Amateur Heiress

A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry I have been MIA, but it has been a crazy crazy summer. I went on a life-changing trip to Israel, and I am guessing while over there I lost interest in The Elite Life. Sorry! Maybe I will come back to it. Anyway, for a while I was thinking of rewriting Dreams or Desire, because I had come up with, and written all these new ideas. But rewriting it would be a pain, because I like a lot of it, so I decided to use some of those ideas in a completely new plotline. Also unlike that story this one will be rated M for sexual reasons. I hope you like it!

Jerry Montez was conflicted. His advisors were right. His 50th birthday had just passed, and in a world where anything can happen, he needed to be prepared. He needed to choose a legitimate successor. Of course with his fortune he already had a will, stating his all of his money would go to his wife and daughter. There was no question in that. But his business, in which he had spent over twenty years running and building up, he had no idea who to pass it on to. The original plan was for his wife to take over and then potentially sell it to someone else, for she was not fit for the position as owner and CEO. And while he trusted his wife to make a good decision, he didn't want the business going to some random highest bidder. There was David Evans, his 2nd in command, his best friend, the man who had been through everything with him, but in the end he wasn't a Montez, which meant there was only one person left. Gabriella.

His princess. His baby girl. His biggest weakness. The one who Jerry had yet to admit to himself was a grown woman. Yes, she had already graduated from the University of Texas, and had recently completed her Masters in business from UCLA (which he had been extremely against, and only allowed if she promised to come back to Dallas after she had graduated), but in his eyes she was still the 8-year-old girl who wore pigtail braids with blue and silver ribbons. Which is why, unlike other owners and CEOs, he couldn't just pass his business on to his child. He couldn't handle the thought of his little girl walking into a room of 31 alpha males, who would without a doubt have very little respect for her. Those men wouldn't care who her father was and would most likely resent her for it. And while she was tough, she wasn't that tough, and definitely didn't have the experience.

Jerry sighed and looked to his right, where the most recent picture on his desk sat. It had been taken only a few weeks prior, at his daughter's graduation. It was then when he realized maybe it was time. She was 25. A businesswoman. He then picked up what was without a doubt his favorite picture. He was holding his then 8-year-old daughter, both of them smiling widely, as silver and blue confetti rained down on them. And of course, her hair was braided in two pigtails, one tied with a blue ribbon, the other with a silver one. A wide smile came across his face. He glanced back at the graduation picture. It was true. She had grown up. There was nothing he could to about it.

"Stacy," he called out to his secretary. "Get me Gabriella."

He put the pictures down, and waited for Stacy to inform him that she had reached his daughter.

"She's on line one," Stacy called from the outer office. He immediately picked up the phone.

"Hey sweetie."

"Hi Dad. What's up?"

"Is there any way you can stop by the office?"

"Right now?"

"If you are free. That would be great."

"Okay. I'll be there in twenty."

"Great. See you soon. Love you."

"Love you too Dad." Just like every other time she said those words, a smile came across his face. Once he heard her hang up the phone, he did as well. He leaned back into his chair and sighed once again. He couldn't believe he was about to do this.

Gabriella was in awe. The building used to seem so big. It had been four years since she had walked through the doors of Valley Ranch. It seemed like yesterday she was running down the long hallways, wanting to play with anyone who would play with her. Then it seemed physically big. Then she began to understand how legendary the building was. Then it was more than physically big. And now, it was just her father's office. She walked right passed the receptionist, who welcomed her, but didn't stop her, leading Gabriella to give her a polite smile, and down to her father's office. As she looked around she realized that the place hadn't changed one bit, and that made her smile.

"Hey Stacy," Gabriella smiled as she walked up to her father's long time secretary's desk.

"Gabriella! I don't know if you are getting more beautiful or just older," Stacy complimented, leading Gabriella to giggle. "Go right in. He's waiting for you."

"Thank you." Gabriella walked into the large office to see her Dad sitting at his desk.

"Hey Dad."

"Hey honey," he replied, getting up from his chair. He hugged his daughter and kissed her cheek, before leading her over to the couch.

"So what's up?" Jerry took a deep breath, and immediately wished he had prepared for this a little bit more.

"Well to be upfront about it, I am getting older and it is time for me to think about the future of this organization, and who will take over when I am no longer here…" A look of worry and fear came across Gabriella's face.

"Oh my god Dad, are you sick?"

"No sweetie. Of course not," he reassured, and Gabriella let out a sigh of relief. "But we live in a crazy world where anything can happen." Gabriella nodded in understanding. "And I have been thinking who the team will go to if something happens, and who will take over when I retire."

"Yeah…"

"You are my only heir, and it would mean a lot to keep this organization in the Montez name. So if I do decide to give the team to you, I don't want you to go into it blind. I want you to have experience. You are going to have to make a commitment," Jerry said seriously and Gabriella nodded, processing his words.

"So you want me to come work here, learn everything, so one day I can take over for you?"

"Only if you want to. I completely understand if you want to start your own business, you are very smart and you don't need my help to be successful. You know I will support you in whatever you decide. Your happiness is what is most important to me." Gabriella couldn't help but smile at her father's words.

"Wow. Well I…"

"I know it is a big decision. You don't have to make it this second." Gabriella nodded and took a moment to look around her father's office. There was so much history there. History that had all occurred under the Montez name, first her grandfather, then her father. A smile came across her face.

"No. I want to do it." Gabriella couldn't remember the last time she saw her father smile that wide. She couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I love this place. This organization. This sport. I always have. And I am a Montez. This is what I am meant to do." Jerry immediately pulled his daughter to a tight embrace.

"I love you so much. You are the best."

"I love you too Daddy."

"Why don't you come in tomorrow and we can talk with Jack about where you will be working and all that stuff."

"Okay. Thanks Dad."

"No. Thank you honey." The two said their goodbyes, before Gabriella left the office with a wide smile.

She was now officially the sole heir to The Dallas Cowboys.

Now all she had to do was not screw up.

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