The Shameless Billionaire Series: Billionaire Romance Box Set (An Alpha-Male, Billionaire, Bad Boy, Bad Girl, Romance)

by Michelle Love

  Nothing has ever felt more right in my life. And I feel better than I ever have. Although there’s the heavy burden of what I’m up against now.

  I end the kiss and she looks at the ring and then says, “So tomorrow, straight to Vegas then?”

  I bite my lip. “Well, we have to make a little stop in Texas. In three days I need to be somewhere. It just came up.”

  She pulls the other two rings out of the box and holds out my grandfather’s gold wedding band. “Let’s see if his fits you.”

  I hold out my finger and she runs it on and it fits perfectly too. “Wow! This really is meant to be,” I say.

  She runs her arms around my neck. “Take me to bed and show me how every night of my life will be spent as Mrs. Jason Brennan.”

  I pick her up and carry her to the little bedroom and wonder when the right time is going to be to tell her this pretty bad news.

  Laying her back on the bed, she looks up at me. “I cannot wait to tell you that you’re going to be a father, Jason. I can’t wait to see the look on your handsome face when you hear those words for the very first time.”

  Interesting, she should say that.

  Nope, I won’t be telling her tonight. Maybe tomorrow.

  Maybe not ever. Does she really have to know about this?

  To be continued…

  The Shameless Billionaire Series

  Book 3

  Game Changer

  An Alpha-Male, Billionaire, Bad Boy, Bad Girl, Romance

  By Michelle Love

  Tribulations. Compassion. Devotion.

  Jason finds himself in a situation he never thought he’d be in. Using extensive measures to ensure none of his women ever got pregnant, he’s found one of them has secretly done just that.

  Brittany is by his side, accepting anything which comes with the man she is falling more and more in love with.

  The couple finds there is less than a fifty percent chance the baby is Jason’s, giving them hope their wedding plans won’t be on hold too much longer.

  On the way back to visit their families in their hometown has the couple witnessing a terrible tragedy which sends Jason over the edge.

  Brittany finds herself dealing with a man she’s never known him to be before. It has her making hard decisions where he’s concerned.

  Can Jason forgive her for making him take a path he doesn’t want to? Can Brittany take the dark person she now knows he can become? Or will the stress Jason’s under end the couple?

  Chapter 1

  BRITTANY

  Waking from a sex coma on the private jet taking us to Texas has me looking into my fiancé’s gorgeous blue eyes and wondering how this all happened so fast. It’s been a week and here I am engaged and ready to marry this man.

  “Hey, Beautiful,” he murmurs. “Did you sleep well?” His lips graze my cheek, igniting a slight burn.

  I guess I have a bit of whisker burn from the stubble on his face and all the kissing we did before exhaustion overtook us and we fell asleep.

  “I slept like the dead. I’m surprised to see you awake.” I take his hand and hold it against my chest, near my heart.

  He’s back in my heart. All of it.

  I can feel the comforting sensation of having faith and hope in this man once again. When he slipped the engagement ring on my finger, I let the doubts fly away. There’s no room for doubts if this is going to work. And I want this to work more than anything I’ve ever wanted.

  “I checked the time.” He turns away from me and gets off the bed. “We’ll be landing in Dallas soon. I’ll rent a car and we can stay in Dallas until my meeting on Wednesday. The place I need to go is about forty minutes away from the East side. You can stay in the hotel while I have the little meeting then I’ll come get you and we can go visit our parents.”

  I turn over on my side and prop my head up on the pillows and watch him going through his suitcase to find something to wear. “What’s the meeting about?”

  He stops and makes that dear in the headlights face and I know the meeting may not be a real meeting. His body tenses and every muscle stands out. “Oh, nothing really. I’m going to take a quick shower. I’d ask you to join me but you distract me and we need to hurry up, the plane should be landing in twenty minutes.”

  I let him get in the shower then I get out of bed and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and look at the rat’s nest that’s now my hair. “You really did a number on my locks, Luscious.”

  “I saw that,” he says with a chuckle. “Medusa doesn’t hold a candle to you.”

  After I rinse out my mouth, I pull the little shower curtain back. “I’m getting in. Try not to get distracted.”

  He looks me up and down and growls. “Too late.”

