Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 151(@200wpm)___ 121(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“Hi. My name is Kalera. I’m sorry if I shouldn't be in here. I wasn’t sure if I should…”
“No worries. If you tell me what you need, I will be more than happy to help you,” he says with his eyes more than friendly.
“Oh, thank you. I am just meeting with Mr. Baltierra. I will be fine waiting here for him.”
“I see. Well, he is in a meeting right now. Perhaps you would like for me to show you the cafeteria for some tea or coffee while you wait?” Tea would be nice, but it doesn’t feel right. “Oh come on. No harm. Right?” he says, his hand touching my elbow.
“Get your fucking hands off her, Claude.” I hear him say before I see him standing in front of his office door, with a beautiful put together woman behind him. Her eyes are big and confused until she looks over and sees me then they turn, evil and malicious. I feel myself begin to fidget under her scrutiny. Now I am questioning the outfit I chose. Do I look too immature? I thought I did a good job trying to make sure I looked like a city girl.
“Sir. I was just going to show this young lady…”
“You weren't going to show her anything but your back as you packed your shit and got the hell out of my building. Consider this your two-week notice. My accountant will be sure to send you a nice severance package.” The guy moves his mouth up and down before storming out of the office. I am about to say something to Stefano when his eyes narrow on mine, closing my mouth and turning to the woman behind him. “Make sure his card is deactivated and have Tucker confiscate it as he leaves the building.”
“Yes sir. However, are you sure you want to do this? I am sure your client would….” that answers that. Apparently, I don't look anything like I should be with him.
“She is not my client, Taylor. This is Kalera. She is the mother of my child and my…”
“Oh... is this the little girl you found to be the incubator for your heir? I see. Makes sense. She is a little young though, sir. I mean, you didn’t have to go through all of that. I would have been happy to give you a son. Had a bunch of fun trying…” Talk about a blow. She is right though. He could have his choice of anyone. Though to be honest, I want to punch the shit out of her every time she says the word ‘sir’ and touches his arm. Bitch better back off my man. I am about to tell her just that when Stefano beats me to it.
“That will be enough, Taylor. You will not stand in my office and disrespect my fiancée. She is worth a million of you, you lecherous bitch. I should have gotten rid of you a long time ago. Thank you for making it easier. Consider this your last day as well. You have ten minutes to clean up your shit. I will have Amber escort you and Tucker take your tag as well. Goodbye Miss Costas.” My eyes are burning with tears as I watch all of the chaos I somehow feel responsible for. The naughty bitch in me though is sticking her tongue out at the pinched face witch. She huffs and walks out of the door, screaming about her lawyer. I hang my head, feeling out of place and something I can't quite put my finger on. “Hey, hey, little one. Lift your head.” As soon as I do, a tear falls, hitting the floor making a sound as a ripple goes through the room. “Why are you crying?”
“I don’t know. Somehow I feel like this is my fault,” I say spreading and then dropping my arms.
“Baby girl, none of this is your fault. I will take the blame for both of these situations. Her ass should have been fired a long time ago. She has been crossing the line for quite some time, but she is good at her job. As for Claude, I just...seeing his hand on your elbow, turned everything red. I told you, I don’t like other men looking at you. Let alone touching you. My anger got the best of me, but I don’t give a fuck. I would fire everyone in this damn office if I thought they coveted you, my sweet girl. I am more than possessive over you and I won’t apologize for it. Now kiss Daddy.” He grabs me by the ass and lifts me slightly so legs are dangling and my arms are around his neck. I am biting and sucking his lips, frantically trying to unbutton his shirt. I am vaguely aware of him, trying to calm me. “Shh.. calm down baby. I know. I feel the heat too. Seems you like when your man is willing to end people for you, huh, little peach. Come on sweet girl, come back down. I need you too, but it is almost time for your surprise and naked inside of you would not be the best way to receive it.” His mouth kisses me slowly as he calms me. We barely have time to fix ourselves before his office door opens and I hear screaming.