Getting Lucky

Getting Lucky

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By:  Ali ParkerOngoing
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This guy could offer me the moon, and I’d hand it right back. Never in a million years did I expect to run into the biggest crush of my childhood. But, of course, I have. And I’m reporting to him at the new company I landed a big-time job at. Arrogant. Hot as hell. Total jackass. Why he’s still single is no mystery to me. He’s not willing to settle down. He’s always been that way, and as far as I’m concerned, he always will be. But, boy, is he beautiful to look at. Every part of me screams "run" as my insides turn to mush. No. Not me too… Not again. I should be immune by now. I know him far too well to fall into this hopeless pit of adoration again. But maybe there’s a way around it. It’s his power that drives me over the edge of insanity. If I were the boss instead of him, I’d hold all the cards. Good thing I’m always up for a challenge. Funnily enough, this guy thinks he’s going to score. He might have to redefine what getting lucky looks like after me. At least, that’s the plan.

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Chapter 1

Fired

KADEN

There was no place better to be during the fall season than New York City. I’d experienced fall at Harvard, in Texas, and in too many other states and countries to bother mentioning. Growing up as the son of a Fortune 250 company owner, I had traveled a lot.

The traveling made me uniquely qualified to make the sweeping statement that there was no place better to experience the season than right here in the city I’d called home for the last five years, and planned to call home for the next fifty—at least.

Once the next fifty years were done and I was seventy-seven, then perhaps the allure of retiring to Florida would become too much for me to handle, and I’d move. But for now? New York was stuck with me.

Whatever arguments could be made for any other city in the world during fall, New York kicked their ass. The weather was cool enough to drink proper beer again, not that watered-down shit I hosed my insides with during summer. I could drink whiskey neat without it being warm and making me look like a total idiot. The mosquitoes were finally gone, and the fall concert scene was fucking brilliant. It was goodbye to the golden-oldies arena tours, and hello to the greats.

And yet, none of those things mattered right now because I was stuck inside one of the sixty-something-story skyscrapers that formed the skyline of my beloved city, and I was about to fire an incompetent fuck for being, well, an incompetent fuck.

The fuck ranted on and on. “I’ve done everything you’ve asked me to do. I’ve done more than you’ve asked of me, actually. Half the shit I do isn’t even near my job description.”

I turned away from the view outside my fifty-eighth-story office window calmly, and I arched an eyebrow. “Really? You’re arguing that you’ve done everything I asked of you? You think you’ve done more than I expected?”

I picked up a thin stack of paper files from my desk and looked him square in his weaselly eyes as I dropped them back onto it one by one. “Jefferson, you forgot to make the trade. Khartoum, you lost the client two million because you didn’t do your homework. Collins, you know what you did to Collins.”

The investment banker I was berating worked at my dad’s firm—my firm one day. His name was John, but incompetent fuck worked just fine.

He heaved out an exasperated sigh, his hands flying to his hair. “Those kinds of things happen. If I didn’t have to—”

I lifted a hand, frowning so hard that the line between my eyebrows felt like the Grand Canyon. “Are you actually trying to make excuses? And did I hear you right? These kinds of things happen? Because they don’t. Not on my watch.”

“If I wasn’t doing the work of five people, it wouldn’t have happened,” he insisted stubbornly. “You can’t expect us to work eighty hours a week and not make mistakes.”

I scoffed, shaking my head. “I work more than eighty hours a week, and you don’t see me making mistakes like that.”

“Well congratu-fucking-lations, Kaden. But I’m not you. I didn’t grow up in this game. I’m doing the best I can, but realistically, it’s not feasible to do everything you expect me to do.”

“More excuses.” I flicked my wrist, fighting to stay calm. “You’re not performing how I expect anyone on my team to be performing. That’s it. End of story. I’m not interested in excuses.”

“Look, you’re focusing on my mistakes only. I’ve done some good work here. Think about it. I landed the Donnelly account, I got Smith out of that bind with the SEC, and I made Parker five bar.” Frustration came off him in waves.

Christ. If the guy wanted a cookie for doing his job on Donnelly and Parker, he came to the wrong place. As for the other thing... “Smith wouldn’t have been in a bind with the Securities and Exchange Commission if it wasn’t for you. All you did was pick up the phone to call your investigator friend to clear up a misunderstanding you caused.”

His shoulders slumped, hatred burning in his dull brown eyes as he clenched his fists. Aggravation was written all over him. It might as well have been stamped on his forehead. “You’re wrong. That wasn’t my fault. What do you know about it, anyway? You weren’t even there. You were probably off partying with your billionaire boys’ club friends on a yacht somewhere.”

“There is no club,” I shot back calmly, tempted to roll my eyes. If this idiot thought he was going to get a rise out of me by insinuating I was nothing but a rich party boy, he was going to be disappointed.

I’d been dealing with shit like that all my life. It rolled off me like water from a duck’s back. I knew that I kept my head down and I worked hard, just like I always had. I didn’t have anything to prove to anyone, John included.

