Man in Charge

I’m a successful investment specialist.

Some even call me a wizard of finance.

Friends and family trust me to advise them how to save or spend their money.

I call the shots, run things my way. For their benefit.

My world is quiet and calm and structured to project a professional who’s solid, dependable, responsible.

Now I’m being called upon to support a project I believe is a bad investment. A money pit.

And if that weren’t bad enough, the advertising specialist my client wants to use is a woman who’s highly competitive, disrespectful, and hyper as a hummingbird.

Her mind is never at rest. She always has some scheme up her sleeve.

I can keep her still. I proved that to both of us the first time we met.

All she has to do is surrender control to me. Stop springing surprises on me, trying to change me.

It’s a constant battle. A series of negotiations and manipulations.

Why do I put up with it?

Because she’s the most stunning creature I’ve ever seen, and she makes me feel more alive than I’ve ever known.

I just hope I can survive the journey of being the man in charge.