“Your brothers are waiting for you in the conference room, sir.” The saddened, aggrieved voice of the secretary sounded, looking towards the back view of the tall wiry man clad in an exquisite Italian suit.
“Come on iris, are you still upset with me?” The man turned to give the woman a cajoling glance. He was handsome, in an unconventional sort of way. He had the trademark dark luscious Giambelli hair and the onyx stark black eyes, but that was were the similarities ended. His face was thin and sallow, his nose thin and long, but his eyes were piercing, hinting at a keen intelligence that could cut through any façade.
Iris Montgomery, the woman addressed, met his gaze with an arched eyebrow, her arms folded at the chest, a frown playing on her face. “It was our anniversary Gabriel, not o
