selfish brat 9.4 blake blossom & seth gamble
The air crackled with unspoken tension as Blake Blossom, the epitome of a selfish brat, sauntered into the dimly lit bar. His smirk, a permanent fixture on his face, held a hint of malice that made Seth Gamble, a man known for his unwavering integrity, bristle. Seth had always been the epitome of selflessness, putting others before himself. Blake, on the other hand, was the embodiment of selfcenteredness, his every action dictated by his own desires. They were polar opposites, two sides of a coin that never quite seemed to meet. Tonight, however, fate had thrown them together, their paths intersecting in a way that neither of them could have predicted. The reason? A coveted position at the prestigious firm, a position that promised both wealth and power. 9.4, Blake drawled, his voice dripping with arrogance as he glanced at Seth, a mischievous glint in his eye. Thats the percentage you need to win. Dont disappoint me, Seth. Seth, however, felt a cold dread creep into his gut. He knew what Blake was hinting at. The 9.4 wasnt a simple number, it was a code, a secret agreement between them. A pact that had the potential to shatter everything Seth held dear. As the night wore on, the air thickened with the scent of deceit and ambition. Blake, with his cunning smile and manipulative words, began to chip away at Seths resolve. Was he willing to compromise his principles, to betray his own conscience, for a mere 9.4? The answer, it seemed, would determine the fate of both their lives.