"Go ahead. I dare you." My arms crossed in my chest with an arched eyebrow, he didn't dared and if he did Axel would kill him for sure. As response he just rolled his eyes and changed the topic, coward.
"Quit your blabbering and tell me why you called for me. Time is money." Indeed, with him time was surely money.
"We need to ruin Dylan's life as he ruined mine." His attention was on me now as he shifted his body to face me and I did the same.
"¿Y ahora qué hizo el gilipollas ese?" My mind was slow to process that he spoke in Spanish and that's why I didn't understood hell. I don't get me, I'm fluent in multiple languages but Spanish is the only one that doesn't seem to get in my head, although I listen to a lot of Hispanic music.
Anyways, I assumed he asked what happened since his sentence finished in a questioning tone.
"Uh, yes so I found out he's been a total ass to Chloe for a long time already and--" 
"Oh that-- Ah calm down. I found out the other day by accident but it's not my place to tell you something as personal as that." He said throwing his hands in the air in surrender and stopping me from choking him.
"I hate you! You know more of my life than I do! That's not fair." His lips curved into a satisfied smile.
"Ask me if I care--oh, looks like Davidson got a little too carried away." He spoke with excitement as the palm of his hand landed carefully on my neck and my whole body tensed. This rare individual knows a lot more than I would want him to know. Some because of his amazing ability to be noisy as heck and some because of my ability of not keeping my mouth shut and trust him enough to tell him in detail about my sex life.
 He doesn't really mind, he's not judging about it--maybe because he himself is a dominant duh-- fuck that's why... I completely forgot about that, his dominant vibes throw me off sometimes, like right now. 
He became interested because of me and tried it with his girlfriend and discovered he liked it so yeah. But he's much into the DDLG stuff. Which is why I sometimes called him Daddy Dev to annoy him in a sick way. I knew he wished it was for real, that I'd be his little and it was fun to torture him, to some extent. 
"I-- well he-- yeah..." I pushed off his hand and did my best to hide the little effect his intense stare and warm touch had on me. "It was my fault, I disrespected him. But it's not as bad as it looks." There I was, giving him more data for him to blackmail me. He smirked, by this point of my life I was kind of starting to hate smirks.
"Crazy. Even Clara knows not be that stupid." Ah, Clara his... little and I guess that was an insult, since she's a 20 year old and new to all of that Daddy shit. They've been together for six months and he speaks wonders of her great behavior, boring. I rolled my eyes at him.
"That's why you two have the most boring relationship in the entire galaxy. She doesn't even try to act up, where is the fun in that?" I swear, that girl is a submissive from head to toes and makes it very apparent even when Dev isn't around, the very contrary of me.
 God, why was he looking at me with such intensity? It's not like I'm going to fall for his tricks.
"Submissives are not supposed to act up Amelia." Oh, I surely didn't know that one.
"Right... keep telling you that." 
"What are you talking about? It's the truth, besides para divertirme te tengo a ti enana. " His mischievous grin told me he said something bad about me and I knew enana was how he addressed me sometimes, so yeah. 
"Stop calling me that, and how about you say that in English so I can understand you, stupidass coward." 
"Coward? Quieres ver qué tan cobarde soy?" He raised his eyebrows in what could only be a form of challenge. I hate not knowing what he was saying.
"Stop it. Let's just get into business." It was getting weird, this whole thing, I could sense it. He was never this flirty,  I'm the one always getting him uncomfortable not the other way around.
"Okay. But instead of paying me with me money just give me one of those pictures Dylan took of you." This time it was him that met the powerful embrace of a cushion in his face, continuously.
"Get a hold of yourself Angel." 
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It kind of made sense now. Dylan's actions. It wasn't difficult to find out his dirty secrets, what he did before he left and what he continued doing in France then England. But still, his ass couldn't have any of my sympathy. 
It took maybe two weeks or so for Dev to connect the dots. Drugs got Dylan in a darker path than I actually thought. He was addicted to it and did everything to get it, and when Joseph stopped giving him money he began selling his stuffs and most importantly gambling and tricking gang leaders. 
It got dangerous for him and it got to the point that it was dangerous for us too, my mother and I. I guess that's why Joseph was forced to send him away, but Dylan was still the same. 
We found out he got in serious trouble with a big drugdealer in France, so he ran away to England but they found him and now there are criminals threatening to kill him if he doesn't get the money he owes, that could only be gain if he becomes the CEO. A very serious problem... I wished I cared, but involving Chloe in his plan was his mistake.
 She had to fuck Joseph in order to make him bring Dylan back to America, and all the money he gave her went directly to Dylan's bank account. Dev was surely amazing at his job, he had contacts everywhere. 
We had the evidence, we had everything to ruin his image. But the issue was... if we ruined his image publicly we would also ruin the company's image. The only option was make him resign on his own, but he most likely won't, just like me when he threatened me. But I won't lose anything trying, so that's what I'm about to do now. Maybe having his life in the line will do the trick.
"How can I help you Mrs.?" Said the lady sitting in front of Dylan's office.
"Putting some nuts in Dylan's coffee will be fine."
"But-- he's allergic..." Her voice faded in a sigh as she saw my ear to ear smile and my nodding head. "Right... if you came to see him he's not here at the moment so--"
"Where is he?" Her hesitation was understandable, I never asked to see him, and if I did, well it ended bad for him.
"He's in the cafeteria, in a meeting with--" I didn't let her finish as I rushed to the elevator. Today was my only chance, tomorrow was the D-day, and as much as I tried to win him, the investors were inclining towards him. He was bribing them... fuck them all. I wasn't nervous, of course not. He couldn't win me, no. But still I had to get him out of the way.
I went around looking for him for about two minutes, then found him sitting peacefully, drinking what I can assume was coffee.
"Hey you shitbag." Fuck, as soon as I spoke, him and the man sitting across from him turned to look at me. Agh, Axel. What was he doing here?
"Oh great." Dylan looked annoyed with my presence.
"Darling." Axel stood stabbing me with his smile and I stopped myself from dying right there and then.
 How in hell does he manages to look more handsome everyday? 
"Uh, uh, hi." I actually wasn't able to see him this morning. We usually left for work at the same time but today he had to go somewhere. Ah, I just want to eat him whole. He had that black suit, it fit him perfectly.
"Now it's not the time to look at me like that." His voice stopped me from fantasizing more. I realized I was staring at his hard chest, his neck and jawline while bitting my bottom lip.
"Umm, yeah, no. What are you doing here Sir?" 
"The same as you I suppose. " Snapped Dylan and we both turned to look at him. "But it's not going to work, just accept it. You're not a good leader, you're a woman." Oh, almost got me. I was almost going to give out years of distress and judgment because of his amazing reasonings. 
I took a step forward to him and felt Axel's hand on my waist. For a second I thought about helping him with his problem, finding a way to get him out of it without hurting more people. Because of course, if he doesn't get the money, there's no doubt he'll be in danger and he's still my brother. But his intentions are clear, and it is clearer that him owning almost fifty resorts around the world is not a good idea. He doesn't know how to manage his life, how could he manage the lives of thousands employees and clients? No way.
"I was going to have a peaceful talk with you. But you know what? Fuck that." I took my three inch heel off and threw it at his face.

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