Song Recommendation: Take Away by Illenium & The Chainsmokers
Damien yawned loudly, wiping his eyes from the incoming riot of sleep. He sniffed softly, readjusting himself on his seat.
"Master Damien!" His assistant ran in, hugging unto a pile of files. "Master Damien?" He placed the files on his table. Damien rubbed his eyes, looking up sleepishly.
"What is it, Jim?"
"These are the paper works Ms. Victoria Liam sent for you this afternoon, she said she expects them signed before the next five days".
Damien furrowed his brows, "For someone who just lost her daughter, she's awfully too mentally stable to disturb my company for money. Leave them on the floor, next to the stack of other useless documents".
"Yes, master Damien", he bowed, padding hastily to drop the papers then back to the table.
"Master Damien?"
Damien rested back on his seat, rubbing his eyes, "What is it?"
"You have meeting in the next twelve minutes, master".