Fight for Her #2 by JJ Knight

Author:JJ Knight [Knight, JJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bestselling, romantic suspense, boxing, fighting, romance, bestseller, suspense, serial, MMA, New Adult Contemporary Romance
Published: 2014-10-23T16:00:00+00:00

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Apparently our break from the work madness is already over. Minutes after I shove my bag into the drawer of my desk, rumors circulate that Anton himself is coming down to the rack room, where the fabrics are kept clipped to dozens of metal rolling stands. It’s where I work, along with two interns and a textile specialist.

The room is arranged in a system it took me months to understand, a combination of price, weight, fabric type, and how exclusive a print or texture is to Anton’s line.

I glance down at my outfit, hoping it will pass.

Anton is very exacting with his own appearance, and expects the rest of us to follow his example. Even as an intern, I was expected to wear current fashion and never to come to the office in discount-store mass-production outfits.

Those of us on tight budgets would share the news of sample sales and cram into basements to snatch anything we could get our hands on. It stressed me to no end when I first worked for Anton, but now I live for the thrill of the hunt. Finding a perfectly fitting rare item at a good price is my nirvana.

Those of us who lasted more than a few months — and many didn’t — got enough seniority to gain access to the discard room, designs that were intended to be ready-to-wear productions but for whatever reason didn’t survive the approval process to become an active line.

But the discards were risky. Employees were sometimes sent home after Anton spotted them wearing an outfit that it “pained” him to see after its failure to launch. Max, a friend of mine from technical design, ended up using his $1500 discard three-piece suit as a zombie costume for Halloween. He said he cried as he shredded the cuffs and pant legs, but he couldn’t wear it for anything else after Anton told him the suit was “a bigger disappointment than RuPaul’s Drag Race.”

For those of us who didn’t have trust funds or family ties that kept us fed and housed, shortcuts like this made the day-to-day difficulty of working for a major designer with high standards a little easier.

No one warned us that Anton would be in the office today, but luckily I am wearing a discard that was only adjusted slightly before becoming part of a successful line. The champagne-colored suit has pants with a wide flare to the bottom, a feature that was toned down in the final product. As long as I stand behind something, Anton will never notice I’m not wearing the current version.

The interns rush around, shoving spools of thread into drawers and hanging fabric samples back on their racks. Even Flora, a textile designer with ten years of experience, frantically pushes a fuzzy broom around to pick up loose bits of thread that have fallen beneath the tables.

“How can I help?” I ask. I have only had personal contact with Anton twice. One was my first day as an intern,

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