Contents ( 40)
- THE KING
- A. RIVERS
- Contents
- Prologue - 7 years earlier
- Present Day
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Epilogue
- Also By Alexa Rivers
- Fighter’s Heart – Excerpt
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
“No.” I’d have been a fool to expect anything else.
“Good. I’ll have someone send over a contract tomorrow.”
When the call ended, I packed my laptop into my bag and slung it over my shoulder. Perhaps it made me a coward, but I didn’t want to be around when Tom found out what I’d done.
I slunk out the side exit, down the stairs, and out of the building. Then I caught a bus home. When I arrived at our apartment, Sage was out—probably at yoga. I frowned, noticing the book I’d been reading on the coffee table. I could have sworn I’d left it in my bedroom. I shook my head. I was going crazy.
I opened my laptop and typed a brief resignation email, which I sent to the human resources manager rather than Tom.
Then I waited for the fireworks.

“He offered you a job?” Sage asked as she sipped her green smoothie.
I resisted the urge to pull a face. I drank one every now and then when she insisted, but no matter how they tasted, the texture was enough to put me off. Meanwhile, Sage lingered over them like she was enjoying a latte. Not that she’d ever put caffeine into her system. She insisted she didn’t need the extra kick, and she was probably right.
“Yes, and I took it.”
She assessed me in that special way she had that made me feel as though she could read my soul. “So what will you be doing for him?”
“Launching their social media presence.”
She smiled. “That’s a great opportunity for you. I’m glad you said yes.”
“I didn’t agree because of that.” Although I couldn’t deny being excited by the opportunity. I’d inherited Lennox Securities’ stale social media from my predecessor, and trying to change anything was like swimming upstream.
“I know.” She finished her smoothie and set it to the side. “You agreed because you want to protect your dad’s company from becoming a wing of someone else’s empire.” Her brows knitted together. “Has Tom heard yet?”
“Not yet.” I hesitated, wondering whether to share the other thing that had been on my mind.
“What is it?”
“It might be nothing,” I said. “I feel silly, but I could have sworn someone was following me earlier, when I was on my way back from Ronan’s office.”
Sage didn’t laugh off my concern. She pursed her lips in thought. “Could Ronan have had someone tailing you?”
“I wondered about that,” I confessed. “But I don’t see what the point would be. It’s the only thing I can think of though.”
Unless I was going crazy.
My ring tone sounded, and I hurried to the sofa to collect my phone. It was Tom.
“My guess is that Tom just found out.” I hit the Answer button.
“What the fuck were you thinking?” Tom yelled. “I told you I’d fix it. Does my word mean nothing to you?” My teeth sank into my lip while I waited him out. “Do you know how this is going to look?” he demanded, his voice steadily rising. I hoped he wasn’t in the office, where everyone could hear him. “A Lennox working for Ronan fucking King. It’s all kinds of fucked up.”