The Valiant Trilogy

The Valiant Trilogy

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By:  Megan MatthewsKumpleto
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During her interview at Valiant Industries, Mackenzie Marshal finds herself drawn in by a sexy young CEO. When she's offered a temporary job as his assistant rather than the marketing position she applied for, will she accept to gain experience at the state's most resounding firm?Despite his knowledgeable eyes and handsome face, Vincent is a demanding boss. His brilliant business mind and callous behavior leave Mackenzie confused when she finds herself falling for her jerk of a boss. She quickly realizes she'll risk everything for Valiant, from her career to her family, but will the risk be worth it.But Vincent has a secret and when Mackenzie learns the truth will she stay or make a run for it?A brand-new drama filled, enemies-to-lovers, age-gap, alpha hero, office romance from USA TODAY Bestselling author Megan Matthews.#explicit Content#Suggested age range 18+The Valiant Trilogy is created by Megan Matthews, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

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Chapter 1: The Interview of a Lifetime

The elevator rises higher until the bright red numbers stop on eighteen. I take a deep breath and, in my head, recite my thirty-second pitch describing why I'd be a great Valiant Industries employee if given the chance.

You got this, Mackenzie.

"Interview of a lifetime" does not do enough to foreshadow the next hour of my life. A job in the marketing department at one of the world's largest firms would change my entire future.

The doors slide open and Greg, the assistant who greeted me in the building lobby, leads us down a long hallway to a glass room. There isn't a solid wall in it, making the room appear as if it's a greenhouse built in the middle of the sizable building. From my vantage point in the hallway I can see across the room and out the next set of windows, which overlook downtown Lansing. Inside sits a giant table, big enough to fit thirty people. It takes up most of the space. The rest is eaten up by oversized leather chairs with equal amounts of space between each one. Only two chairs are occupied at the moment by a man whose attention is on his phone and a woman who watches our arrival.

Greg stops outside the conference room and holds out his hand, indicating I should enter. With a forced smile, so I don't throw up from the nerves, I take hold of the handle and pull.

Nothing happens.

My smile falters and my eyes widen at Greg. Did I fail the first test? Is the door locked? Are they trying to keep me from my interview? Holy crap, if my heart beats any faster it will break through my ribs and I'll die. No Mackenzie, get a grip. You can't have a panic attack now.

His expression doesn't change, and he nods again, letting me know it's safe to enter. I pull harder and again nothing happens. My panic wells up inside, causing my heart to flail around in my chest like a bouncy ball stuck in a cement room with nowhere to go.

What. The. Fuck?

What the hell is wrong with me and doors today? I've never had an issue before, but now I've had troubles opening two of them. I'm not a klutz nor do I give anyone reason to make blonde jokes. Normally I'm a smart, efficient, semi-graceful—okay that might be a stretch—human.

I didn't even make it into the room and I've failed a strategic test. The advertisements weren't lying. Only the smartest can work at Valiant Industries, and I have failed.

A force tugs against my hand, dragging me with it as the door opens inward. Greg, my savior, clears his throat bringing me back from the brink of humiliation.

Should I turn around and leave now? A position at Valiant Industries is a dream job, but can I face the mortification of interviewing with people who witnessed my failed attempt at the simple task of opening a door?

Greg's taller form presses close to my back, practically pushing me in the room and taking the choice away from me. Acting as though I didn't make a huge fool of myself mere seconds ago, he pulls out a chair for me to sit in and then selects a spot on the other side of the table at the end of the interview panel members.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Marshal. Won't you please have a seat?" An older woman with graying hair pulled into a tight bun on top of her head says. She waits until I sit before continuing. "You can call me Shirley. Greg and I will conduct your interview today with the help of Mr. Valiant."

I've done my absolute best to avoid looking in his direction, but I can no longer pretend the fourth person in the room is none other than the charismatic owner of Valiant Industries, Vincent. Why would he be in my interview for a marketing assistant position? It's a step up from a mailroom clerk.

I reach a hand out, ready to shake his, but am only met with disappointment. Mr. Valiant, a head of dark brown hair cut short to his scalp, half glances in my direction before his attention falls back to the oversized phone as he taps on the surface. The phone and tilt of his head hide his face from my position, but I don't need to see it to visualize his looks. His pure blue eyes soften the powerful jaw and nose that also adorn his face. The man has eyelashes for days. It's impossible to miss his hotness factor.

There's no doubt about it, Vincent Valiant is one of the hottest rich men in America. He may be a Warren Buffett in investing and Bill Gates in technology, but he is a Robert Downey Jr. in looks. Some girls have all the luck. As with most beautiful people, word on the street is he's a major dick. Ruthless in business, little is known about his personal life because it's said he doesn't have one. But can you blame the man? It takes a lot of work to build a corporation as large as his in only ten years. You don't become a billionaire at age thirty-two by playing nice and cutting checks.

The room is silent for a moment as each of them size me up from my position. Not only did they witness my inability to work a door, but now I'm an animal in a zoo on display for everyone to critique. Shirley scribbles a few notes on the piece of paper she has stuck to a clipboard, tilted up and out of my view. If I could read them, they'd say, Problems with simple tasks.

