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“Get up Liv. You can shower in the other suite. I have a five-thirty dinner reservation for us up on the rooftop terrace and it’s gorgeous outside.”
“Oh my god, I can’t believe how shitty I’ve felt all day.” She sits up in bed, her hair frayed every which way. Somehow she still looks beautiful, even with messed up hair and smudged eye makeup. She’s lucky she has that going for her.
“Hopefully you’ll learn one day.” I reach out with one arm, giving her a playful hug.
“Sorry I got so drunk. I really get anxiety when I have to fly over the ocean. I thought a few cocktails would help.” She blinks her eyes several times trying to wake up.
“I agree that a cocktail or two would take the edge off, but getting totally shitfaced is a different story.” I give her a smirk and a gentle nudge to get her moving. “Go get ready. I have a meeting down in the bar and then I’ll meet the two of you at the restaurant in a little over an hour.”
I freshen up with a couple sprays of Sure Fuck before heading downstairs to the bar. Le Bar des Bergues, is the name of the place and it is one of the premier meeting spots in all of Switzerland. The place just oozes with CEO’s, Entrepreneurs and Financiers, all looking for the next big deal. My intention is to show a couple of them the future of anti-aging technology.
Mandy
Stepping out of the shower, I do a quick double take after catching a whiff of Trey’s cologne. Snugging the towel around me, I creep over to close the door to the adjoining suite. Liv has clothes strewn out on the other bed and the shower is running. Either she is showering or the two of them are. I don’t really care to find out, which it is, so I simply close the door.
Friends with benefits, that’s something I often hear about but have never understood. There is no way I can have a sexual relationship with someone without becoming attracted to him in a more meaningful way. And if I were not attracted to him, then why would I want to have sex with him in the first place? It makes no sense. I think that’s why Liv is so messed up. I don’t think most women are capable of having such a shallow relationship, but then again, Liv is definitely shallower than most women I’ve known.
I slip into an ultra-plush robe and wander over to the window overlooking Lake Geneva. It’s absolutely blissful. I have to wonder why a few people have so much wealth while the majority, have so little. I guess that’s why I chose my current career path instead of corporate law. It seems as if the pendulum has swung too far in favor of the fat cats. The world needs more people who are willing to take a stand and put them in their place. I’ve always wanted to bring a little more justice to the world, starting with a little revenge on behalf of my father and the rest of my family.
Chapter 3
Trey
During my brief time in the bar, I quickly determine that the CEO of Schafer Pharmaceuticals is an arrogant prick and the infamous financier William Hurstfield is also a waste of my time. I should have taken Jürgen at his word, because I have always had a hard time fitting in with the established, old guard. They can keep their aristocracy and inbred culture. The next time I meet with them, we will be talking billions instead of a few hundred million. They need us more than we need them.
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Stepping off the elevator in front of the rooftop restaurant, I ask the maître d' if our table is ready. It is, so he immediately escorts me out onto the terrace. “Will you be dining alone?” he asks in a rather pompous tone, despite the fact that I have a reservation for three.
“No. A beautiful blonde and a gorgeous brunette will be joining me shortly. They were still in the shower when I left.” I give him a wink and he returns a look that is priceless. I’m sure he’s never had one girl in the shower, much less two.
Scanning the horizon, I’m glad I chose to eat up here, instead of that stuffy restaurant on the lower level. This place is classy, but modern and the views are the best in the city. It’s the type of place that my father would detest. He always took us to the most staid and conservative restaurant available thinking it would enlighten us. In reality, the waiters would look down upon us kids and trip over themselves to cater to the ones who appeared to possess the largest checkbooks.
Liv is another one who lives for that type of snobbery and decor. She’s not going to be happy when she finds out I chose Japanese-Fusion over the epicurean inspired cuisine that is offered below. I call the room to check on their progress and Liv assures me they are on their way out the door. Knowing Liv, I have at least another fifteen minutes to kill.