  With a laugh, I bump him with my hip and knock him over a little so I can get my hair wet. “Well, control yourself. I’m already going to look less than fantastic when we go inside the airport and being that this is Dallas I may run into people I know.”

  “Do you have any of your boy toys in Dallas?” he asks as he rubs shampoo into his dark hair.

  “All of my men are in New York.” I hold out my hand. “Would you please put some shampoo in my hand? It’s behind you and if I have to get it myself, I may cause you, even more, distraction.”

  He obliges me but has a frown on his face. “Let’s stop calling them your men and my women, okay? I’d like to think I’m your only man and you are my only woman.”

  “Great. I like that way of thinking myself.” I massage the shampoo into my hair as he rinses his out. “So, this meeting, what time is it?”

  “Early, you know one of those first thing in the morning things. Maybe over breakfast I guess.” The way his eyes look everywhere but at me has my brain doing flips to get me to see he’s up to something.

  “Is it about your app?” I bump him again, making him move so I can rinse out my hair.

  “Sure,” he says as if that sounds convincing at all. “My app, it’s about that.”

  “And it’s outside of Dallas?” I ask as I hold out my hand. “Some conditioner please.”

  He pours some into my palm. “Yes. I’m done in here.” He kisses my nose then gets out of the shower and away from my questions.

  I hurry to finish showering and hop out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me and finding him buttoning up his shirt, already dressed. “Would you grab me a bra and panty set and a little dress, Baby?”

  He nods and grabs them out of the suitcase and lays them on the bed. “I’ll be in the cabin. I think there’s something to eat in there. I heard some noise a minute ago.”

  “You and food, Jason. You have such an appetite.”

  “I did have a few hours work out earlier, Baby. Jeez! And you need to eat too. I’ve only managed to get about three pounds on you and I wanted to get ten in this week.”

  “Trying to fatten me up so no other men will look at me, Jason?” I ask as I pull my panties on.

  He watches me with his jaw clenched. “You're making me nuts. Get dressed then we can talk. You’re making it very hard to think about anything other than getting you back in that bed.”

  He leaves the room and me still not knowing what he’s really going to be doing on Wednesday morning.

  Maybe it’s some kind of surprise for me!

  I shake that thought off. It most likely has nothing to do with me. It most likely has to do with one of those women he has on his app. And now I’m kind of pissed and not in a very great mood any longer.

  After I dress, I go into the cabin of the jet to find Jason scarfing down some kind of pie. “What do you have there?”

  He looks at me with a grin. “Apple pie. Come, sit with me and let me feed you.”

  I sit next to him and he places a bite in my mouth. I’ve decided arguing with him about eating is futile. And food has never tasted so good as when he’s placing it in my mouth.

  Only three bites in and the older woman, who is the stewardess, comes out of a little do
or. “Sorry, I have to put that up. We’ll be landing in just a few minutes. Take your places and put on your seatbelts please.”

  Jason gets up, pulling me along behind him. “Don’t worry, I’m getting you something to eat in the airport. You have to be starving.”

  I’m not so much hungry as I am curious about his damn meeting but he seems more intent on feeding me than letting me in on the true nature of this meeting.

  Gently pushing me to take the seat next to the window, he leans over and latches my seat belt. A quick kiss to the top of my head and he sits down next to me.

  I realize he can’t get away from me now. “So who is this meeting with?”

  “A man,” he says as he buckles his own seat belt.

  “You seem very sketchy about this meeting, Jason. I don’t like it.”

  He looks down for a while then back at me. “Britt, can we talk about this at the hotel? It’s complicated. I want to tell you. I do. But not here. Okay, Pumpkin-britches?”

  “It’s that serious?” I ask as a knot forms in my stomach.

  He merely nods then takes my hand and kisses it. “I’ll tell you everything once we’re all settled in the room. I promise.”

  I can’t help thinking about all the possibilities. And since this thing has stopped us from heading straight out to Vegas, the way he had been planning if I accepted his proposal, I know it has to be bad.

  He tightens his grip on my hand and tugs it so I’ll look at him instead of out the window at the black night sky. “It’s going to be okay. No matter what, it won’t affect you and I and what we have.”

  I nod and find I can’t talk as a lump has lodged in my throat. Deep inside of me I knew things wouldn’t go along as smoothly as I hoped they would. Except for my work, nothing else in my life has ever gone according to plan.

