Sold? Oh Please.

Jason looked around the room with bored interest in the shock of his shareholders. They all wondered how his shares had escalated so much over night.

"This is malpractice!" One shouted and Jason took note of the man. 

Suddenly the murmurs and complaints filled in too much too fast. He couldn't keep up with all the traitors. Laughing internally he scolded himself for how naive he had been to think his father would give up so easily. To think he had the company completely under his control. Not any more. 

"There is no malpractice." His vice president, who was also the anchor of the meeting relayed to them. "Chairman Kang has all of this shares legally."

"How is that possible?" Another man asked. "Just at last month briefing he had considerably less than this!" The man huffed impatiently. 

"Chairman Kang explain this to us? Are you above the law?" They asked. "You need at three months to acquire the number of shares so quickly." 

Jason looked at them in disgust, even if he didn't know the rest he knew of these three traitors. His father's underdogs. "I don't see need to ex-"

"Chairman Kang has all these shares together with his wife." Scarlett interrupted. Ignoring Jason searing glare she walked forward and presented the wedding certificate. Or rather a copy. How did she get a copy?

The entire room went silent, expect for the few gasps from people.

"What kind of rubbish is this?!" The same balding older man yelled. "Does this look like a circus?" 

Jason got up immediately, sending the man a look that made him flop unto his seat in an undignified heap. "I do not see need to explain myself." He said, finishing his sentence before he was rudely interrupted. "This was a meeting to report the activities of the company for the month. And the distribution of shares, nothing more. If you think I'm somehow capable of malpractice then you are mistaken." He said in an unbelievable calm voice. But what remained even more unbelievable was the rage that they all felt from him despite and mannerisms to prove so.

"How can the heir to the entire Kang empire get married without the knowledge of anybody?" Reginald Choi asked.

Jason sent the man a hard stare but answered either way. "Did you not hear the news?"

"So you are married to Patricia Lee?"

Jason only smiled. "My wife and I have decided to keep her identity a secret, does not disregard that the marriage did indeed happen." 

"This is..." 

"Wonderful." Jason finished the sentence. "I am so in love." He added sacarstically. 

"No honeymoon?" Reginald prodded and Jason have him a tight smile.

"We decided it could wait, we're both very busy people you see." 

"Seems like you and this wife of yours make a lot of decisions." Another shareholder added.

"Isn't that what marriage is about?" He asked sweetly. 

"If that would be all, meeting adjourned." He said walking out with Scarlett hot on his heels.

Rushing forward to push open his office door, she walked in after him. As she turned to shut the door she didn't realise when Jaosn came to stand right behind her.

Gasping in surprise as her forehead almost collided with his hard chest he leaned forward trapping her with her back to the wall and no room for escape. His body mere inches from hers. His heat burned into her so badly she feared she might swoon.

"S-sir." She gasped breathlessly. That handsome face so dangerously close, if she could lean up ever so slightly she could kiss him. But that would not only be incredibly stupid but dangerous. 

"Did I not say not to speak unless spoken to?" He asked, looking down at her with his eyes not even doing the tinest bit to hide the desire to throttle her.

"I just.."

"You just what? Thought you could reveal that vital peice of information just because it was available?" He asked.

"But... how else would you prove you didn't indulge in malpractice?" Shw asked.

He scoffed. "It appears you are not as smart as you pretend to be, no surprise there." He stated stepping back and walking to his desk.

Scarlett needed more than a few seconds to get over what just happened. But Jason was already seated still with the change in height, he still managed to look down at her.

"Get me all the people that complained about the-"

"Already complied sir." She said, regaining composure.

His brows cranked up ever so slightly and she took that as encouragement to place the paper before him. 

"Daniel Kim?" He asked as he eyed the list. "He's my vice president, plus I didn't notice any hostility from him."

"There is news in the company that he has been buying shares from many employees recently." She said. "For twice the price."

Now it was the sides of his lips that tugged upwards. "Appears you are not completely useless afterall."

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George placed his hand over his chest and pouted ever so slightly, a look Jessie hadn't imagined he was capable off. "You wound me, darling." He said the words rolling of his tongue in an enticing manner. 

Jessie stilled, George was a beautiful man. While Jason had a classically handsome face his looks looked sculpted and perfect. Like something you might find in a museum or an expensive painting, not to mention that aura of superiority that oozed out of his body. He had a breathtaking aura. 

But George had that kind of innocent, radiant beauty. But she doubted anyone was fooled by that. He had a mixture of feminine softness yet it didn't make any one think of him as less of a man. With lashes so long and eyes so bright. And angular jaw, perfectly symmetrical face and thin lips. She didn't see any of those, she didn't regard them not when everything in her screamed this was a bad idea and she should run. In those bright eyes was a darkness so dangerous that couldn't be compared to Jason's rage, a sort of wickedness that made her wary of him.

"I didn't realise I would need to go through all this just to drink a bottle of wine. One I'm paying so much for." She managed to say, without a break in her voice.

Then he chuckled lowly, the sound low and deep. Cocking his head to the side he looked at her like she was a rabbit and he was an amused wolf. "You really expect me to believe you came here, in the day to drink a four million bottle of wine all by yourself? I would have thought Jason treated you better than that." He picked at her lie.

Jessie felt like screaming in frustration how was she supposed to engage in multiple conversations, all with the aim of causing this guy to slip up and give her some information on the auction house when she was already blank?

Shrugging she smiled "we fought. I found his card." 

"Oh? So there trouble in paradise?" George asked.

And she frowned. "I'm not going to discuss my private matters with you." She said making sure to look troubled and away.

George stepped closer to her, his approach causing her to squirm and tremble. But she hide it all under a mask of indifference, never more grateful for her acting experience. 

He didn't touch her, he didn't have to. She already felt him, leaning ever so slightly he whispered in her ear. "I've been told countless times, by countless women that I'm an avid listener." 

Jessie stepped back and sent him a glare. "Should that make me impressed?" She shot him an annoyed look.

A sudden rush of excitement rushed like an electric shock through George. This was... euphoric, he couldn't describe this massive desire to break that spunk of hers. He was so used to breaking spirits, making women so submissive that both mind and body didn't belong to them anymore. His business thrived on that one skill, the power and his relentless desire to have women kneeling submissive before him, and by extension all the men that purchased them.

And now that desire was doubled and doubled again in Jessie's case. He wanted her all for himself, to leave to please him, only him. 

"I would hope not, it would be too boring if you were easily impressed." He smiled.

Jessie took another step back. "That doesn't seem like any of you business, my interests." She said. At first this was a game, play hard to get. Let him think he is I'm control, manipulate the information from him and leave when required. But that wasn't the case, she must have underestimated him. How did she feel so dirty and ... scared when he looked at her? She hadn't been around the man for more that ten minutes and she was terrified out of her wits, now she really was just trying to leave.

"Oh? But that's all I've thought about since I saw you at that ball. In that dress, I realised with a body like that you would look like that at every moment. Even now, all I can think of is how to please you, darling. "He stated bluntly. 

Jessie didn't know the expression she had on her face but all she knew was that she wanted to leave, now.

"Well I'm sorry to disappoint you but you don't have any right to please me. Neither do I require you pleasing I shouldn't have come here." She said. "I'll go." She began to walk out but George stepped in front of her, blocking her path. Loving and reveling in her unease.

"One drink, just have one drink with me and I'd you still want to leave then you are free to go." He said, his voice almost pleading. 

Jessie looked at the door and aganist her better judgement she nodded. One drink couldn't hurt... right?