by Kira Blakely
“Hey, what’s that limo doing outside the clinic?” the vet asked. I tilted my head, not knowing what she was talking about and turned around. Sure enough, there was a black limousine right outside the clinic. I stood on my toes to peer down at the license plate, and I felt my stomach plummet as I recognized it.
I didn’t think they’d find me so soon.
“Who do you think it is?” the vet asked, and I sighed.
“It’s my father,” I grumbled. Her eyes widened and before she could ask me anything else, I walked out the door and glared at the car, waiting for my father to come out and give his latest spiel in getting me to come with him.
I wasn’t surprised when it was the driver that got out and bowed.
“Miss Charlotte,” he greeted.
“Where is he?” I asked.
“He is in an important meeting and ordered me to take you to the estate as soon as possible,” he answered.
“And I said not in a million years am I going there. What makes him think this day is gonna be different?” I asked in annoyance.
It was too late to ask me to be with him now after all my mother and I had gone through before she died. My father had seduced my mom while she was working as a maid in their household, and when his parents found out, they kicked her out and my mother had to work three jobs just to support herself when she found out she was pregnant with me. I could still remember my mother’s crying face when she begged my father’s family to take me in because she was dying and she didn’t want me to be alone. But all they did was laugh and cast her out, and my mom died a miserable death.
And my good for nothing father did nothing but watch it all happen.
It wasn’t fair to be treated that way when the only crime my mother committed was to fall in love with a man who was way out of her league. My father had whisked her off with flowery words and promises, and by the time she finally knew the truth – that he was about to marry someone else – it was too late and she was already pregnant with me.
My mother had worked hard to support both of us, and when she died and I didn’t know what to do but go and ask them for help, they did the same thing they did to us all those years ago. They threw me out.
And now, for some reason, they want me to be with them like nothing ever happened? Fat chance.
I was about to walk back inside the clinic when the driver answered.
“He suffered from a heart attack a few days ago,” he said solemnly.
That stopped me in my tracks.
“Miss Charlotte, the doctors think that the stress of running the company is finally getting to him. They suggested–” he started to explain but I cut him off, glaring at him.
“Oh, that he wants me to take his place? To be the solution to his problem?” I cried. Where was he when I was suffering? And now that they have a problem, they want me to just accept the responsibility as if nothing had ever happened?
“Please, Miss Charlotte. At least come to the estate first and hear it all from Mr. Jameson himself,” the driver said, bowing to me once more. I sighed heavily, unsure of what to do. I still hated them for what they did, but at the same time I want to know what my father had to say and why he was so adamant that I see him. I glanced back towards the shop and, as if he knew I was looking at him, the black lab wagged his tail excitedly. And then a light bulb flashed in my head at that moment.
“Fine. Take me to him,” the driver’s eyes lit up and he bowed gratefully again. “But,” I added, holding my forefinger up in front of me, “I have one condition.”
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About the Author
For years, all Kira ever wanted to do is write her own books. After ghost writing a few best sellers for other authors, she realized it was time to start taking credit for her own work. Her personal struggles in relationships and finances had driven her to start doing what she loves, which is writing full time.
She first took to writing when she was a teenager. She fell in love with a boy who didn’t love her quite as much as she loved him. She admits this was partly due to her being slightly overweight and seriously insecure. This painful experience drove her to start practicing her craft. If she couldn’t have the love of her life, she would create Mr. Right in her romance novels, and maybe give him a few embellishments, lol.
Through the experience of dieting, somewhat, and doing what she love’s full time she has gained back some confidence and found companionship, half man half kitty, and has found her calling.
We hope you enjoy her books and wish you the best in this crazy thing called life.
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