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Joel shakes. "Joel Young."
"Divorce is never fun, especially with such young clients, but we'll get you two out of here and back to your lives as quickly as possible," Mr. Shaw says.
My father nods back to him.
My lawyer nods to everyone in the fucking room.
Then to the other lawyer. "I need a moment to confer with my client."
Mr. Lux nods back. "Of course." He leads Joel into an office down the hall.
My dad and Mr. Shaw, my lawyer, lead me into a sleek conference room. The sturdy oak table is surrounded by sleek black chairs, the mesh ergonomic ones. He hits a button and shades slide down the glass walls.
We have privacy.
To discuss the settlement.
Only my mind isn't going to paperwork. It's thinking up all sorts of positions for me and Joel. God, that table is the perfect place for him to bend me over and fuck me.
What the hell is wrong with me?
I can't think dirty thoughts with my father ten feet away.
My dad offers me a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "This will be okay, sweetheart."
Mr. Shaw opens a folder and places a contract on the table. He motions for me to sit.
I don't want to sit, but standing is taking all my strength. This is the only way I'll be able to read the paperwork.
I sit and pick up the contract. The first page is standard stuff. The next is details on our finances. A lot of detail.
There isn't much to know. The only money in my account is what I earned at my summer job. And there's only enough to get me through June. Not that I ever hurt for money. My dad pays my tuition. He sends money anytime I ask for it.
As long as I go along with their plan, as long as I keep up appearances, I have it made.
"Mr. Young has quite a bit of money." The lawyer takes a seat and points to the section detailing Joel's finances.
He underestimated the other day. He's worth about five million.
Five.
Million.
Dollars.
"You're entitled to a lot more than this." The lawyer turns the page.
There it is on the contract, the settlement terms.
Half a million dollars for me.
I keep the rings.
I sign a non-disclosure.
Those are the only terms.
"He agreed to this?" I ask.
