Zandik was in his limo, on his way to a business meeting over dinner. He was a very wealthy, well-known business man. He was a very important figure in the political world.

You were beside him, and often tagged along on his business trips. You two weren't together or anything, but Zandik would be lying if he said that you two didn't sleep with each other.

"Are you nervous, darling?" He asked the you, a hand on your thigh. They were meeting a particularly important pair of individuals today.