Greg reads over her shoulder and smiles—but not at me, to himself as if reliving my earlier moment. The only person not bothering themselves with my appearance is Mr. Valiant. Is it too much to ask that at least he missed my embarrassing situation?

"I brought a few additional copies of my résumé in case you didn't have it." I pull three pieces of paper out of the manila folder I've been carrying in my leather briefcase and pass them across the table. It's only a page long because I have shitty job experience. I worked two jobs to put myself through undergrad and then took an unpaid internship to help earn credits for my master's degree program. I funded the last six years of my life by folding clothes at a retail chain, making deli sandwiches on my weekends and holidays at home, and acquiring massive amounts of student loans.

Shirley looks at the résumé for less than a minute, nodding her head a few times, but Greg follows the same path as Valiant and doesn't touch the paper. Don't they know how much quality résumé paper costs? If I get kicked out of this interview, I'm so stealing them back.

"Please tell us a little about your experience and what you've been doing while in college," Greg prompts, tapping his pen on the table.

It's a boring answer, but I try to talk it up as much as possible. I attended a well-sized university in the middle of the state for undergrad and then switched to Michigan State University to complete my master's degree. It's difficult making a summer selling T-shirts at Target sound like marketing experience, but my best friend and roommate is a future lawyer and knows how to spin a tale. The two of us together could be marketing geniuses.

Valiant tosses his phone on the table. It's loud and I flinch at the intrusion. "Did you have an actual internship at Target or are you trying to pass off the fact you worked retail as job experience? We don't sell shirts here, Ms. Marshal."

