Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25085 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
It was a trying day; it always is when you’re dealing with people who didn’t want to accept facts. Who didn’t want to move on when it was time. I was at the end stage of my last takeover and I guess it was still hard for some of these good old boys to be shown up by the kid from the Bronx. Forget my training and outstanding record at one of the nation’s leading institutions, all they saw when they looked across a conference table at me was a thug. It was always a pleasure rubbing my success in their faces, walking away on top. I didn’t have an axe to grind there was no hidden grudge because of my poor beginnings. No, it was just the satisfaction of knowing that I’d proven them wrong. They hated everything about me. The fact that I hired street kids as interns, or that I used my money to start little clubhouses for children of lesser means, you see I didn’t just sign a check and put it away. I was more hands-on than that. My wife and I reveled in our ability to make a difference in the lives of some young kid who wouldn’t have had the opportunity otherwise.
“Well I guess that’s it gentlemen, if you’ll excuse me I have to be somewhere.” I got up to leave the table where I’d just signed the deal to take over the company once run by my ex lover’s father. He hadn’t been too thrilled with the way things had turned out but in the end it hadn’t really been up to him. The board had decided and the electric bracelet the government had clamped around his ankle until his trial begun in a few months pretty much took whatever power he had away.
She looked stunning. In her preferred color of winter white with sapphires at her throat and ears. Her eyes bright with her budding excitement she was the most beautiful thing in the room.
“I’m not too late am I?”
“No you’re fine. How do I look?”
“Perfect, stop stressing I told you everything’s going to be fine. The press are ready to come in and set up are you ready?”
“I think so.”
“ Come here.” I took her little face in my hand and kissed her forehead for good luck. “You’ll do fine baby stop worrying.”
The evening was going well as far as I could see; the fashion show was a big hit, in fact I think she’d sold out most of the things she’d showcased. I was proud to see that she not only knew what she was doing but that she was actually enjoying it. In the last few weeks she’d done her homework and I’d helped her of course. With my head for business and her fashion sense I knew this would be the perfect enterprise for her. Now as I watched her working the room I felt I huge sense of pride. This had been a great idea after all. And even with a new baby coming I didn’t see any reason why it wouldn’t work. When she’d thrown up this morning for the first time I hadn’t corrected her when she thought it was nerves from the coming opening. It was exactly four weeks since the day I knew I’d bred her, but still I kept that knowledge to myself. Let her have her night, let her enjoy this moment for what it is. Then tomorrow I’ll give her something else to celebrate.
“That was just amazing. Did you see how many women bought? I think I have orders for everything in the show and we’re not even open for another two days. And Priscilla says we have pre orders online. Thanks again for insisting I get an assistant she’s a Godsend.”
“You’re welcome, see I told you it would be fine.” We’d been home for a half an hour and she was still flying high.
“Come here, I think I want to taste some of that fire you’ve got going on over there.”
She blushed as she walked in her stocking feet over to where I stood next to the bed.
“Did I tell you how handsome you looked tonight?” Her arms went around my neck as she smiled seductively.
“You weren’t too bad yourself.”
“I wanted to scratch every other woman’s eyes out for looking at you like they wanted to take you home.” Her voice was still playful so I knew she wasn’t serious.
“Well you got to bring me home, they didn’t.”
“That’s right, this is all mine.” She ran her fingernail down the center of my chest beneath my unbuttoned shirt before licking me there.
“Did you drink tonight baby?”
“No, you know I don’t drink when I’m working why?”
“No reason, it’s just that you seem a little I don’t know uninhibited I guess is the word.”