HEAVY ANTICIPATION
"Why won't Luxe sign the fucking contract renewal!" Ace Atticus slammed the unsigned document on the table in a fit of rage.
"You need to calm the fuck down, Ace! I don't know what has gotten into you, but you get more reckless by the day," Landon said.
"I don't give two fucks, Lan! I just need to close as many deals as I can. Don't you understand? Celine is quiet. Too quiet. She has been quiet for the last four years. Best believe it's not because her children came around. She's plotting!"
"And you're being fucking paranoid, Jesus Christ!"
"Im—"
His phone began to ring, interrupting his next outburst.
He sighed, as he glanced at the device on his table.
Walking over, he grabbed it, and checked the screen to see who was calling.
His eyes rolled all the way behind when he saw who it was.
"Is that from Luxe?"
"Nope. It's a King."
"Reign?"
"Worse."
"Oh—"