Nathan Reginald Bradford was known as a ruthless businessman. This was partly because when it came to business deals, he was indeed ruthless, but also because he had worked hard to achieve the kind of success that he’d reached. Nathan had inherited the brewery business from his father, but it wasn’t as prominently known at the time. Nathan was a straight A, Harvard Business Graduate, with a goal to make his mark in the business world. He had strived and taken enormous efforts to make Short Stack Brewing Co. Ltd. a household name. Today he had breweries located around the world and had invested in many small breweries, trying to support them. Plus, his looks came in handy at times when a deal was being finalized.
Nathan grew up in a loving household in Sacramento, California. The Pada
Nathan hailed from a family of cowboy ranchers. They were natives of Dallas where his family owned acres of land and looked after the ranch and bred horses. The breed they nurtured at the ranch was best known for equestrian sports in Texas back then. When the world war came, the economy took a massive hit and everything shut down and the Bradfords were forced to leave Dallas. They’d never sold the ranch though, always planning on going back to their roots at right time once everything was settled. However, the right time never came and when Nathan’s father needed the money he took a decision to sell off their ancestral ranch. Whatever money was made out of the deal was invested in starting Short Stack Brewing Co. Pvt. Ltd. Nathan always heard a lot about Texan culture from his grandfather and he always was fascinated with the stories of cowboys and their morales. It was his wish to at least once see the land he belonged to. Before his deat
No less than five minutes later, Alaina was sitting in the back seat of the lavish black sedan with Mr. Bradford, giving directions to the driver.“So, how are things going around here?” Nathan asked her curiously.“It’s great.”Nathan fidgeted a bit, “Good. So, it's a small town and I’d like to know what type of …”“Let's cut to the chase, you wanna know about Brooke, don’t you?” Alaina said, eyeing the man, loving the way he turned a bright shade of pink.Nathan flushed. “Well, is that her name? Brooke?” He tested out the name on his tongue and decided h
After listening to Alaina, Nathan thought about making a plan. What was the best possible scenario he could come up with to get closer to Brooke? Because Nathan couldn’t stop thinking about the green-eyed beauty even for a single second. Thoughts of Brooke had worked their way into Nathan’s heart and soul. It was weird, Nathan knew, but he couldn’t help it. One look at Brooke and he’d felt as if he’d known her for all of his life and that there was a deep bond; although as yet undefined, between them.But one thing was clear to him. Nathan needed Brooke like he needed air to breathe. It was love at first sight!A few days passed while Nathan set himself up at the best motel the town offered. It was important that he stay there while his construction crew started to work on converting the winery int
The next day after another round of meetings, they had finalized the details of opening up the brewery plant.“Nathan, the location of this town is perfect. It’s cheaper to transport from here and the major cities of Texas are more or less at an equal distance from here. We should have set up our Headquarters here instead,” Gavin remarked as they sat in the lounge chairs on the balcony of Nathan’s room, drinking beer.Nathan sighed, looking at the huge expanse of the valley that could be seen from the balcony, “I know. I’m thinking about it.” He remarked very seriously.Gavin almost spilled his beer. “Nathan, I was just joking.” He coughed a bit and put his beer bottle down on the table between the chair
As was decided, Gavin burned the midnight oil and compiled a proposition overnight to buy the mansion. The next day, early in the morning,he met Nathan in the kitchen for breakfast. The breakfast spread was impressive. Pancakes with maple syrup, bacon, coffee, fresh fruits and cream. Gavin’s stomach grumbled the moment he saw the food piled on his plate. They both dug into the food and Gavin moaned as the first taste of well cooked bacon hit his taste buds. “Wow, this is awesome, man.” Gavin said with mouth full of food. “Don’t talk while you’re eating, Gavin.” Nathan remarked and watched as his friend nodded and concentrated on the food, while he went over the papers that Gavin had compiled as a proposal for purchasing the mansion. “You think the owner will take
A few days after that conversation, Brooke was sitting in her office, thinking morosely about all the ways she’d mess up his first meeting with Nathan. Because Brooke was sure she’d never be able to control her nerves around Bradford. Just when she thought about that Donald came running into his office.“Madam, there’s a Mr. Bradford here to see you.”Brooke’s eyes went comically wide. “What?! Are you sure?”“Unless I hallucinated, I’m pretty sure that the tall man with long hair standing outside in jeans and a plaid shirt is definitely Mr. Bradford,” Donald said in a excited voice.Brooke did not appreciate him thinking about her man. Wait, wha
Brooke decided to focus on other things. So what if she would never get to date the man, she could still try to get to know him as a person by working with him. “Before we do that, don’t you want to know how much I would charge you? The contract that is to be signed and the labor…”Brooke couldn’t complete her sentence because Nathan interrupted, waving his hands, dismissing the argument already, “No need for all that. I trust you know what you’re doing and you’ll be professional about it. My office will call you and take care of the nitty-gritty. Now please, would you be so kind as to accompany me?” Nathan looked imploringly at her, eyes all sad and pleading.Brooke never knew that humans had the ability to imitate the sad puppy look; which Nathan had almost perfected and Brooke found h
The entire tour went the same way. Nathan would ask Brooke to suggest the changes and Nathan getting more impressed with every idea. At the end of the tour, Brooke was buzzing with excitement at the thought that all her suggestions that she wanted to incorporate in the mansion were approved.“So, by what time would you be able to draw up the plans?” Nathan asked as they headed towards the car.“Well, the plans could be ready by the end of the week. I can show them to you then,” Brooke replied.“Wow, that’s fast. I’m impressed,” Nathan said, looking at Brooke intently, hoping his message was understood loud and clear that he was really impressed with the architect's ideas.