The Corporate Gift

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Ding

The elevator arrived at the twelth floor. It was a fancy place - a nice business expense, to say the least, although not from their side. Sam stepped out, loosening his tie with an exhausted sigh He was closely followed by his business associate, Lewis.

"What a fucking shit show." Luke muttered from behind him. The two had just concluded a rather frustrating meeting with a group of new, hopeful partners. To say that the group was requesting a lot from them was an understatement, and it was obvious that they knew it. The two had been put up in a 5 star hotel, fully catered for in incredibly lavish suites. Prior to the meeting, they had been treated to an incredibly delicious meal, and Sam could swear that the attractive female employees had one too many buttons undone that would be entirely professional.