The Bastard and the Heir by Eden Finley & Saxon James

Author:Eden Finley & Saxon James [Finley, Eden & James, Saxon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sadenverse Books
Published: 2024-01-17T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty-Three

WREN

Reason five hundred and sixty-four why I wouldn’t be able to do Darcy’s job: it’s only been a few hours of schmoozing with some fancy-ass college alumni, the dean, parents of current students, and some undergrads who no doubt paid their way in to this networking opportunity or have straight As or something, and I would rather stick a fork in my eye than have another conversation with one of them.

It’s all pompous talk to me. It’s like a game where they think whoever’s more pretentious will earn Darcy’s time, so it’s entitled rich guy after entitled rich guy talking about their accomplishments and offering opportunities to whoever will take notice.

When Darcy started introducing me around at the start of the night, he avoided the word “brother” and used weird phrasing like, “This is Wren Porter, the new executive associate at MediaCorp.”

This made people think I’m more important than I am. Because ever since then, I’ve had snooty men and women trying to impress me.

I’m so exhausted that for every new person who asks how I fit into the company, I tell them that up until a month ago, I worked in construction, knew nothing about business and that I still don’t. It just so happens I won the genetic lottery.

I’m at the point where I’m this close to saying Darcy picked me up from the side of the road and I don’t know what I’m doing here so they’ll stop asking questions.

Darcy might hate me for it, but that’s okay because I need him to hate me. Maybe then he’ll stop staring at me across the room like he wants to undress me and do things we didn’t get the chance to the first time round.

I don’t have the strength to say no to him. Hell, it wouldn’t even take him more than one word to get me to slip.

Yes.

Now.

Want.

Any of these, and I’d cave. Because I am so damn weak for him.

The later it gets, the less hope I have for getting back to Seattle tonight. Turns out, the Ritchersons might not own a private plane, but it’s easy to charter one. Because we didn’t know what time we’d be heading back, Darcy organized for us to come here in style.

And yes, it proved his point. I might not be a typical millionaire, and I don’t care for material things, but there is one huge indulgence I could become accustomed to, and that’s traveling the world in luxury planes. Turns out I do have a weakness when it comes to money.

I’m this close to demanding my own plane. With a bed. And a bathroom. I want a house in the sky. Maybe Darcy and I could live there.

When I finally get a chance to make my escape from boring talk, I stalk over to Darcy and interrupt his conversation. “So sorry to butt in. I really must steal you for a moment.”

Darcy looks as relieved as I do when he’s able to excuse himself.

Before anyone can pull either of us apart for another chat, I lead Darcy out of the function room and into the empty hall.

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