Elaine listened, her forehead furrowed. After I completed, she set free a protracted breath. “Hunter, you already know I’ve been across the block a number of occasions, and I’ve seen my fair proportion of crises. However this… this can be a totally different beast.”

I leaned ahead, looking forward to her perception. “What do you counsel? You’ve at all times had a manner of spinning issues in our favor. It’s important to have one thing…”

She shook her head, a wry smile touching her lips. “Be grateful I’m round, however this time, I’m not your answer. You want a contemporary face for this, somebody younger, somebody who can join with the general public and the media in a manner I can’t. The narrative must be about shifting ahead and never trying again. My being the spokesperson received’t ship that message successfully, not anymore.”

I paused, contemplating her phrases. She hadn’t steered me within the unsuitable route earlier than, however this felt just a little out of my aspect. That being stated, I trusted her.

“You actually assume a brand new, youthful PR face is the reply?”

Elaine nodded. “Completely. It’s time for a change in technique. The general public loves a redemption story, a story of turning over a brand new leaf. You want somebody who can embody that narrative.”

I sighed, working a hand by way of my hair. “Alright, I belief your judgment. Discover me somebody who matches that invoice.”

Elaine stood up, her demeanor all enterprise. “I’ll begin on the lookout for the precise particular person. Within the meantime, maintain a low profile. Let me deal with the media for now. We’ll flip this round, Hunter, however it’s going to be a crew effort.”

She was proper; typically one of the simplest ways to face a disaster was to embrace change head-on. It was time to search out somebody who may signify the brand new face of my firm, somebody who may assist us navigate by way of this shitstorm.

“I’ll rent no matter identify you counsel,” I replied.

“It’s extra like which PR agency shall be keen to work with you.”

“That dangerous?” I cringed.

“Sure, Hunter, that is that dangerous,” she responded firmly. “Your uncle’s mess has spilled over, and now it’s tarnishing your fame by affiliation. We want a agency that’s not simply succesful, but additionally keen to tackle a problem of this magnitude.”

I nodded slowly, digesting her phrases.

“Simply get me a reputation,” I stated softly.

“Don’t fear, I’ll,” she supplied with a grim smile.

CHAPTER 3

Morgan

I used to be in manner over my head.

I already felt ridiculous. Zara had insisted that I put on my finest set of lingerie, an identical black bra and panty set that was partially see by way of in locations. I felt scandalous and I hadn’t even gotten absolutely dressed but.

I didn’t perceive why. One thing about being an influence bitch, however I merely felt like just a little slut going to a enterprise assembly with this beneath my garments.

“Morgan, you must look completely beautiful,” Zara asserted, holding up a modern, form-fitting outfit. “This isn’t simply any consumer assembly. Who is aware of, you is perhaps strolling into your very personal Mr. Gray situation.”

She waggled her eyebrows once more, and I couldn’t assist however blush and roll my eyes.

“Zara, this can be a skilled interview, not some ‘Fifty Shades of Gray’ fantasy. I severely doubt my new consumer will bear any resemblance to Christian Gray, regardless that it will be good…”

“Oh, come on,” Zara teased, her eyes twinkling. “Wealthy, mysterious consumer, high-pressure enterprise setting—it’s like the right backdrop for a billionaire workplace romance.”

As I took the costume from her—a deep navy quantity that was sure to intensify my each curve—I needed to admit, it was a bit extra daring than my standard type. However Zara had a knack for pushing me out of my consolation zone, and maybe right this moment of all days, that wasn’t such a nasty factor. With an necessary consumer on the horizon, perhaps a splash of Zara’s daring confidence was precisely what I wanted.

I slipped into the costume regardless of each alarm bell in my head telling me to not.

Get out of your consolation zone, Morgan… Reside just a little. You are able to do this!

“You actually assume I ought to put on this?” I murmured, glancing down on the skirt and fingering the underside hem, my indecision in all probability written throughout my face.

“Yeah, you stunning bitch. You look fucking superb. You’ll undoubtedly look the half for Mr. Bend-Me-Over-the-Desk-Proper-Now,” she winked, and I couldn’t cease myself from gasping out loud, her forwardness catching me unexpectedly as soon as once more.

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