Love Punch (TYLER SPORTS DYNASTY #1) by Matt Peters EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Arthur – 3 Years Ago
Early in my education, I’d had grand plans for my degree in business. All
those university job fairs and mad plans to start micro-businesses and
work on fun start-ups had led to this: a chronic lack of employment and
thousands of pounds I would never get back.
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As it turned out, no one wanted to employ someone who’d finished
university and then run a start-up right into the ground. What business
would want someone who was so comprehensively shit at it?
So, I’d thrown myself into agency work as a secretary, and I was good at
it. I was massively overqualified to deliver coffees and book hotel rooms
for sleazy CEOs, but I needed the money—and I was young and pretty
enough to do it. Still, it wasn’t what I wanted.
That’s why when my phone rang one quiet Friday, I couldn’t muster up
much enthusiasm. It was my recruitment agency telling me I was moving
on to my next job.
“Great. Where do you want me…Bristol?“ I didn’t know why I was so
indignant. I’d stubbornly moved to London from Wales as it was the very
centre of the business world. Despite the fact London had proved fruitless
so far, moving closer to home again still felt like a step backward.
The woman on the end of the phone simply sighed. I’d never seen her
face in person and likely never would, but I knew her voice all too well.
“This is permanent work, full room and board. All you’ve got to do is hold
the guy’s sweaty towels.”
”I what?” The one-two punch of information had me unsure how to react.
A job holding some person’s gross towels sounded like a much seedier job
than I’d signed up for, but the prospect of getting out of here… I took the
phone down from my ear and looked around the room. I’d been renting a
crappy bedsit in London’s Zone 3, barely making ends meet along with my
two flatmates who didn’t seem to know how to wash. “I’ll take it. When do
you need me?”
“Your employer will send you a train ticket this evening, and you’ll be
expected at work in the morning.”
“And who exactly is my employer?” I asked. “This all seems very
mysterious.”
“Well, you’re meant to sign an NDA first…” she muttered. I could
practically hear her pursing her lips. “It’s Bradley Tyler.”
“Who?” The name niggled something in the back of my mind, but it
wasn’t someone I could pinpoint directly.
“The boxer! You know, the one with all the famous family?”
“Never heard of him,” I admitted.
“Well, get down to Bristol as fast as you can. I’m sure you’ll find he’s an
adequate employer.”
“What’s the p—“ I started, but the dial tone signalled the end to the
conversation.
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