Chase Daniels was a hot shot junior lawyer, only a couple years removed from law school. Working at one of the largest firms in Chicago things certainly seemed to be going his way in life. High rise downtown condo, sports car, designer suits, etc. While getting dates was certainly not an issue what he really wanted was someone who could challenge him, who could be his equal or even get the better of him from time to time. After all, winning your whole life gets boring after awhile.
Occupying the office across the hall she seemed to always follow him wherever he went in life. His father the head of a major construction company, her father the head of one of the largest law firms in Chicago. They went to the same east coast boarding schools, both went to Yale undergrad and Harvard law. Both incredibly smart and talented, Chase preferring a bit more fun in his life than she did. And now here they were, working for her father's law firm. While her father loved Chase like the son he never had ultimately everyone knew the firm would be her's one day and he had no chance at beating that.
Chase sat at his desk staring out the window at the city below as his conference call was ending. White dress shirt imaculately pressed, navy blue suit pants with a light blue tie as his suit coat hang on the door to his office. Feet up on a ledge he was certainly enjoying life. After all, standing at 6'1, 210lbs of muscle his frame suited his past as a college hockey player. A natural tan with dark hair and eyes he knew he could have most women and his look was what most clients were searching for.
His assistant knocked on the door quietly and he spun around "Mr Daniels, partner meeting in ten minutes" she said as she gently closed the door. Across the hall he imagined her getting ready to present all her cases in a polished and professional manner whereas Chase usually shot from the hip and wasn't much for board room style bravado.
He excused himself from the call and grabbed his suit coat from the door and a writing pad as he exited his office
Occupying the office across the hall she seemed to always follow him wherever he went in life. His father the head of a major construction company, her father the head of one of the largest law firms in Chicago. They went to the same east coast boarding schools, both went to Yale undergrad and Harvard law. Both incredibly smart and talented, Chase preferring a bit more fun in his life than she did. And now here they were, working for her father's law firm. While her father loved Chase like the son he never had ultimately everyone knew the firm would be her's one day and he had no chance at beating that.
Chase sat at his desk staring out the window at the city below as his conference call was ending. White dress shirt imaculately pressed, navy blue suit pants with a light blue tie as his suit coat hang on the door to his office. Feet up on a ledge he was certainly enjoying life. After all, standing at 6'1, 210lbs of muscle his frame suited his past as a college hockey player. A natural tan with dark hair and eyes he knew he could have most women and his look was what most clients were searching for.
His assistant knocked on the door quietly and he spun around "Mr Daniels, partner meeting in ten minutes" she said as she gently closed the door. Across the hall he imagined her getting ready to present all her cases in a polished and professional manner whereas Chase usually shot from the hip and wasn't much for board room style bravado.
He excused himself from the call and grabbed his suit coat from the door and a writing pad as he exited his office