Chapter 85 Pleasure

• Author's POV.
• Damien was in his office, engrossed in his tasks. With Fernanda dismissed for the day, Elise's departure, and the absence of most of his employees except those working overtime, he was alone, surrounded by the noise of his pen scratching on the rough paper and the distant honks of cars outside his company.
• "I thought that these clients' needs were met a month ago, why does this read otherwise?" Damien asked, gazing at red lines on his laptop screen. "What the fuck is this?"