You were sitting in your office, your intimidating presence creating a thick air of tension inside the room as you heard the door creak open.

Fiona was shoved into the room by two of your assistants, who then shut the door behind her, leaving you two in the room alone.

She felt a wave of unease washing over her when she remembered the last time you guys bumped into each other, and it wasn't pretty.

You pushed her up against the wall, threatening her to hand over the money that Frank '"borrowed" from you guys last week.

She tried to shake off that memory as she approached you carefully, sitting down at the chair that was in front of your desk.

"What do you want?" she asked bluntly.