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bed, and contemplating whether she should have thrown caution to the wind and fucked his brains out. Then again, just like impulse purchases, snap decisions in the heat of the moment were never a good idea. She supposed this was exactly the reason the dildo was created – to ward off the bad decisions of horny, single women in need of a good lay.
        Seven approached, and then eight, as her staff began to filter in one by one. There was still no sign of Luca. Had she embarrassed him that much? God, she hoped not. Shooting a guy in his ego g-spot was the worst sort of insult. They harbored that shit for days, months and years.
        Realizing she needed an office to conduct business, she could only think of one person who would have the hardest time saying no to her - Ariel Summers.
        "Ari, I need your office until further notice. Can you make do in the "pit" for a while?"
        "What happened to your office? Renovating again?"
        "Hardly, we seem to have corporate company."
        "That was awfully nice of you to offer your office."
        "More like he took it, but that's neither here nor there," she grunted at Ariel.
        "Man, I haven't sat in the sales executive’s ‘pit’ since I was an intern."
        "Yeah, I'm sorry about this. I'll make it up to you," she offered, much nicer than she had been to anyone in a long time.
        "No worries. Oh, by the way. Did you get the staff meeting invite from Luca this AM? I don't even know why I'm asking. Of course you did."
        Vivienne hadn't the slightest clue what she was talking about. She stalked both her phone and email, and this was news to her. Did he purposely forget her? What a schmuck.
        "Of course," she brushed it off.
        "See you at ten."
        Sitting down in her chair, the deception stewed in her gut. Clearly someone didn't like rejection. The minutes and seconds counted down until the meeting, as she grabbed her notepad and pen and headed to the conference room five minutes early.
        Sitting in the room alone, she waiting for dipshit to appear. Minutes later, he strolled in with a surprised look on his face. Instead of making a sound, the two positioned their chairs at either end of the table. Just like Mr. And Mrs. Standoff, the two glared at one another without saying a word.
        The staff members rolled in just in time to see the two drawn pistols in their showdown.
    "So glad everyone got my memo this morning. I'm sorry for the late notice." He smirked as he glared at Vivienne from across the table.
    "For those of you that do not know, my name is Luca Manning. I'm the CEO at our parent company, The Airlon Company."
    One of her staff members raised their hands after his introduction.
    "Should we be worried you're here?" she asked hesitantly.
    "Not at all. This is strictly a routine check. I replaced Frank, who I'm sure you’re used to see around from time to time. I'm just here to observe and get to know your publication. Nothing more, nothing less."
    "So, I shouldn't update my resume?" the girl joked.
    "Far from it. Vivienne Harper, your Editor in Chief, has made Empire one of the more lucrative publications Airlon owns. That is a huge accomplishment, and everyone should be very proud."
    "Does that mean we're getting giant bonuses?" A gentleman now spoke up with a smile.
    "Keep dreaming, Alberto. Your bonus is my keeping your ass for making that comment," Viv joked. She wasn't used to interacting with her staff. She had grown accustomed to barking orders and sending them away. It was quite cruel, really.
    "I wish I could say yes, Alberto. Perhaps in the future we can work on that. Keep kicking ass in the graphics department and we'll talk. Sound good?"
    "I like you already, man." He nodded his head in approval.
    "Listen, guys and gals. I would encourage you to mirror Ms. Harper's actions and continue your daily routines as if I weren't here. She knows what she's doing. You're in good hands. Thank you for