Billionaire Wedding: Brooklyn's Baby (Interracial Billionaire Wedding Romance) ( Contemporary Taboo Alpha Male Wedding Romance) by Michele Reed Page B

the large piece of furniture and looked down at her. He held out his hand to help her stand. “By all means. Take your time. If you need to sleep on it, sleep on it. I certainly hope you come to the conclusion to work for me, though.” His smile became so wide for a moment that his eyes squinted. “Just know that your rent has been paid in full for the next three months. A gift, whether you decide to work for me or not.”
                  “Thank you for that.” Mercedes embarrassingly broke eye contact. “I appreciate you doing that for me, I really do.” She stared down at her shoes. “Life has thrown a few curveballs my way in the past couple of months. I will be sure to seriously consider your offer.”
                  “We break ground on the new building next Monday. That means you have nine days to make up your mind and decide whether or not you are going to accept.” He nodded his head politely. He handed her a card. “This is my personal cell. Call me when you make up your mind.”
    “I’ll be in touch,” Mercedes said as she headed out the door, staring down at the card with the Brian O’Brian emblem. She walked down the hall and through the large office setting before exited into the small lobby where Miss Lawrence was still seated at her desk.
                  Miss Lawrence saw her and rolled her eyes, “How did it go?” she forced herself to say.
                  “He offered me a job,” Mercedes said.
                  “I didn’t know there were any janitorial positions available,” Miss Lawrence said.
                  Just to make the woman squirm, Mercedes told a bold-faced lie. She put on a bright smile and said, “Janitorial. That’s funny. No, Miss Lawrence. I’ll be a part of the new review board here. I’ll be looking into all employee records next week. We’re going to be doing an assessment of all current and potential future employees.”
                  The woman’s face turned pale. “Oh?”
                  “Yes,” Mercedes said, “I think I will take the position. Clearly, previous board members have not done an adequate job at assessment. Honestly, I’ve only been here an hour, and I am very disappointed in what I’ve seen. Poor workmanship here.”
                  Miss Lawrence looked like she would faint. “Really? I haven’t noticed. Everyone here seems like valuable employees to me.” Miss Lawrence said.
                  Mercedes leaned in, placing her elbow on Miss Lawrence’s desk and whispered, “Between you and me, there’s more than a few people up here who should be worried next time they see me.” Mercedes then backed away from the desk. “Well, I really should be going.”
                  “Can I get you a coffee or anything, Miss Mercado, before you go?” Miss Lawrence asked.
                  Mercedes shook her head. “Oh, no thank you.” She started towards the elevators. “Have a good day, Miss Lawrence.”
                  The elevator doors closed and instantly Mercedes began to chuckle. There was a man on the elevator coming from a higher floor. The man gave her the same sort of look that Miss Lawrence had, as though to say with his eyes you don’t look like he belong here. He continued to look at Mercedes awkwardly while her laugh subsided. “Are you all right?” he asked at last.
                  Mercedes nodded, “Yes, sorry. Life is just funny sometimes.” She straightened herself up and impatiently awaited the elevator to reach the ground floor. She had a lot to consider.
                  Mercedes made her way outside. She started to wave for a cab, but instead took out the business card the Russian driver had given her earlier. She called the number and the man on the other line assured her he would be there shortly. Much to her surprise, the familiar cab