{_____} - the content inside these kinds of brackets will be the thoughts of a character.
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Sive was in a business meeting with Mr Eddy Turner, the proprietor of a small entertainment firm, a middle-aged beta man, while Asher and his family were joyfully enjoying their supper. Due to Kings Entertainment Company's recent success, its business was not thriving. Turner's Musika firm lost a lot of musicians. Asking Siva King to purchase his Musika is his only means of survival.
"Now, tell me, Mr Turner, what is the value of Musika? What can it give Kings? Why should I buy such an insignificant company? What's in it for us?" she smirked like a god in front of shivering Eddy Turner.
"Madam, Musika has produced millions of albums in the past years and raised many famous singers and actors like Hannah Lee, Maddex, D J Kop and rapper Lil' Nox and bands like Five Ways, Alpha6, Beatz7. I assure you that our company will be an asset to Kings. We will never disappoint you. Right now, our most famed singer, actor and model Theo Chloe has entered the international charts, and he is an omega. He is getting more popular these days among international audiences." Enthusiastically but sweating, Turner explained.
"Well, Musika indeed gave so many gems to the entertainment world, but currently no one in your list is a member of your company, except the newbie... What is the name you just said? tsk!" Siva started pondering deeply for a name. She is not well with remember unimportant names.
"Theo Chloe?" said a man standing, elegantly adjusting his glasses, beside her. His name is Fred Halbert. He is the personal assistant and manager of Siva King. A very loyal and diligent Alpha with extraordinary skills in almost every field. He is capable of murdering someone for Siva, as the backtalk defines.
"Yes, Theo Chloe. Isn't he the only famous one from your company? I also heard a rumour before our meet that he wished to end his contract with you," smiled Siva, cornering Turner like a little prey.
"That's... That's not true, Madam. They are just rumours," he chuckled awkwardly. {Turner- It is true, that's why I am begging you like a dog. I will be in debt if he leaves. He said he will stay if Musika joins the Kings.}
{Siva - Bingo, that artist must have said he will stay if Kings buys Musika. Desperate times call for desperate measures, can't blame him.} "Is that so? Well then, let me ponder this once again. I will contact you tomorrow," Siva stood up, adjusting her coat. She didn't touch any of the food or drinks Mr Turner offered.
"Madam, you didn't eat anything," he said
"I don't usually prefer to eat anything after 8. Thank you for the offer, Mr Turner. Return home and have a good sleep. Your face shows how much worse your insomnia is. See a doctor if needed. Well, then we will take our leave," she softly smiled and walked out of that private room. {Siva - I don't have an appetite. Is it because of the smoothie I drank earlier?} Fred followed Siva.
"But Madam? Will you help me? Will you---" he was about to run behind Siva and was stopped by two muscular bodyguards, in black suits, armed. Fred turned around and said, "Mr Turner, we will contact you in the morning, worry not. Have a good night."
"Yes," speechless, Turner gazed at Siva, leaving the hall, stiff.
When she was about to walk out of the restaurant, Asher and his family ran into her.
{Asher- What is she doing here? She doesn't usually eat out. Oh! Fred is with her, probably in some meetings. Anyways, worst timing, Dad is really mad at her now. I should talk smoothly.}
"Worst timing, the demon has appeared," in a hushed tone, Elina commented.
"Shush! She might hear you," whispered Rhea.
"Director? What a coincidence! Were you enjoying supper here? If known earlier, you could have joined us," smiled Asher, showing off his innocent fox face.
{Siva - Were they having a family dinner? hmmm? Family?}
"It's fine, I came for a business meeting, nothing more. Did you see the courier I sent you?" she asked with a straight face.
"Yes, I also understood the areas that needed to be edited. I will send the proposal in two days," Asher answered, as his father, Antony, stood annoyed.
{Antony- This bitch! Trying to humiliate me again.}
"No, that proposal is not suitable. Make a fresh one. That resort plan will only bring troubles for us since the island's physical features are not the same as our land," she explained with an unemotional face. Antony started getting burned with anger.
{Antony- I want to fucking kill her now.}
{Elina - At this rate, she will make Dad angrier.}
{Fred - At this rate, she will definitely cause another argument with Antony, sir. (glaring at Asher) Why are you staring at me, idiot? Deal with this faster.}
"But simply changing the materials and reducing the size can work too. This idea is not that bad," Asher tried to defend his father.
"It may be, but it's too simple and common. Since this Island is going to be our exclusive private tourist destination for VVIPs, we need more attractive features. More ideas, modern and thrilling, at the same time, sophisticated and noble," she explained. Asher clutched his hands while Antony lost his control.
"You lucky demon bastard! I have been doing this job for more than twenty years. Are you mocking me? I am the eldest Alpha of Kings. You ought to listen to me. You beggar dog!" he shouted at her. Sive didn't flinch or let her calmness leave. She simply stood there accepting all of his anger.
{Fred - (sigh!) Here we go again.
{Rhea - It's loud. What if someone hears us?}
{Asher- Dad, you are making it worse than earlier.}
"Elder brother, I sympathise with your annoyance, but please refrain from yelling at me once again. I'm your boss and the head of this family. "You should listen to me," she said arrogantly, the air filled with her terrifying, powerful Alpha aura. No one was able to stand straight up in the congested air. Asher calmed his father down by patting him on the shoulder. Siva then left with Fred while remaining silent.
"Dad, you have to control yourself more," Asher advised.
"What? That fucking bastard, how dare she? I can't take these humiliations again. Son, let's plan another assassination," he suggested creepily.
"Dad, Uncle tried that more than ten times and every time she comes alive, completely healthy. You saw just now how dominant she is compared to us. So let's move in another way. If we can't defeat her with our hands, let's try it with the brain," Asher sneered, and Antony understood that his son had decided something. He was eager.
TBC...