More Than a Secretary
“Unless you have something worth trading. He isn’t going to see you, and I won’t let you through. Rules,” Jada spoke calmly and her voice was soft. She didn’t look up at the woman who was standing before her, clearly angry.
Jada had her dark blond hair back in a ponytail. There was good volume to it and waves. She was wearing a black pair of dress pants and a nice grey blouse. She looked smart and like she belonged in an office.
“I don’t need anything to trade. You let me in there, he’ll talk to me.” Jada looked up from what she was doing. The room they were in looked like a nice reception area and it kind of was. However, while there was a reception desk and a computer there, with a seating area, that was just a front. Just in case normal ignorant humans came in for some reason. This was a place that dealt in special requests for nonhumans. Normal people sometimes strolled in. Dangers of business she guessed.
Jada had a very old tome out in front of her and had been moving her hands over it. Letters shifted around on the page and she was reading it. Doing her work, which was kind of like a secretary or personal assistant she guessed. Jada could wield magic and was working on something her master wanted.
She said master because this wasn’t the kind of job you picked up and left. Oh no, and Jada knew ‘boss’ was way too mild a word. Bosses didn’t kill employees if they got upset. When you gave your loyalty here it was for life. This was a serious kind of blood in blood out. So Jada took her front entrance job seriously.
“A word of advice Candice. Leave, he isn’t your typical male. He’ll chew you up and spit you out and you’ll be lucky to have any power left when he does. He bedded you like he’s done plenty of others. Count yourself lucky you aren’t dead. Go home, he isn’t looking for more than a bed warmer. I can assure you that. Though if that’s what you’re looking for, to be on your back used I can point to a few other safer options.” Jada was serious with the woman, but her gaze grew darker.
“Just bitter it wasn’t you?” Candice snapped, she was slender and elegant-looking. Wore a tight black dress. Her deep chestnut hair was perfect as was her makeup. Candice was a very skilled witch, powerful in her own right.
Still a fool though, a fool attracted to someone who was more powerful. Someone Candice thought could get her more. However she wanted to talk, Zares was not going to talk. You came with something to trade or you were useless.
Candice was insane if she thought Zares would take a wife or even a permanent lover. He shared nothing. Who Jada worked for was powerful and wealthy in a way that inhumans desired very much. He wasn’t even remotely human like this witch trying for his attention. Candice had no idea what she was dabbling with. If she thought she was going to win Zares’ heart, she was better off marrying a tree.
“Obviously not, since I’m out here monitoring people like you. Clearly, I’m not crawling in his bed like an idiot. I’ve marked you down Candice, but like I said unless you have something to trade or real business you won’t see him today. I’ll let him know you stopped when he asks for the manifest.” Candice was clearly not going to take no for an answer and moved around the desk to just walk by Jada toward the door there.
Jada was fast and lethal, Candice flicked her hand. Trying to send a spell at her, but Jada waved it off. In a second Jada had Candice pinned to the wall with her back to it. Jada’s forearm braced along Candice’s upper chest and a black and blue blade was at Candice’s throat.
“I might be standing out here doing a simpleton’s desk job it may seem, but I will fuck up that pretty little face without a second thought. You are going to walk out that door and not come back in here or I can promise you you’ll regret it. Understand?” Candice stared at her, and there was a swell of magic, but Jada countered it.
Candice clearly realized that Jada was no novice and she was strong too. Jada might not be classified as a witch, but she was not a novice. Jada had been trained by the best, and she took her studies seriously. This bitch was poking the wrong beehive. Jada was trusted by Zares to keep the front secure. She wasn’t going to fail in that if she could help it. Zares trust was rare to gain. That said a lot of her capabilities.
Jada let go of Candice after she put her hands up in surrender. Candice gave her a sneer before turning to leave. Her look said that Jada would regret that. After the woman went out the door Jada stood there for a moment and the blade disappeared in a puff of smoke. Jada rubbed her forehead.
People were getting way too thick in the head for their own good. That woman had no idea what Jada was saving her from. All of them thought they were important, they were the one. Did they even pay attention to the man they were sleeping with?
They should be thanking her, not getting in her face. However, she was also aware that Zares was probably taking memory from the women he used and fed from. Jada just shook her head, idiots attracted to power. She really had no idea what he did with those women he took back. She had some educated guesses.
With a heavy sigh, Jada went back over to her desk area and the tome that was there. Just reading through it. She was trying to decipher the Sumerian language in it. She knew a great deal, but since all learnings of Sumerian were handed down orally some things got lost in translation.
No one was going to be able to just walk up to it and read it. Unless they were special, or of her bloodline. This was not the language that humans had picked up on either, so no there was no written translation out there.
As far as she knew she was the last one left, a special type of being that had given rise to other races. Sumerians were unique and rare in this day in age, their abilities ranged in every category. It was pretty much a roll of the dice when you were born what kind of abilities you were going to have. Like her people crawled right out of the magic primordial soup. The thought made her laugh
The door opened to the lobby area and three people walked in. All had dark hair and eyes. One was covered nearly head to toe and her senses said vampire with the get up of clothes. It was near nightfall so he must be older. The other two dark witches, were very dark and powerful, and the man was also a magic user. He didn’t feel like any novice she knew. Internally Jada really wished she could just walk out the door and not come back. Jada was tired of this. She could use a real day off.
“We want to see Zares. We have years we’d like to exchange for a deal.” Jada looked at the three of them and slowly closed her book. The woman glanced down at it, clearly interested but Jada picked up the old tome and snapped her fingers. It disappeared. Little did they know Jada had been expecting this group to show.
“Have a seat, let me see if he is willing to talk.” The three moved back but didn’t sit. Jada left the tan reception desk and to the door behind it. There were no other doors but the one that led outside. The building looked like a normal kind of small skyscraper, but it sure as hell was not. Oh magic, what it could do.
Jada put her hand to the door right in the center and it turned black. Her aqua gaze glowed for a moment and the door popped open. She stepped in and then it closed behind her with the sound of sliding stone. She entered a hallway that had stone walls and a smooth marble floor.
Modern lights were overhead, no reason to not have them and waste energy on magic. Looked like she had something worth bothering Zares for. Or rather, the expected problem was here.