“I wasn’t there because I was doing what you should have been doing in the first place. Working. I heard about every single thing that went down with the SEC. Who do you think drew up the reports?” I pointed my thumb at myself. “Me. I drew them up because you went missing for two days after.”

“I was sick,” he protested loudly, throwing his hands out to his sides.

“You were hiding,” I retorted, turning my back on him to look out over the city once more. His face was begging for a punch, so it was best I didn’t look at him right that minute. “Now, I’m not looking for any more excuses. If you want to keep working here, give me one good reason to keep you on.”

There. Human resources would be proud. I was doing a stellar job pretending I hadn’t already made up my mind that he was about to get fired, no matter what he said. The reality was that he just wasn’t Marx Incorporated material.

Our people couldn’t be afraid of working the hours we did. They couldn’t cower in a corner after they fucked up, feigning illness, and they definitely couldn’t come to me with bullshit excuses. John had done all of those things on several occasions, and I was over it.

He also complained regularly and loudly. I didn’t like complainers. Toughen the fuck up. That was my motto. Complaining wouldn’t get you anywhere in life. You had to grab life by the proverbial balls and squeeze every last drop out of it. John didn’t have the grab or the squeeze in him, which made this an easy decision for me.

He cleared his throat behind me, but I didn’t turn around. I was bored of this. It was midday, and the city outside was thrumming with an energy I couldn’t feel from all the way up here. I was desperate to get down onto the streets for just a couple of minutes to grab lunch and a coffee.

