The Tycoon's Virgin Bride - Part 3 (The Corskovi Dynasty) by Ann King Read Free Book Online Page B

no different.
    “By the
way,” Duke said after clearing his throat, “part of the stipulation of the will
is that if for any reason you contest the will…you get nothing.”
    “Nothing?”
Carlos shot back, stunned. He felt fire course through his veins. His brothers
also looked up from their conversations as if they’d seen a ghost. The
atmosphere in the lawyer’s office turned frigid, tense.
    “Nothing,”
Duke whispered as he looked down, regret in his eyes, as if he, too, thought
that particular condition of John Kincade’s will was
harsh.
    Carlos’s
jaw clenched, every muscle in his body tensed up. He felt his blood run cold.
    Nothing? We’ll see about that.

 
    ***
    The
next day, Elsie Sherwood stood outside of the rotating doors of the glass
building of Kincade Corporation with her Starbucks
coffee in hand. She held the cup to her lips taking the last sip. Just what she
needed to calm her nerves and bring some alertness to
her day.
    Inside
she shivered with anxiety. She really needed this new position at Kincade . Failure was not an option.
    “All
set, kiddo?” her cousin Dee called out to her after dropping her off.
    “Almost,”
she lied.
    “You
know I never thought I’d see you working in a sex toy shop.”
    “It’s not
a sex toy shop,” Elsie snapped back. “It’s part of the Kincade Department store. It’s just another department within the store.”
    “Ah,
right,” Dee mocked, “the Home Pleasures department.”
Dee broke out into a laugh after trying to contain herself.
    Elsie
rolled her eyes. Dee was always mocking her growing up. Elsie had always been
the shy quiet one in the family. Dee was the wild child, done it all cousin.
But she was sure glad to be sharing her one-bedroom apartment after the bailiff
changed the lock on the door. Since her mother’s death and losing the home from
escalating medical bills prior to her death, it had all been one crazy ride.
    The
gentle September breeze kissed her skin with its coolness as Elsie held her
hair down with her free hand, ever so conscious of her scar on the side of her
hairline. She’d always managed to style her hair in a certain way so that it
wasn’t clearly visible.
    “Besides,
if I get this job it’ll be research for my class in Human Sexuality.”
    “Since
when are you taking a class on Human Sexuality?” Dee looked surprised.
    “Come
on Dee. Remember? I told you it was the only elective available to finish my
psych degree.”
    “Oh,
right. How convenient,” Dee smirked as she saluted her playfully before rolling
up the window to drive away.
    Elsie
grinned and turned around to enter the building. She threw the Starbucks cup
into the recycle bin just outside the doors after she’d taken her last sip.
    She
could not help but thinking, she’d covered her tuition for the fall but come
January, she’d be toast if she didn’t come up with another $15,000. What on
earth would she do? Once she’d graduated she could work as a Psychometrist in her field while she completed her Masters
and PhD program. “Looking forward and leaving the past behind.” That was her
new motto now. She’d been through her own share of heartbreak in her life and
she wasn’t about to let it mess up her future. She had to move forward for her
mother if nothing else.
    The
bottom line was she really did need this job. Like yesterday.
    It was
a controversial move from her part time job at Kincade’s in the café waiting tables. But it sure would pay a whole lot more while she
put herself through college. She was glad for the internal job posting for Kincade’s new department opening up soon. The pay would be
phenomenal and would offer her more hours to boot. The store required six full
time and four part time staff to rotate weekends, days and evenings. That would
fit around her classroom schedule perfectly. The job description specified the
candidates must be enthusiastic, approachable, knowledgeable about the products
(hmm, she’d thought that