A Billionaire Affair

or my final exams next week, and here I am, attempting to brush my hair into submission. I must not sleep with it wet. I must not sleep with it wet. Reciting this phrase multiple times, I tr

n my unruly hair in a ponytail a

he has picked today of all

e essay to do, and I'm meant to be working this afternoon. Still, no - today, I have to travel a hundred and sixty-five miles to downtown Seattle to see the mysterious CEO of Davis Enterprises Holdings Inc. As an extraordina

d on the sofa in

s the editor, I can't brush this off. Please," Clara begs me in her rasping, hoarse throat voice. How does she do it? Even unwell, she appears gamin

You should head back to be

y mini-disc recorder. Just press record he

whisper, trying and failing

rough. Go. It's a lengthy driv

ou some soup to heat up later." I gaze at her

d thanks Amber - as al

door to the vehicle. I cannot believe I have let Clara persuade

eloquent, forceful, persuasive, combativ

until two this afternoon. Fortunately, Clara's loaned me her sporty Mercedes CLK. I'm not sure Wanda, my vintage VW Beetle, woul

steel, an architect's functional dream, with Davis House engraved discreetly in steel above the glass front doors. It's a quarter to

young lady grins cheerfully at me. She's sporting the best black

r. Davis. Amber Jame

lara's formal blazers rather than wear my navy blue jacket. I have made an effort and donned my only skirt, practical brown knee-length

'll want the final elevator on the right, push for the twentieth

ngly marked on the front. I can't help my smirk. Indeed it's

he bank of elevators past the two security guys, who are signific

m in another vast foyer - all glass, steel, and white sandstone. I'm met with another desk of sand

e, please?" She indicates a sat

east twenty similar chairs surrounding it. Beyond it, there is a floor-to-ceiling window with a view of the Seatt

could be thirty. The ambiguity is annoying, and my anxieties reemerge, making me fidget. I've never been comfortable with one-on-one interviews, preferring the obscurity of a group discussion where I can sit inconspicuous