Just My Luck! A Short Drama
Copyright© 2026 by aroslav
Chapter 2: A Different Viewpoint
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 2: A Different Viewpoint - A down-on-his-luck accountant is murdered, resurrected, and thrust into a whirlwind of corporate intrigue, romance, and second chances in Just My Luck!, a sharp, witty drama where bad fortune might just be the best thing that ever happened. This is patterned after Chinese Short Dramas, just 23 chapters.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Crime Humor Workplace Paranormal Polygamy/Polyamory
This is where the story gets tricky. I’m supposed to show you what’s happening in the lives of other characters without knowing anything myself. The author says not to worry. I won’t remember anything I tell you. Like that anesthesia midazolam that makes you forget you were in pain.
I’m beginning to doubt the author’s reliability. I guess I’ll start with Bernie Davis. You remember him? Dora’s uncle who owns a construction company and I do his books and payroll. Well, he’s sick in hospice and has a couple of visitors.
“Bernie, you old dog! Are you in this much need of a vacation? You have to check in hospice so you can have cute nurses giving you massages and sponge baths?” Leon joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere in Bernie’s bedroom.
“Watch what you’re suggesting in front of the child,” Bernie chided, looking at Leon’s daughter and holding out his arms. Anya rushed to him and hugged the bedridden man.
“Bernie, I’m thirty-six years old,” Anya said. “If you want a nurse to massage you and give you a sponge bath, I’ll hire one for you myself.”
“You’re too kind, baby girl. I’m afraid I’m past the point of needing pretty girls fawning over me. I just need an angel to guide me the rest of the way home.”
“I know that feeling,” Leon said. “When I had that heart attack two years ago, I was sure I was on my way to meet Miranda. But the doctors did a bypass and installed a pacemaker. Now Anya will be nagging me about diet and exercise for the next decade or more, and my heart will keep beating for years after I die. Join us, won’t you?”
“They bypassed my intestines a year ago. It’s too late for anything else. It’s metastasized in the liver, kidneys, and stomach. I’ve got a terrible itching in my scalp, and the doctor says that’s probably a sign of a spot on my brain. I forget things. It’s okay. I’m in hospice now. I’m ready and I’m just thankful to get to see you two again.”
“Oh, Bernie, I’d do anything to help you,” Anya cried.
“Well, win that Global Warehouse and Distribution development bid and keep my guys working. You know they consider you one of the crew ever since you spent a year working with them. You haven’t been out to visit the site lately and they’re beginning to think you don’t love them,” Bernie rasped.
“I’m sorry. I’ll plan a site inspection. We’re nearing completion. I’ve been so busy since I took over for Dad in the company,” Anya said. “With this development proposal, I’ve been in over my head.”
“Get help,” Bernie said.
“Marcus is running numbers for me and his son is working overtime on the design,” Anya said.
“You could do worse than marrying JR,” Leon said. “The boy has talent.”
“I’m not going to marry for talent, Dad. JR’s nice, but we don’t click that way,” Anya said.
“I mean outside help,” Bernie continued. “Davis Construction will continue after I’m gone thanks to a guy I hired years ago at AAA.”
“Isn’t that just a tax-prep franchise?” Anya asked.
“That and more. Cal Levin does all my corporate and personal accounting, including payroll. He’s great at business proposals. He helped your mother and me prepare the proposal for the Starlight Mall,” Bernie said. “Cruel that Miranda was taken so soon, but Leon and I followed the proposal plan and now that project is almost finished. Cal will do a complete external audit, too. Global will require that as part of their due diligence before they award the contract.”
“I’ll have Romy schedule some time with him,” Anya said. “But now you need to rest and recover. I don’t want to work on this next development with a stranger.”
“You might think Cal is a stranger now, but he’ll grow on you.”
“Don’t take Bernie too seriously,” Leon said when they got home. “Your mother put the Starlight proposal together with Marcus. When she died and I had to step into the CEO position, I depended on Marcus for everything. He managed all our finances, and I was able to focus on getting the development underway. You can depend on him.”
“Marcus isn’t happy that I’m CEO instead of him,” Anya said.
“That’s up to you,” Leon said. “Your mother set it up so Marcus, Bernie, and I each had 24% of the company. She retained 28%. That way, she could control the company with any one of us as her partner. Specifically, me. All her shares went to you, so if you decided to team up with Marcus, the other two of us couldn’t override you. Not that we’d try. All three of us have always sided with Miranda’s will.”
“I wish you were still presiding,” Anya sighed. “How did Bernie become the other partner and not come to work for the company?”
“He’s your mother’s cousin and put up a lot of the capital for our startup. He always wanted to stay a silent partner so he could focus on just his construction crew, like I focused on being the general contractor. Davis Construction was already well-established when we started the company. Marcus is the CFO. Your mother was the planner and promoter. She kept a pretty tight rein on both Marcus and me. That’s why you need to be in step with managing the company. All the management reports directly to you. I’m afraid there’s a big hole in general contracting at the moment. Sam’s not really up to the challenge. Bernie has always functioned pretty independently, which is why the Starlight project stayed on schedule when I went down.”
“Well, it won’t hurt anything to have an independent audit of our books ready when I go forward with the Global proposal. I’ll talk to this Cal Levin fellow and see if he’s someone I think I’ll trust.”
“We’re proposing a combination residential and commercial project,” JR said. “Global is expected to employ about 3,000 people at this location. Housing within twenty miles is scarce and somewhat congested. Proposing the village concept will encourage employees to relocate nearer to work at a price point within the salary expectations at Global. That means a balance between high density and single-family dwellings. The commercial area will support the residents and be a destination shopping area as well.”
There was applause at the board room table where senior management was meeting to review the progress on the Global proposal. It was a good design, blending an appealing village feel with the efficiency of a high-traffic shopping area. JR—short for Marcus Reynolds Junior—was a talented young architect and leader of the design team at Miranda K Development.
“Ruth, how does the marketing plan look for this?” Anya asked her marketing V.P.
“Based on research in other markets where Global has opened warehouse outlets, we believe we can fill the right retail spaces fairly easily. We’ve already seen feelers from several fast food franchises to acquire space near the warehouse. Global locked up all the accessible acreage between the freeway and the river. They’re holding decisions on all the bids until the proposal deadline. We can expect smaller developers bidding on sections of the overall development. There is some question regarding filling the residential space. No comparable data is available. We are attempting a survey regarding the quality of life of Global employees. It seems they have a fairly high standard which would indicate a preference for single family dwellings over apartments.”
“That’s absurd,” Marcus Sr. snorted. “They’re warehouse workers. We should focus on low income high density housing and let independent contractors take the risk on any single family development. We’re going to end up with a slum surrounding the warehouse and won’t be able to attract any of the high end retail outlets. What does Bruce think of this market research?”
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