Hidden Ties (Made Men #11) Read Online Sarah Brianne

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Made Men Series by Sarah Brianne
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Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 171979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 860(@200wpm)___ 688(@250wpm)___ 573(@300wpm)
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“Bree reminded me that I was hired for part-time employment. There isn’t any room in the office budget to give me more hours.” Keeping her voice even, she didn’t show any anger that her request had been denied.

“If there isn’t room in the budget, why is the company hiring another record clerk? Why not give you more hours?”

She picked up an ink pen to check off a box on a list she was working on. She wasn’t about to walk through the imaginary door Livvy had opened in an attempt to get her to say something negative so she could repeat it back to Bree.

“I didn’t ask.” She sighed. She was so sick of the toxic atmosphere that was allowed to flourish in the big law firm where she worked. “I’m sure if Bree were able to give me more hours, she would.” Patting herself on the back for getting the words out without choking on them, she checked off another box.

Livvy’s lovely pansy-colored eyes shot her an angry glare, unaware Sage was watching her through her lashes. The look was gone when she raised her eyes upward to one of indignation.

“If I were you, I would quit. Why put up with the hassle of working here if they’re not going to make it worth getting out of bed for?”

Because I wouldn’t want to make your day by quitting, she thought snidely.

“Grab your purse. I’m taking you out for lunch.”

She wanted nothing more than to get out of the office for an hour but shook her head. Lunch out was not in her budget for the foreseeable future, thanks to Bree’s refusal to give her more hours. Even if she had money to burn, the last thing she would spend it on was eating lunch with Livvy, who was a conniving snake, luring people in with her beautiful eyes, only to strike when you least expected it.

“I brought my lunch.”

“What did you bring?” Livvy brought her gaze back to hers. “Peanut butter crackers?”

She wished. She had run out of those last week. This week was ramen soup. Thankfully, she no longer blushed in embarrassment at the cheap lunches she brought to work, which seemed everyone in the department was keeping track of.

“I brought soup to heat up.”

“You can save the soup for tomorrow,” Livvy told her determinedly. “Today’s Nancy’s birthday. We’re all treating her for lunch.”

Before she could form an excuse, Sage found herself being pulled from her chair as Livvy opened her bottom desk drawer to take out her purse.

“Livvy, I can’t—”

“You’re coming. Don’t worry; I’ll pay your part.” Livvy’s hand went to her arm, preventing her from sitting back down. “Nancy is Bree’s BFF. You get in good with Nancy, maybe Bree will reconsider giving you the full-time job opening,” she whispered in an undertone while maneuvering them through the cubicles. “Wouldn’t you like your own office?”

Ugh. What made Livvy as lethal as a snake was her ability to pinpoint other’s weaknesses. She wanted her own office to stay out of Livvy’s sight. Her cubicle was right in the middle of twelve others in the room, so she was a sitting duck anytime Livvy turned a venomous gaze in her direction from inside her office.

Sage felt the rest of her protests die in her throat at Livvy’s compelling inducement. Unable to stop herself from being ushered out of the office without making a spectacle of herself, Sage gave in.

Livvy loosened her hold on her arm when she realized the battle between them was over.

Sage hoped they would have lunch at one of the nearby fast-food restaurants, but those hopes were dashed when Livvy turned the corner and stopped at a restaurant she had never eaten at before but had heard other workers in the office discussing how delicious the food was … and how expensive.

“Livvy, this place is too expensive.” Her budget was already spread paper thin. She barely had just enough money to cover her rent due in two days.

Holding the door open, Livvy motioned her inside. “Move it. I don’t want us to be late going back to work. If Bree writes me up, I won’t be responsible for whom I will take it out on.”

Knowing full well Livvy didn’t make idle threats, Sage felt as if she had no choice other than to go along with whatever plan Livvy had in store for her.

As she glanced around the bustling restaurant, she thought she might have an easy out.

“There’s no way we’ll get a table and be back on time.” Turning back toward the entrance, she found Livvy blocking her way.

“Susan and Nancy are already seated.”

Her shoulders slumped when Livvy took her arm again, ushering her around a long line of customers waiting to be seated.

When they walked through the restaurant, she felt her stomach plummet. There was no getting out of whatever plan Livvy had in store for her. The restaurant was huge; another level was slightly above the one where Nancy and Susan were seated. Decorative screens blocked who was sitting at the tables above, giving the diners below a sense of privacy.


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