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This is a lovely book. Good job by the author.
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Chapter 1: The Interview of a Lifetime
The elevator rises higher until the bright red numbers stop on eighteen. I take a deep breath and, in my head, recite my thirty-second pitch describing why I'd be a great Valiant Industries employee if given the chance.You got this, Mackenzie."Interview of a lifetime" does not do enough to foreshadow the next hour of my life. A job in the marketing department at one of the world's largest firms would change my entire future.The doors slide open and Greg, the assistant who greeted me in the building lobby, leads us down a long hallway to a glass room. There isn't a solid wall in it, making the room appear as if it's a greenhouse built in the middle of the sizable building. From my vantage point in the hallway I can see across the room and out the next set of windows, which overlook downtown Lansing. Inside sits a giant table, big enough to fit thirty people. It takes up most of the space. The rest is eaten up by oversized leather chairs with equal amounts of space between each
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Chapter 2: I Mean The Interview from Hell
Well, then. At least I can go down knowing I lasted longer than two minutes with the formidable Vincent Valiant. Dread fills the room as Shirley and Greg both shake their heads, already saying their goodbyes. For a second, I want to puke and run out crying, but as the sky-blue colored eyes of Vincent Valiant tear through my skin, I only find anger. This is my big break. I'm a kick-ass woman with a master's degree and I will not let an asshole million-billionaire with too much money judge me.Why is he even in on this interview? He didn't give me two seconds of time when I walked in the room, and now, he wants to call me out. Screw him."I believe the skills I learned help in marketing, Mr. Valiant," I say, not dropping his gaze. If I'm going to go out, I'm going out in a blaze of glory—a big ass fiery blaze of glory.For a flicker, I swear he almost smiles. The left side of his cheek moves up, even if he squashes it back down to the frown splashed across his face in every profess
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Chapter 3: Best Friend Blues
"You're hired. Just like that?" my roommate and best friend for the last six years asks as she sits on our cheap microfiber couch, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. She's not the only one shocked."Yes!" I throw my hands in the air because this is at least the third time we've gone over it. I don't believe it any more than she does.Ashley leans back against the couch in our shared apartment, wrapping a piece of her brunette hair around her index finger. "Wow.""Wow, indeed." I pick back up the pacing she interrupted with her question.Her light blue eyes, the exact opposite of my green ones, stare out into our back patio past the large sliding glass doors. "That must have been hot. A man getting all bossy and giving you a job.""Ashley!" Has she missed everything I've said for the last thirty minutes?She shakes her head, clearing out whatever daydream she's imagining. "I wish I could've been there. I bet that pissed you off." She chuckles to herself, almost as if I'm n
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Chapter 4: A Kidnapping?
Hearts are soooo not Ashley."I'm so sorry."She takes a deep breath and lets it out."Why would he go with a heart?" Jonathan is not one of the most astute guys, but Ashley has laid hints on engagement rings for the last two years. You'd figure he would have picked up something. Kept one of the magazine advertisements she'd cut out and strategically left around the apartment. I'd never found a heard-shaped diamond taped to the fridge. Emerald or princess were her preferred choices. I agree whole heartedly."I don't know," Ashley says, shaking her head. "The only thing I can think of is how I said I'd never have a heart engagement ring."I nod with too much enthusiasm. It was a big long discussion. Most of it happened while sitting in the very room we were in now."I think he heard hearts and engagement ring and ran with it.""Well, is it big?" Does it being a big heart make it better or worse?Her head bounces back and forth between a nod and a shake. "It's okay.""T
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Chapter 5: Good Luck. You'll Need It.
The town car pulls out of my apartment parking lot and cuts through traffic onto one of the busiest roads in our town. Ashley and I chose this place not only because the rent was cheap but because it was a quick jaunt to both of our schools. Each of us had one road and one turn to take. It made getting to work today super easy. Not like I could get lost."Why did Mr. Valiant send you to pick me up this morning?" I ask the driver after we've gone five minutes without speaking and he doesn't turn on any music.His eyes make contact in the rearview mirror. "He doesn't like his assistants to be late. Mr. Valiant is very particular about schedules."Obviously. I settle back in the seat, staring out the window as the houses filter by on either side of the road. I've never understood why rich people build giant houses feet from busy roads, but I guess when real estate is tight, you do what you must.Like send your brand-new assistant a car service. I can't decide if it's a thoughtful
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Chapter 6: Wasted Time
On a bright yellow Post-it note set to the middle of the desk is a user ID made from a combination of my first and last names. Below it on the same sheet is a password with a mix of letters and numbers. It's safe to assume the login information unlocks the computer and I settle into the comfortable rolling chair as I type the credentials into the login box and wait for verification to complete.The next five minutes I spend making sure I look presentable for Mr. Valiant's arrival. I practice my smile. After that, I practice my handshake. And then I practice how I'll get up in the chair so as not to disturb my skirt. While a little shorter, it doesn't pull up too much when I stand, but if I don't do it just right the back of the blouse untucks.I have all three maneuvers down and ready for my new boss by the time 9:10 a.m. rolls around. But still there's no Valiant.At 9:30 I twiddle my thumbs.Literally.The time counts down on the clock attached to the computer, and my bored
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Chapter 7: Chicken Tenders?
I open every single drawer in the desk, searching for somewhere he may have left directions on what he wants for lunch, but I already know they don't hold my answers. Two minutes go by as I search for the solution to my needs. A magic lunch fairy. Something. After coming back empty-handed, I gather the courage to enter his office and take my tiny stack of Post-it notes and pen to his door.I knock and the door opens. Valiant sits behind his desk with his suit coat open to show the white shirt he wears underneath. He lounges in his chair behind a large oak desk, its top empty except for a computer monitor."Mr. Valiant, is there anything in particular you want for lunch?" I ask, ready to write down anything he tells me. The man could ask for a calamari sandwich with ketchup on the side and I'd figure out a way to deliver.He looks up and his face is full of anger and annoyance. His lips pinch together in a straight line and his eyebrows furrow. "You haven't ordered already?""No
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Chapter 8: Competition
"Coffee." Now is not the time to draw attention to myself. Hell there is never a time to draw attention to myself while working with Vincent, but this is an extra bad time.He nods his head in agreement and I breathe a sigh of relief.I throw away his trash after steadying the plastic fork on top of the large desk calendar and then see my way back out of his office.The rest of the afternoon is uneventful. I find my email program and check it continuously, but besides the three intro emails from human resources asking me to fill out paperwork and a short curt email from Valiant stating his lunch order—he wanted a sub from Jimmy John's, a shop downtown—nothing else comes my way. At 5 o'clock on the dot he exits his office, re-buttoning his suit jacket. The muscles in his arms flex underneath it as he wiggles his shoulders to get it over top."You can go, Ms. Marshal. I'll see you tomorrow. Be here at eight and check your email this time."I nod. "Yes, Mr. Valiant." Jerk face.
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Chapter 9: Girl Fight
Holy shit.Ashley screams, sitting on top of the other woman, with her legs wrapped around her middle. Her head pulls to the side as the woman beneath her rips out chunks of her hair."Ashley!" I yell, running full force at her even in my heels.Her head cocks up, and she pauses for a second as if she's realized where she is when she spots me. I latch on to her shoulder as she backs off the woman and stands next to me."What are you doing? Come on, Ash." I pull her into the townhouse as the naked person in our yard continues to scream obscenities at both of us. I close the door, but it doesn't block out the sound.More than one neighbor convened on the sidewalk watching the show, so it's only a matter of time before the police come, but at least Ashley and I are safe. I leave my briefcase and small purse in the entryway and follow Ashley to the kitchen."I can't believe him," she says, slamming her fist on the cheap countertop of the kitchen island.The front door opens a
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Chapter 10: Someone Call the Police
I lower the phone giving him a what-the-fuck-does-it-look-like expression as Ashley regains her advantage. Now that she's back on top, I drop the phone and grab her by the shoulders pulling her off the naked woman. Somehow, by luck or fate, I don't end up getting kicked or punched in the head.Ashley breathes heavily in my ear, trying to push past me to get back into the fight, but she's losing steam and I'm able to hold her at bay. Who knew fighting looked so ridiculous in real life? It's a live action Jerry Springer episode.The other woman stands, wrapping the bedsheet back around her body, and spits on our floor."Hey!" That's our damn floor.The door opens again, slamming against the wall and two officers jog into the townhouse. Ashley's attacker smiles as if she's won, but her expression falls as the first officer grabs her hands and twist them behind her back before leading her out to the front yard. He stops long enough to help pull the sheet around her shoulders but th
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