The Decision(s)

“We the Jury find the defendant, Mr. Danny Doe, guilty of all charges.” The juror read, and the entire courtroom fell into an uproar of a mix of feelings and emotions. Ramon sat back in his chair and quietly mumbled to himself, I could hear Autumn squealing in delight behind me, and most of the reporters exploded into a barrage of questions to anybody they could get their hands on.

“This ain’t over Lee!” Danny spit in my direction as two police officers grabbed him and held him tight as he struggled against their restraints. “You ain’t seen the last of me! I’ll be back! And I’m gonna make you fucking pay for what you did to me!” He screamed, before one of the officers grabbed him by the head and turned him around, forcing him out of the building and I’d assume into a squad car outside.

From there the courtroom began to file out quickly and calmly. I tried to shake Ramon’s hand but he just gave me a quick glare and continued to walk out of the courtroom, speaking on the phone to whoever he was in a gruff, harsh tone, as I could practically hear him being yelled at on the other side… which just made me chuckle.

Autumn was already escorted outside and as I closed my briefcase and turned to meet her, I was once again met by the strong confident black man I had met outside. His smile grew, beaming politely, as he reached his hand out to shake mine once again.

“Congratulations on the win.” He said in a polite tone, so I once again took his hand in mine and reciprocated with a smile.

“Thank you sir. I always appreciate the support.” I say as I pull the briefcase off of the desk. “But as for your offer, I’m sorry I don’t think I have any interest representing a large company.” I say with a small shrug. “It just is not my typical clientele, and always ends up being messy working with large corporations. Too many hands in the pot.”

Musa’s face turned grim, a mix of anger and disappointment growing across it. “Well I am so sorry to hear that… especially since Mr. Mancini requested you personally.” At first I opened my mouth to speak again, once again politely turning him away, but then the name rang a bell, and my eyes widened softly.

“Mancini?” I say softly, before quickly looking around to make sure no one else was in the room. “You mean… Michael Mancini?”

“Founder of X-Change Corp and the same man who took your virginity? The very same.” Musa says, his confident and polite smile turned into a mischievous smirk. “Like I said, we’ve had our eyes on you for a while, Jennifer.” He says, holding up a file and handing it to me. I opened the file expecting more details on the case they wanted me on, but instead my eyes widened at the sight.

Dozens of images of my time at X-Change corporate office filled the folder, my feminine body put in all sorts of lewd and compromising positions. As my own face dropped in a look of pure horror, Mr. Phoenix’s smile only grew, as that same corporate practiced professional smile grows on his face.

“I recommend coming to our office this Friday at 10am and hearing our proposal…” Musa says with a smirk, tapping on the photo in my hand of me sucking off Michael in his office. “Unless you want your little fire-cracker waiting outside to see these?” My heart sank at his words, and I gave the man a quick glare before closing the file, handing it back to him, and letting out a quick sigh.

“I will… go, and listen to the proposal.” I say, shoving the folder into his chest and pushing the man away in a huff. “But nothing more.” Musa gives me a smile, knowing he won, and gave me a small nod, before I pushed past him and walked out of the courthouse, sweating more now than I did when I got there.