Society Girl by Alys Murray

Author:Alys Murray [Murray, Alys]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary, musician, NA Romance, Bet, humorous dark comedy, New York City, Saga Fiction, Cruel Intentions, Mean Girls, Contemporary Literary Fiction, Single title Romance, Alys Murray, Contemporary American Fiction, Mystery & Suspense Romance, Wrong Side of the Tracks, Heartbreak, City Life Fiction, Entangled Publishing, English Lord, college, Secret Society, coming of age, Oxford University, first love, Women's Literary Fiction, New Adult & College Romance, Embrace, Dark Romance, legacy, Boys club, Romance, new adult romance
ISBN: 9781640638532
Google: t0OiDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07V41F46H
Goodreads: 43895061
Publisher: Entangled: Embrace
Published: 2019-08-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Sam had only been invited into her father’s office once. When she first arrived at Ashbrooke over two years ago, he’d called her into his chamber to “discuss the practicalities” of her new life. It was clear, from the tense set of his shoulders to the terse, clipped sentences he directed at her, that he’d not been as eager as his son to welcome her into their home. He spoke of family, honor, and her new duty to her station before dismissing her without an invitation to ever return.

But when she woke up on the morning of Daniel’s open mic night, she also woke up to a small card under her door that read:

From the Desk of Lord Thomas Dubarry.

My office. Ten thirty.

Direct. Blunt. Not necessarily the flowery cards she expected other children got from their parents, but it was something. A chance to talk to him one-on-one, something he hadn’t voluntarily done since her first week home. So, at ten thirty a.m., with her hair set in a perfect bun and her reliable blazer-trousers combination pressed, she knocked on her father’s door, hoping he couldn’t hear the nervous gurgle of her stomach through the thick wall separating them.

“Come in.” She did so, revealing the room behind. Lord Dubarry’s office reflected the man it belonged to, though he surely had inherited the interior design rather than selected it. Dark stains on the oak paneling glinted from the fireplace’s light. The rich brown and maroon decor soaked up all of the heat. His hand-carved desk was stacked high with papers and a brand-new computer. A china teacup steamed the air. A painting of the man in his younger years and a hunting dog Sam had never seen before hung over the mantel, reigning above his domain. Despite having invited her and despite the fact that he’d set the appointment, he didn’t glance up from his computer, nor did he greet her or offer her a chair.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yes. I received a telephone call from Reginald Wavell’s father.”

A good moment passed before Sam remembered that Captain wasn’t his real name. Reginald was. She stepped closer to the fire to warm the sudden chill from her bones.

“Oh? And what did he have to say?”

“He was rather concerned, actually. Said something about your dating our mechanic even though Reginald’s made his interest in you clear.” With his thin, gold-rimmed reading glasses firmly at the end of his nose, he delivered a brutally invested stare. Brutal because he’d never been this invested in her before. His voice dropped from lightly distracted to pointed and low. “I don’t mind anything you do with the help, but stories like this can’t be getting out, do you understand?”

“I’m just—”

“If you’re going to be a member of this family, you’ll do everything that requires. Getting into Oxford was a good start. Animos is even better. But we have a reputation. We have a duty to this house and our name, do you understand?”

“He’s my Mud Duck. I have to cultivate him.

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