today, and virtually the last couple of months didn't exist between us, and we're just meeting for the first time. No hard feelings alright? Now, what is it you wanted to talk to me about, that made you come all the way to Philadelphia, today?" Raven broached, wanting to deal with this as quick as possible, so she could get the fuck out of his presence, and resume thinking about her life. And her Mom. Tomascow. The bastard had made her temporarily forget her Mom's issue, from sheer anger alone.
"Yes. Right. Back to business. There's an um— there's a really important client, that would be coming into your bank today, that's if he hasn't already arrived at the premises. He is Raphael. You might know of him. He's quite the popular billionaire. He's really made a name for himself, as an important business mogul. In the past, he's always banked with our competitors. But for some unexplainable reason, he wants to pull all his money, every single dime of his funds, and invest it in Stanford. But on one condition. He will invest with only you. He'll work with you alone, and invest only in the Stanford Bank, right here in Philadelphia."
"Me?" Raven reered back, shocked "Why me? I doubt I've ever met this guy before!"
"Well I was hoping you would provide the answer to that. But apparently, you're just as clueless about the situation, as I am. Although it might have something to do with the fact that his last name's Constantinovich. He is Raphael Constantinovich. Many persons don't know that, as he goes with Constantine in public. Not the full name." Mr. Tomascow provided, smiling smugly because he knew an information about a client, that Raven didn't. "Listen, we need his money, Raven. Mikhail isn't around, presently, so the next guy on the hierarchy list, is in charge of Stanford, currently. And he says to tell you that you should do whatever you possibly can, to make sure that this guy banks with us. If he needs you to kiss his feet, or worship whatever the fuck he's wearing, then I don't need to tell you that you have to do so. Just do your job, heck do more than your job. Make sure he drops his billions with us. His money would bring Stanford bank to even further heights. It could even earn you a promotion"
"I understand, director. Just let me do my job" Raven replied, baffled.
Raphael Constantinovich? Who the hell was this guy?
"And while you're at your job, can you somehow make me understand why Mr. Mikhail Constantinovich does not bank with us? With all the billions he has, even with his position as CEO of this bank, he still doesn't bank with us. Doesn't he trust us with his funds?"
"Well Mr. Tomascow. That is the kind of question you ought to ask to Mr. Constantinovich himself. Not me. I'm— how did you put it again? Just the slut who fucked my way to the top. So how would I know?" Raven said matter-of-factly, staring right at him. She gained some sort of small satisfaction, from watching the large, brawny bully of a man, blush furiously, from embarrassment.
Finally, Raven got up from her seat, glad the meeting with the unpleasant man was finally over. And he got up as well. They both simultaneously walked out of Charlotte's office.
"I'll be heading back now, to another city that needs me." he said as some sort of preamble
"Yes, you do that Mr. Tomascow. Today's meeting was— pleasant, in unpleasant ways. I'll keep you updated, on how things go, with Mr. Raphael" Raven forced a brief smile on her face, then shook his hands, and walked off.
She was more than curious about this man, and who he was. Or more importantly, why he wanted her, and what connection he had with Mikhail. So in a fast paced walk, she soon got to her large office, and stepped inside.
Guess she didn't have to wait for long to find out, Raven mused. Because the man in question, was already waiting for her, right inside her office.
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A/N: Boom! The fifth chapter today! I almost feel unstoppable! Lol😂. For some time, I was struggling with some little writers block. But now, I'm back on track, and I know where this story should head.
This is next two week's Monday's update. Are you understanding the arithmetic so far? It means no update throughout next week, and no update next two week's Monday. Because I've given all those updates today, with the five chapters I updated today. So we aren't going to be seeing for quite some time. You and I.
Question For The Day Who Is Raphael Constantinovich? Or who do you want him to be in this story? What impact should he have on their lives? I want to hear your amazing thoughts and ideas, and see if any of them rhymes with mine👌
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