Page 4 of Harmonizing Hearts

“Fuck off.” I roll my eyes while we follow Emma.

Jill saves my back, walking near her. “The main meeting room? Like they have more than one?”

Emma’s cell phone trills and she opens what I think it’s a text but still she walks toward the elevators without looking up. “We have four meeting rooms upstairs and two conference rooms on this level. Two recording studios at the upper level but the offices are on the third level.”

The doors open and after a man greets her we get in.

“I bet we’ll get lost in here,” Charlie jokes.

“It’ll take you a few days and you’ll get used to the building, no worries.” Emma locks her cell phone back while the doors open again.

We follow her and the adrenaline pumps even more. The hallway that brings us toward the meeting room is a show for the eyes. The awards and pictures hanging on the walls showcase all the amazing work this label has done so far and I can’t wait to see our names on it too. Opening the door Emma steps aside and lets the guys walk in. I have a weird feeling about her, not weird in the meaning of creepy but not knowing what it is exactly drives me insane.

I stop in front of her, “Ladies first.”

Her smile is worth millions and it makes her eyes shine. “Thank you.”

“Jax,” William greets me, shaking my hand. “How’s it going?”

“Mr. Foster, I’m good, LA is pretty chaotic but it’s not that bad.” I chuckle while my eyes darts to Emma but she’s busy talking with a man.

“Hell no, I’m William. Mr. Foster is my Dad.” He laughs it off. “LA is not that bad, but trust me, the coast is even better.” He says while his eyes skirt toward the door. Mine do too. Angel and two men are walking in along with a group of built-up men. The meeting room, even if huge, now seems little as we shake hands with everyone.

“Let’s take a seat and have a chat, shall we?” Angel pats my arm, while leaning closer. “No need to be nervous, Jackson, SMD is just a crazy family.” Her smile somehow calms me.

I nod at her. “I’ll try.”

We approach the huge oval table placed in the middle of the room and I notice some folders are scattered on it. Holding a chair out, I let Jill to sit and then I do too. “Mrs. Montgomery, I wanted to start by thanking you for standing up for us.”

“Synder is a piece of shit. Always been. He knew you’d pique my interest and wanted to jeopardize the selection, making a fool of himself.” She shrugs with a devilish smile. “The show is recorded which means the episode haven’t gone live yet but will be this Friday evening, which gives us five days to walk you through how your life will be from now on if you want to sign up with us.”

“Honestly, I won’t give up on this amazing opportunity,” I admit, not that I want to or even think about it. Signing with one of the big five labels has always been our dreams.

“Good, let’s roll the dice then, but first of all I’m Angel, no boss, no Mrs. Montgomery or other nicknames either.” She pauses before laughing, “I’m not into formalities either, as I said I like to treat my staff as my family. If you ever need me for whatever reason I’m a call away. No matter the day or hour.”

I like it. Family means everything and that says a lot about how she runs SMD. It may be her golden ticket to have success in this business.

“Same goes for us,” Dex and I say in unison. We look at each other bumping our fists.

“That’s what I want to see, and thank you.” Her voice softens. “In front of you is a sample of our contract.”

“A sample?” I ask while peering at the pages in front of me.

“Of course, I want to be sure both of us are happy with all the terms in it. If you want to add anything else, feel free to discuss it. SMD offers a five-year contract as standard, then if you want, and I hope you will, to continue or not will be up to you.”

“Five years?” The awe in Charlie’s voice makes me hold back a smile. He’s not easy to surprise but damn, five years is a dream.

Reading the contract, my eyes lands on the six figures and the list of events.

Ours.

Exclusive.

And bigger than we could ever imagine.

Holy fuck!

Trying to hold back the emotions I feel right now seems impossible. My eyes stop on the program Angel has included in the folder and I feel so ready to take it seriously and give all of myself to music.

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