LUCA_Her Ruthless Don by Theodora Taylor

Author:Theodora Taylor [Taylor, Theodora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942167112
Publisher: Rom Tell That
Published: 2018-06-02T16:00:00+00:00

Part IV

HIS TO DENY

Chapter 25

“Do you even want this job, Ms. Jones?” the woman on the other side of the phone asks. Her voice is so reedy with anger, you’d think I just told her I couldn’t come into the office to defuse a bomb instead of attend an all-hands-on-deck filing.

I try not to sigh audibly as I glance out the taxi’s window at Jahwar’s ultra-modern skyline. According to the internet, Jahwar is the largest and most populous city state in the United Arab Kingdoms. But I’m only getting brief glimpses of it as I talk to the associates manager from Liederman-Frankel, the intellectual property law firm I’ve been working at as a first-year associate since I finished law school last December. I’ve only been there for two months, not even long enough for my benefits to kick in, and from the sound of the associates manager’s deeply annoyed tone, I may not make it to that special three-month mark.

Do I want this job? Real talk…not really. Anyone who tries to tell you intellectual property law isn’t boring AF is probably spending most of their paycheck on drugs.

But do I need this job? Yes. Yes, I do. The money Asir and I made during the heyday of our His Majesty appearances was either embezzled by my father or got swallowed up in the estate case after his death. The grace period for the student loans I took out to finish school will end in less than four months. And let’s not even talk about the property taxes on the Alpine mansion in Northern Jersey, which is the only thing from my father’s hip-hop “empire” I’ve managed to hang on to.

With those details in mind, I answer pretty damn truthfully, “Yes, I want this job. And I am sorry I can’t come in this weekend. Believe me, I would if I could. But I’m in Jahwar for my best friend’s wedding—which I mentioned I would be going to in my interview…”

“Yes, you did mention it,” the associates manager concedes, “But I don’t see a formal request for time off in our system…”

I bite down hard to keep from pointing out that since my benefits still haven’t kicked in, I’m technically not eligible for time off or else I certainly would have asked for it. As it was, I’d been forced to leave work on Friday night for Jahwar and would have to leave shortly after the Saturday wedding to make it back in time for work on Monday. Now, if I’d had the choice, I would have preferred to make this expensive 12-hour trip without a one-day turn around and a quick change into my bridesmaid’s dress at the Jahwar airport.

But hey, I have two eighteen-year-old wards, student loans, and astronomical property taxes, so I needed this job more than I needed to yell at the associates manager for getting pissy with me for not coming in on what’s supposed to be my day off.

Also, the taxi has come to a stop in front of the largest set of wrought iron gates I have ever seen in real life.

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