![]() ![]() I run my hands over my face, trying to relieve some of the tension headache that’s starting to build. Fuck, I can’t even remember the last time I saw a real woman in her underwear. I know even less about women’s undergarments. I pay someone to shop for me and pick out my clothes. Mark said it was something he really wanted to take on, so we went for it. The pitch was good and the women’s market wasn’t one we had worked our way into yet. It was supposed to be the next Victoria’s Secret. But I had agreed with Mark when he brought this proposal to me. When you invest in as many things as Breakstone Corp does, you can’t be surprised when not all of them work out. It’s bleeding money, and I’m close to just scrapping the whole project and being done with the headache. I look down at the sales charts of Curved Intimates, a company we invested in over six months ago. That was the only reason I agreed to invest in a women’s lingerie line.” “ Y ou told me you had this under control. ![]()
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