Page 11 of Forbidden Earl

Her clothes were already hung in the closet.

Remy’s staff was efficient. She’d have to formally meet them if she was to also be the lady of the home of the Lord of Sky, Bei Giardini Manor, which meant beautiful gardens, but then she knew most of the people who worked here by name already because of constantly visiting Gigi.

She showered, chose her red glasses to match her red sneakers, tied her hair into a horrible ponytail and grabbed her backpack then headed downstairs for work.

Gigi was with her doctors so Cassidy waved goodbye, then pulled her keys to Reynoldo from her bag and rushed to the carport.

She lifted a hand in greeting to Fari, who cared for the large selection of Remington’s cars, keeping her head high as she walked toward hers. She’d live here and work at the palace and reform her parents’ estate. One more thing to manage but everything would be fine. She slipped into her Renault. The engine didn’t crank.

Drat.She dropped her head onto the steering wheel and closed her eyes.

Fari came over to her window and jingled a key in front of her. She gestured for him to stand back and kicked her door open. “My car isn’t working.”

“I’ll fix it when you’re gone, my lady. I’ll arrange for the driver to take you or you can use the spare car to drive yourself.”

Either option got her to work. She took her bag with her laptop and accepted the key. “Thanks, Fari. I’ll find a way to repay you.”

“You marrying the lord makes us all happy. We’re all so glad you’re the new mistress and not the last almost bride.”

“Lucinda. Yeah I’m not her.” She gazed at the rows of vehicles. “Which one is the spare?”

Fari pointed toward a shiny black Mercedes. Only Remy would have a brand new car as backup. She clicked the button on the fob and heard the lock release, then opened the driver’s side door. A wave of brand new leather smell escaped the inside.This was just for today. She buckled up, clenched the steering wheel, and backed out of the spot. She waved to Fari as she passed and sped to work.

At the guard gate of the palace, Ben’s eyes widened at what she was driving, so she rolled the window down. “It’s just for today,” she spoke her thought aloud.

Ben shook his head and grinned. “That fits in better with guest parking,” he teased, “but I’ll let you in.”

He buzzed the gate open for her and she parked in her usual spot.

As she turned off the engine, she noticed she was half an hour late. She tucked her backpack over her shoulders and ran toward her office.

As she passed the huge storage room of wedding dresses, she added making an appointment at a local store on her agenda.

If nothing was pressing, perhaps she’d take a half day off for shopping. She rushed toward HR and knocked on the door. “Aidy?”

Aidy put her nail file down and closed her nail polish. “Yes? How can I help you, Lady Cassidy?”

Cassidy folded her hands on the counter hoping there wouldn’t be a problem. “I need to take a half a day today, and get the next two weeks off.”

Aidy stood from her marble desk and stared at her through her heavy black eyeliner. “Any reason? You never take time.”

Her ponytail felt heavy on her neck and she was getting a headache, but she ignored the feeling and lowered her head. “I want to be with Gigi before the end.”

Aidy slipped a form from a file folder and handed it to Cassidy. Aidy waited at the counter. “I’m sorry about Lady Sky. She’ll be missed. Please fill out this form.”

Cassidy picked up a pen and filled out her name and employee information but when she came to check off her reasons, she looked up. “I’m also getting married. Do I have to check off that box?”

Aidy stepped back and placed her hand on her heart. “When? To who?”

Everyone on staff would know within the hour. Cassidy’s entire body clenched tight and she felt her cheeks warm. She kept her attention on the paper. “Lord Sky.”

Aidy reached for the form. “He’s extremely handsome. You’re… how did you land him? Did his name show up on your computer program?”

Aidy probably meant to say “you’re plain”’ but Cassidy didn’t question her good fortune. She handed it over and pointed toward the door. “Err, okay, I filled it out. I’ll be at my desk now to clear anything pressing before I leave at noon.”

The secretary held the paper to her chest. “Good luck, Lady Cassidy. He’s quite a catch. I’m happy for you.”

“Thank you.”

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