Elais Jung returned to the apartment they were staying in and closed the door quietly behind him. Maxmilian Stone was proving to be quite a shrewd businessman—far more than his easy smile and flirtatious ways suggested.
In the span of a single day, he had managed to wear Elais down both physically and mentally. First, there had been the endless walking around the amusement park, the man insisting on showing him every corner of it as though it really were some grand tour.
Then came the relentless haggling over the newly registered patent for the medicine designed to help athletes cope with extreme stress-a topic Maxmilian refused to let go of until he had negotiated every last detail to his satisfaction.
It was exhausting.
