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＄Pulling up to the designated area, where the simple meeting would take place, a black car served as the transport to the deepest pockets of that city, wealth itself clad in refined clothing and a cold air. There was not much of a show to witness to those who watched the tall man leave the car, pressing expensive shoes against the outside pavement with a calm movement. It would be with a quick fix of his coat around those broad shoulders that the male took a step forward, starting the stride that would lead not only his own figure, but also four huge individuals wearing black suits and classic shades. Those entities would even open the doors to the stablishment and serve as totems along the path of Don, his gaze chilling to the bone and lacking any sort of emotion overall, expression of the ultimate poker face, hiding all thoughts from observation. Attitude comparable to the biggest ballers, it wouldn't be long until the Simple Wealth was within visible area of the girl soon to be the top dog of his guard, considering her strength, that overwhelming strength that Barragan found respectful, even if merely physical.

With the company of the four giants, serious as they could possibly be in their complexions, Donovan approached without care the woman in wait of him, muscular hands laid inside the coat's pockets and posture firm as stone. The natural air of superiority around this man would only be fought back by his stare directly into the orbs of his target, the hired brawn in feminine lines. Taking a few glances to what was around her, the one with the money gave a nod to himself before shifting focus towards the strong lady. "Just to make sure, you're Robin, right? Hope you haven't been waiting for too long" Albeit carrying kind words, the voice this man packed was rugged, considerably deep, not the kind of mix you would get in life without living through something tough and damaging. This hardship in his tone would only add to the physical presence, the muscular and imposing figure, and the atmosphere brought about by the human monsters surrounding his every step like minions obeying the alpha with the perfect posture and overwhelming power. Despite this, to gain a person such as the woman in front of him would be a great advantage against many, many things, if the words and the profile did truly reign sincere when it came to her abilities.＄

＄Raising an eyebrow to the comment made about the monkey suit, the business man glanced back around him towards the hired muscle making up his security team. Catching the idea of what Robin was talking about, there was nothing short of a fast chuckle given to the response. It was quite a fresh air kind of thing for someone to act so blunt with his figure in face of the men around and the notion of how purely wealthy he was. Don, facing the lady again, gave a simple understanding nod. "You can wear whatever you like as long as you wear something, otherwise my reputation might be dented" Packing only a serious tone with those words, it was clear that the individual was not taking the statement lightly. Due to his nature, focused so highly on the luxury and the gain, the man was not one to judge clothing, or if one worn any, for that matter. But on public areas, those that were in his company had to at least look presentable, in their own way, fitting to the situation, whatever that may be. And so, calmly, the decision of attire was left entirely on Robin's hands, especially as the outfit she had on was quite perfect for a somewhat low profile. Most people were left in the shadows in the presence of such a man like Donovan, calling all the shots and attracting the spotlights, from small minds to the big brains.

Continuing on, the man decided to take a seat a considerable distance away from the soon to be bodyguard, as to not push the boundaries of their fresh meeting. But, shifting eyes back on the female, intertwining fingers over his own lap, a single eyebrow was raised. "They can protect me from many things, but we know that some of the creatures out there could make quick work of them. I need a greater strength, something to call upon if, and when, my opposition decides to send their obscure forces against me" As blunt as a mace, his words were dry and straight to the point, knowing this info would be comparable to run of the mill problems most corporate heads possessed, but on this particular case, the danger was far deadlier. With so much power flowing around a single life form, the others in high places would literally kill for that wealth, and as a man of many connections, Barragan also collected many foes. Still, changing the pace of it all, Don extended a hand towards Robin, speaking with the same seasoned voice of a rough soul, calm and casual, "But, before we go further, let me introduce myself properly. I'm Don Barragan, and me, and my money, would appreciate if you remembered that"＄

＄Relaxed and well composed, the male heard the comment Robin had made and just lifted his skull an inch. Reflecting on it for a brief second, nothing was added to what had been stated, as it was just the sheer truth of how they were going to deal with one another. A relationship of money and nothing else, with her acting as the meat shield and as the main force on the offensive. The nickname given was not one unheard of to himself, but still, it was quite rare for him to just let some of that 'disrespect' just slide by without a warning or something. That just meant Don understood a fact, and decided to save his breath from engaging in that. In fact, the silence would continue on even as the strong woman made her marry way towards the guards under his payroll. As expected, their expressions were awfully serious, and paid the smaller figure nothing more than a glance or two. They were aware of her strength, but the impressive extent of it was only known to those in high places, such as the Barragan and his foes. Of course, they also were in search of Robin and her power, but the privileges granted him first pick, not wanting to deal with the superhuman on opposing grounds.

She was raw strength, his skills were too deadly, enough to maybe cause an irreversible dent on his rep, so it was about time to get himself a heavy hitter that could be carry the eyes of all that action while the Simple Wealth went around, doing his own things and fixing everything according to his will and iron fist. Surely there were others like herself roaming around, getting their fame up, and offering services, but Robin was the one Donovan felt most comfortable hiring. The small acts of disrespect were nothing to bear if she was to be thrown in the dangerous situations many fell to before. Well, it was a matter of good luck for her and him having money to keep her motivated. "Not specific, but enemies are plenty and always scheming, I needed a bigger gun to keep them at bay" Hoping she would understand what he meant, nothing else was said on that matter, his gaze shifting over to a different area of the place, questioning the value of the objects and people inside, so not only true monetary interest was flowing through his profitable mind.

Still, the most curious moment would be during their handshake, with the woman apparently taking a second or two to process what had to be done in such a common action. Yet, the small wait would come with a price for the high roller, the grip of her hand tensing around his fingers and fist like a slower bear trap closing up. Thankfully, his hands were tough and calloused from rigorous physical training in boxing, enough to withstand the handshake without losing composure. But, it had to be said that the rumors of her might were no doubt true, the muscles after his wrists indicating that clearly. "I didn't hire you for your brains, but I'm glad to hear so. You won't be leading the other guards, but will be the most important, so make sure to always be ready for a call. " Nodding lightly towards her at the end of the sentence, it was just to emphasize how vital being prepared for all situations was, at his disposal at all needed times. Furthermore, it was also known Donovan was not completely heartless, or at least, it didn't seem so to most, especially when he spoke things like the following. " You have a home of your own? A personal vehicle? Any issues and we can sort them out in no time, get the basics out of the way" Dead serious, the rich individual stared at Robin in wait of her answer, only a bit curious as to what she would reply.＄