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Great story, just love all your books! Every book has humor, romance, suspense, and such unique stories! Thank you Ali Parker!
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Thanks author - sent gems. Cant wait to binge read this once completed. Appreciate your work & have read your books! I love that you publish chapters in bulk/book complete so as it is not partial update daily that takes so long.
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Fired
KADENThere was no place better to be during the fall season than New York City. I’d experienced fall at Harvard, in Texas, and in too many other states and countries to bother mentioning. Growing up as the son of a Fortune 250 company owner, I had traveled a lot.The traveling made me uniquely qualified to make the sweeping statement that there was no place better to experience the season than right here in the city I’d called home for the last five years, and planned to call home for the next fifty—at least.Once the next fifty years were done and I was seventy-seven, then perhaps the allure of retiring to Florida would become too much for me to handle, and I’d move. But for now? New York was stuck with me.Whatever arguments could be made for any other city in the world during fall, New York kicked their ass. The weather was cool enough to drink proper beer again, not that watered-down shit I hosed my insides with during summer. I could drink whiskey neat without it being warm and
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The Old Man
KadenBeing out on the street energized me, recharged me. All morning, I’d been dealing with shit and screw-ups. My office was a sanctuary in this building, but the events of the morning had tainted it.My one occasional concession to my “I’m actually only twenty-seven” side was a walk along the sidewalk, blending in and becoming anonymous. It allowed me to breath and regroup before coming back to the firm I was being groomed to take over when the time came.Not that my dad was anywhere near turning over the reins. The man would probably come back to the office to check on a few last things before his own damn funeral. He was a machine.John, however, wasn’t. And he was starting to eat into the few minutes I would have for my walk before my next round of meetings this afternoon. Hooking my hands into my pockets, I turned back to him. “Well?”He glowered at me, his eyes narrowed. “I’m a good worker, and you know it. That’s why you should keep me on. My mistakes aren’t that bad in compa
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Packing Up
EMBERWith a beer in one hand and a roll of packing tape in the other, I carefully made my way across the hardwood floors of my small student apartment in Cambridge. Those floors had heard me laughing, crying, and had me sleeping on them from time to time over the past three years.Tomorrow, I was leaving behind my sweet little apartment on Harvard’s campus and heading for New York City. How I was going to fit all the boxes scattered around my apartment into my car, I had no idea.At least I wasn’t going alone. My best friend Gracie was coming with me. Surely between our two cars, we would be able to fit all this crap. I toed one of the smaller boxes out of my way and flopped onto my gray couch one last time, lifting the tepid beer to my lips.Drinking beer on my couch wasn’t going to help me get done packing any sooner, but since I was leaving student life behind and hadn’t indulged nearly as much or as often as some of my friends, I figured I’d better make the best of my last twenty
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We'll Do Great Things
EmberBut I’d decided against it. I was who I was, and I was fine with it. Happy, even.Gracie eyed me as she took another sip of her beer. She climbed up on my kitchen counter where her legs dangled while she contemplated whatever she wanted to say. I waited it out, knowing she would tell me when she was good and ready.While I waited for her, I checked all the cabinets in the kitchen to make sure they were empty. Eventually, Gracie said, “Cambridge has been our home for three years. Do you honestly expect me to believe you’re not in the least bit nervous about moving away?”I shrugged, closing the last cabinet door and checking the kitchen off my mental to-do list. “I’m excited. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous at all, but it’s more nervous excitement than plain old nerves.”“How are you so calm about this?” she asked, frowning into her beer. “I wish I was more like that. You’re so confident about everything. This move is looming ahead of me like a big, black hole, and yo
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Catching Up with Ryan
KADENThank God it was fucking Friday. If there wasn’t already a song written about it, and if I could carry a tune to save my life, I might have written a song about it to celebrate.Fridays were usually a joyous occasion in my life, but today was even happier than usual since this week had sucked balls. As I’d promised myself I would, I got my work and John’s work done.But it had been five days of hell. The guy’s files were a mess, even more so than I had expected. It took me hours before I could tell elbow from ass of what was going on with those clients.Since my life was also most decidedly not a musical, singing and songwriting to celebrate was out of the question. Drinks after work with my best friend, however, was just what the doctor ordered.I triumphantly hit print one last time and stapled the papers of my proposal together. Opening the file in question, I dropped the proposal inside and added it to my pile of work completed for the week.It was more of a tower than a pil
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Typical Woman
Kaden“The usual.” I didn’t bother fighting the urge to roll my eyes. Ryan knew me better than most. He knew about my history with my dad, too. “To shit on me for nothing, just because he can. I fired a douchebag on Monday, but Dad thought I was being an idiot for not waiting until today to do it. He made me do the guy’s work to prove his point.”“Harsh,” Ryan commented, but he didn’t look surprised. Dad was nothing if not predictable when it came to how he treated me. “How’d you get it all done? You’re already busy as fuck. I would’ve told my boss to go fuck himself if he tried passing off someone else’s work on me.”“Telling Dad to go fuck himself wouldn’t end well.” Antagonizing my dad was a surefire way to have to spend even more time with him, since he was like a dog with a bone. He wouldn’t let it go. He would keep me there, berating me until kingdom came. I didn’t have time for that shit.Ryan shrugged, pursing his lips. “That’s family, I guess. Telling them to go fuck themselv
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Happy Birthday
EMBER“Happy birthday to you,” Gracie said, raising her glass of champagne toward me. “I hope all your dreams come true this year.”“Thank you.” I smiled, clinking my glass against hers. We had completed our trek to New York and moved into our loft that week. It was all finally starting to feel real, and it was thrilling.Neither Gracie nor I had ever been to New York before, but it was turning out exactly like I thought it would. Both of us had seen enough movies shot there and read enough about it to know what to expect, but what books and movies couldn’t possibly convey was the electric atmosphere in the city.It didn’t smell great, and our loft was a little smaller than what we had imagined, but I was already falling in love with the city. Waking up here on my birthday and knowing I was going to be calling it home for the foreseeable future was incredible. It really did feel like a new beginning where anything was possible for the year that lay ahead. An eternal optimist, I was no
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No Word From Him
EmberGracie pulled me back to our conversation. “Well, banish those thoughts right now. We could end up working for some old codgers. You don’t want to be thinking about that when it’s a wrinkly old man you report to.”“Codgers?” I choked on the sip of wine I had been taking as I laughed. “Really?”Gracie pouted, but the corners of her lips betrayed her smile. “No, not really. I don’t know why I said that. I just get nervous talking about it.”“Sex or the job?”“Both,” she admitted. “Speaking of old codgers, do you know who we’re going to be working for?”I lifted my shoulders and shook my head. “Does it matter? They’re not going to be bothered with a couple of lowly college graduates anyway. I don’t know who owns the company or who the managers are, but I don’t really care either. Do you?”She sucked both lips into her mouth, a contemplative glaze coming over her eyes as she thought. “I would have liked to know a little bit about them. It might help us feel more prepared. Did you me
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Introductions
KADENMonday, fucking Monday. The office was a hive of activity when I arrived, and phones were ringing off the hook. Several of my colleagues were involved in a heated debate about something. Secretaries and personal assistants were bustling around, delivering stacks of paperwork and snapping into phones.Printers hummed because who needed the rain forests, right? Heels clacked, and the coffee machines were working overtime.The silence in my private office was almost deafening by the time I closed the door behind me. My own assistant had been busy this morning, I saw as I approached my desk with my coffee in hand and sat down.A few neat piles of paper waited for my signature, colorful flags marking the spots I had to sign. My computer was already on, but I had to enter my password to get into it. The screens mounted on my walls were also on and set to the channels I needed.Dropping my hands to my jacket, I unbuttoned it and was starting to take it off so I could roll up my sleeves
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Who is She?
KadenCubicles made up of white partitioning spread like a maze across the floor. There were no personal effects around the workspaces yet. No doubt, the picture would be a little different in a couple of weeks as the recruits settled in.But for now, it was stark. White. Impersonal and organized. The energy here was different too. The air was thick with nervousness, apprehension, uncertainty, and hesitation, with just a touch of pride and cockiness for having made it this far.If only they knew what was waiting for them. Half of them wouldn’t last a month, and that was out of those who would still have a job come lunchtime.I found the recruits and the trainer, a guy I thought was called Craig, in the big conference room at the back. He was in the middle of a slideshow presentation showing the layout of the building and the emergency exits when I opened the door.He did a doubletake when he saw who was disturbing him, his brown eyes widening as he stammered, “Mr. Marx. Sir, I, uh, I
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