Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 52699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to open it.
Subject: Your First Day of Work…
Dear Miss Tanner,
It's currently nine o'clock in the morning, which means you're already two & a half hours late for your first day of work at Hamilton & Associates.
During your interview, you waxed poetic about your obsession with "being on time" and promised to be "one hundred percent accountable," but clearly, that's a goddamn lie.
Then again, to be fair, I lied to you during your interview as well. I told you that it was nice to "meet" you, but I guess now is the time to admit that we've met before.
You took my online class at Harvard, and you never turned in your final paper. Instead, you sent me a dirty list that was meant for your boyfriend: Things I Want You to Do to Me in The Bedroom.
I gave you an 'A' for amusement, but for the record, if you have to beg a man to "go down on [you]," or "give you a night of orgasms while whispering filthy things into your ears," you're probably fucking the wrong guy.
Nonetheless, when you finally do decide to show up to work, I expect you to stick to discussions about the law, not anything personal. I don't want you to ever take my rare moments of kindness for weakness. (I don't have any.) In fact, this email is probably the longest stretch of words I'll ever say to you.
Stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours.
Now that our formal introduction is out of the way, I'll assume that you're currently on your way into my office.
Welcome to the firm,
Damien Carter
Oh my fucking God…
DISORDERLY CONDUCT (N.)
1) ACTIONS THAT DISTURB OTHERS. 2) MINOR CRIMINAL OFFENSES, SUCH AS PUBLIC DRUNKENNESS, LOITERING, DISTURBING THE PEACE, AND LOUD THREATS OR PARTIES
DAMIEN
Elizabeth walked into the firm at five minutes past noon, slightly wobbling in towering stilettos and holding her black blazer shut.
Maybe she’s having good sex now after all.
Her eyes met mine as she moved through the lobby, and I motioned for her to meet me at the elevator.
“Good morning, Mr. Carter,” she said.
“You mean, afternoon?”
“Yes, afternoon.” She blushed. “I really apologize for this, and I hope you won’t hold it against me.”
“Did you get my email?”
She blushed again. “Yes.”
“Good.” I sipped my coffee. “Want to give me a plausible reason why someone would risk being late for their first day of work?”
Her lips parted into a perfect “O,” and I envisioned how they would feel wrapped around my cock.
Okay, you have to go, Miss Tanner.
I was determined to fire her at the end of this month, no matter what Andrew said.
Several seconds passed, and not a single word slipped from her lips.
“Let me guess,” I said as we entered the car. “Your car finally gave out and you had to push it here?”
“No, it’s—” She shook her head. “It’s completely inexcusable and it’ll never happen again.”
“It better not.” I tried not to stare at her as we rode to the fifteenth floor. “You’ll get an official tour later, since we’re behind on the day. Take out your phone and record these notes, because I don’t like repeating myself.”
I waited for her to do so, but she pulled a pen and paper out of her purse.
“Miss Tanner,” I said, “you need to use your phone.”
“I don’t have my phone today. Someone stole it.” She paused. “They stole my car, too.”
“They might’ve done you a favor by doing the latter,” I said. “Pen and paper it is, then.”
She looked at me expectantly, her stunning eyes flashing that “caution” sign again, and I lost my train of thought.
Okay. I need to find a way to fire you at the end of this week.
DISCOVERY (N.)
THE ENTIRE EFFORTS OF A PARTY TO A LAWSUIT AND HIS/HER/ITS ATTORNEYS TO OBTAIN INFORMATION BEFORE TRIAL THROUGH DEMANDS FOR PRODUCTION OF DOCUMENTS
ELIZABETH
My heels clacked against the firm’s marble floors as I followed Mr. Carter from office to office. I wasn’t sure if the strange looks we were getting from the other associates were for him or me, but I had a feeling there wouldn’t be a welcoming committee today.
“You’re the only first-year associate we’re hiring this season, and you’re the youngest person on our staff,” Mr. Carter said, leading me down a hallway. “But that doesn’t mean that we’ll go easy on you, clear?”
“Clear.”
“I work a minimum of eighty hours a week, and since we’ve been paired together, that means you’re required to do the same.”
“My offer letter said that I would only be required to work sixty hours a week.”
“Some of my clients may call for emergency assistance during odd times.” He continued talking, ignoring my comment. “You’ll travel with me whenever that happens. Do you have any questions?”
“Yeah.” I looked at my notepad. “I have quite a few.”