Title: Crueler Intentions
Chapter Title: Sweet Smell Of Bassness
Author: Shelby
A/N: Thank you for all the lovely reviews. I'm still catching up on replying.
Extra Note: This chapter title was derived from the movie Sweet Smell Of Success.
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Chuck stood at the head of the table and lifted his chin to radiate the impression of power. His glance rested on each member of the board equally and then flitted past them—to Jake. He indulged in the disconcerted smile his opponent now wore. Then suddenly, Chuck's lips produced a shadowy laughter.
"Are we to ever learn what has caused such unbecoming uproar in you, Chuck?" Jack seethed, interrupting. His eyes narrowed into slits and all pleasantries were retracted. It was no longer Mr. Bass, but only Chuck.
Chuck stopped his laughter, but the pompous smirk remained. He moved in a swift movement to circle the board table like a shark.
"It has come to my attention that esoteric knowledge has been passed around with an intent to leave me in the unknown," Chuck proclaimed with a sharp tongue.
Each member of the board shifted uncomfortably. They all knew what he spoke of whether they had considered defying him or not.
Jake stood and turned to him. "And where exactly did this oh so credible source come from?" he challenged, not expecting the other man to own up to it. But oh how wrong he had been.
Chuck shrugged, "From the woman we're both sleeping with. She just happens to enjoy ruffling my sheets more than yours." He winked at him.
Jake's face fell almost to the floor and he instantly sunk back into his seat. He then shook his head in pure denial. "Blair would not betray me like—"
"Blair Waldorf would betray anyone for Chuck Bass. You should really consider hiring a PI the next time you decide to sleep with someone so brilliant," Chuck intervened in a bragging manner. He was in front of the table again, always keeping their minds alert and eyes moving.
Jake's lawyer shook his head and sighed, "Disregarding Miss Waldorf, the pertinent point here is that you have been informed of my client—"
"Your pathetically pretentious client has tried to persuade my board into denouncing me. However, I assure you when we leave here today every one of you will realize it was one of the most severe mistakes you have ever made."
"No one crosses Chuck Bass," Chuck stated dangerously. He then folded his hands behind his backs and leaned upward on his heels.
"You shall find a folder placed in front of you, all of you. In that folder is the most damaging blackmail one could ever find on each of you. And if you so much as take one more step in the direction of my disgraceful opponent," Chuck motioned towards Jake, "It will be released and your business profession terminated."
Jake scoffed, "This is how you work? Treating members of the board with threats?" He looked upon him in disgust.
Chuck remained unaffected though. Instead he recited, "A very wise and astoundingly sexy woman once said you can't make people love you, but you can make people fear you. I choose to live by those words, but take them for what you will."
He then packed up his brief case and started towards the door. "I expect to see you all here tomorrow without complications," he sounded.
Then he stopped, holding the door ajar as he stood in it. He called upon the other man one last time. "Oh and Jake—"
Jake looked up both crossed and forsaken.
Chuck smirked, "If you hadn't figured it out yet, my Bitch is no longer pretending to be yours. She has her Basstard back."
The door closed. Jake had lost, but then again was there ever any chance of winning when Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass were working against him?
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A/N: How was that for a Chuck Bass takedown?
UPDATED A/N: This story was deleted by the site due to a mistake on my part in the story's description. I am currently re-uploading it.