Jaxton Sterling was having a bad week.
Katarina Milkovic, current Movie Queen and darling of the press, was a pain in his ass. Since he rose the ranks of the rich and powerful, he had countless women throwing themselves at him. But none of them was as annoying as this one.
He had been looking to buy a big enough piece of land at the southwest part of Imperial, at the outskirts of the city for the last month. The new pharmaceutical branch of Sterling Edge had all the necessary personnel but not the appropriate laboratory needed yet. She had approached him last week at a charity dinner saying that she had a piece of land he might be interested in, and that's when the torture started. From what the extensive report on Katarina's past had showed, she had countless relationships with rich men before and he was the next target on her list.
Six days of her calling him every day, going on the seventh now. Asking for dinner at Delicious Dream was her latest demand. And Jaxton was going to make it the last one. No land was worth all this hassle. As the CEO of Sterling Edge Inc., a multi billion dollar company, going personally after a piece of land was already giving her enough face.
He walked into Delicious Dream, the restaurant which he paid a lot of money to in order to reserve the whole first floor at the only day the restaurant was closed. There was a table in the middle, surrounded with red roses. His eyes flashed with disdain.
Waiting for her to come, he took his phone out to do some work. After a while he smelled the divine smell of melted cheese and turned around to the view of several servers carrying pizzas, mac and cheese and chicken legs towards the second floor.
After years of going hungry at the orphanage, the first thing he did after making his first million, was to hire a private chef. But after all this time eating those gourmet delicacies, he suddenly found the aroma of these comfort foods quite irresistible.
Jaxton stopped one of those servers and asked. "Excuse me, is there a party upstairs? Is this food part of the restaurant's menu or specifically ordered? Do you accept take out orders?"
The female server stared at him, stupefied. Having a male god suddenly talk to you was a magical experience. He stood at almost 190 cm tall, with silky black hair just barely brushing his shoulders and sapphire blue eyes. Eyes that gave off a freezing cold feeling, warning everyone to keep away.
After the server came out of her stupor, she rushed to answer before moving away. "This is all specially made by the chef for the Young Miss' birthday dinner. Mr. Rennel always closes down the restaurant for his little sister's birthday. And we are sorry, but the restaurant doesn't provide take out service."
Jaxton sat forward again, his head full of questions. From what he knew, Zach Rennel was an only child and there were no young misses in the rest of the Rennel family. He should look into it. Before he could delve more into it though, Katarina came in.
She wore a red maxi dress, her blond hair was in perfectly coiled curls and her make up made her look younger than her 32 years. She walked to the table, standing beside the chair and waiting for him to help her sit. After deciding that acting as a gentleman might make this farce end faster, he got up and pulled the chair for her.
She smiled coyly at him. "Pleasure to finally have a meal with you, Jaxton."
He returned a chilly stare. "Ms. Milkovic, this dinner is purely for business purposes. I am here to talk about the land at the edge of the city. I believe the price my company offers is more than adequate for the size and position of the land."
She stared at him for a while before smiling wide. "I will agree to the sale if you will be my escort for tomorrow night's Estelle fashion show."
Jaxton's eyes flashed then turned cold as ice. "You will sign the papers before the event. And I will only stay for the fashion show."
She gave him a seductive smile. "Agreed." She didn't believe that with her looks and charms, she wouldn't be able to make him hers. She would definitely become Mrs. Sterling soon. Even if she had to use dome unorthodox means.
Just as Jaxton returned to his villa at Bright Summit private community, he received a message from his assistant. "Boss, the second report on Ms. Milkovich's life from Townsend Security just came in. I just sent it to your email."
Jaxton opened the email on his phone and smiled. "Well, isn't this interesting now."