a typical man and doing things without my permission.
I wasn't some damsel in distress that needed some fashionable Alpha prince to come and save the kingdom. When it came to business, I didn't care how sick I was. I'd work by any means and at length to get the deal that satisfied my business.
"If you think speaking with Miss De Luca is going to change the outcome of this, I'll advise you again, that's not how it's going to work out," Dimitris stressed. "I'm giving you the best offer on the market. We have plenty of competitors who would happily give us triple what we're asking and yet you think speaking with Miss De Luca will give you a better deal because you obviously are assuming I'm highballing you."
The voice in the background sounded harsh from here, and I could tell from the way Dimitris's frown was growing deeper and the slight twitch in his eye that his tolerance was running thin with this negotiation.
Just as thin as my fucking patience.
I couldn't take standing here any longer. I tugged away my magic and let each step of my mine echo through the room until I was right behind Dimitris's chair. I stole the phone from him and placed it on speaker before lowering it onto the desk’s surface.
The man clearly knew someone else was in the room and decided to assume it was me as he slyly voiced, "Unless I can speak to Miss De Luca herself, I think we'll have to postpone the results of this contract, Mr. Moore."
"Unless you can explain to me in less than thirty seconds why I must waste my valuable time talking to a second hand, waste-of-space man like yourself over a deal in the millions, I suggest you eliminate any possible chance of grabbing a contract, let alone another conversation with me, my fellow CEOs, or even my lowest secretary in Forbidden Enterprise!"
The man literally choked on his saliva at my brutal, honest response. I just got to the point because I was done wasting time today.
I had other people to spill my wrath on.
"One billion or we walk," I declared without hesitation. "Every second you waste of my time is one-hundred million I make by just breathing. Seeing as you've already wasted ten seconds of my time, don't bother wasting more of it."
I took a quick glance at the time and got right to it. "Five minutes. Text this phone your decision and wire the money to the designated account ten minutes after that. No text, no deal. No money, no deal. And the next time you don't take Mr. Moore or anyone in my corporation's time and words seriously with your 'Let me speak to Miss De Luca' bullshit, I'll personally cancel this contract with the snap of my fingers and buy your entire cooperation before you can call a worthy enough lawyer to support your case."
I didn't wait for him to answer as I hung up the phone, walked around the desk, and stood there with my arms crossed over my chest.
Dimitris just stared at me, the phone, and back at me.
"What did I do?"
"Ah. The question of the century, Watson," I concluded with a smirk that surely heightened my obvious anger. "Why don't we answer the proper question. What did you do?"
"You're angry that I took your schedule and completed it," he concluded.
"If you're able to get to the point, that proves you knew doing so would piss me the fuck off," I snapped.
"Yes," he admitted. "You weren't feeling well."
"And how did you predict that, oh Great Fortune Teller Moore," I seethed.
"Willow," he began, but I wasn't having it as I walked right around the desk, slipped between him and the marble furniture, lifted myself up to sit upon the luxurious surface, and had my heel literally an inch from his groin in three seconds flat.
I don't think Dimitris expected such a move and he literally stayed as still as a statue while I narrowed my eyes at him and gave him a devilish smirk.
"I'm your Beta and yet you let me do nothing. Since earning my position, you've yet to ask me to do a task to aid you in your very long list of projects, and I'm left having to keep myself occupied with establishing this company that so heavily relies on my reputation for the sake of public approval and spike of revenue in the realms of fame," I deciphered before getting to the obvious point.