  I have to ask one more question to try to ease my mind a little. “Jason, is this legal trouble or woman trouble?”

  He sits quietly for what I deem as too long. “A bit of both.”

  I nod again. “Do you have a lawyer?”

  “I do. He’s going to be there.”

  He’s already called his lawyer about this. I know it’s big now and I’m having a hard time not freaking out. So I look back out the window and try to breathe as I see the lights of DFW airport.

  It’s nearly eleven at night and I promised my mother I’d call when we arrived safely at our destination. I left out it was going to be Dallas. She thinks I’m going back to New York.

  I let her know I was going to Bora Bora with Jason and she was none too pleased. I told her we were going away to see if we wanted to get back together which made her furious.

  She told me, of course, he could be good for a week, away from all of his tramps. But I felt something very different with him during that week. I felt a change in the man I used to know.

  He said the same thing himself. He told me he felt a change in himself he never dreamed he’d feel.

  I’m not sure if he’s become a brilliant liar or really means it. I’m putting my faith in that he really means it.

  As I sit here and watch the lights getting closer and closer as we descend, I can’t help comparing this to where we are in our lives. On the way to a marriage and family.

  Just like landing this jet, it’s iffy. I’ve seen planes crash right as they land. We could too.

  Jason and I could make it right up to the altar and everything could go wrong. I don’t know how or why, but things could go wrong.

  I glance back at Jason. He’s laying his head back on the headrest with his eyes closed. I know it’s not because he’s nervous about the landing. I know he’s nervous about telling me what this meeting is really about.

  It’s that bad of news that he’s nervous about losing me over this. Otherwise, he’d have told me about it right away. Instead, he’s skirted around it and that makes me extremely worried.

  I lay my head back on the headrest too and close my eyes. Seems right now a little prayer wouldn’t hurt.

  Please let things work out for us!

  Chapter 2

  JASON

  Somewhere inside me, I know Brittany will stay by my side after I tell her this news. But as I sit in this very nice hotel room and look at her as she stares at me, waiting to hear what I have to say, I am paralyzed.

  Fear has me in its clammy hands and refuses to let me go. Her foot tapping on the cherry wood floor makes me look at it and she makes a huffing sound. “Jason, it’s been ten minutes. You’re going to have to bite the fucking bullet and let the words out.”

  “But you might leave me,” I mutter.

  She gets up and comes to sit right next to me. Her hand slips over mine and she pulls it to her lips. “Tell me. I won’t leave you.”

  I take a deep breath. I feel stronger with her next to me, holding my hand in hers. “I’ve been accused of being the father of a baby.”

  Her eyes move down then quickly back up to mine. I can see the disappointment behind the green color of her beautiful eyes. “You’ve said that you have always used condoms, and you told me that you also made the women you’ve been with use other birth control too. So how could this have happened?”

  “I don’t think it’s true. I don’t think I am the father. This woman has said I am, though. She has a judge who’s a family friend and ready to sue me for child support.” I squeeze her hand. “But let’s just run down this road for a minute. What if I am the father? Would that break our engagement?”

  She looks right into my eyes. “No.”

  My insides melt with her one word. No, she will not leave me if the worst happens.

  “Thank you, Angel. You have no idea of the torture I’ve been putting myself through since I heard this news. I really thought this might be something you couldn’t take.”

  “What I can’t take is dishonesty and hiding things from me. I know you were worried about how I would take it, but the fact is I’m more upset with you that you waited so long to tell me. You could’ve avoided all of that worry if you would have been honest with me from the very beginning.” She pulls my hand to her cheek and runs my knuckles over her cheek. “I love you. I know you have a past. A very daunting past. I’m no fool. I know things will arise now and then that will have to be taken care of.”

  “I’m not used to being forthcoming, Britt. I’ve held my cards close to the vest for many years now. Well, always, if I’m going to be honest with myself. This new way of living is kind of hard to maintain so quickly. I am sorry.” I pull her hand to my lips.

  She looks at me with a bit of sadness in her eyes. “Okay, I forgive you. My bad, bad boy.”

  “I don’t want to be bad. Not anymore. And now that you know what I’m up against, I’d like you to go with me to court.” I wait to see what she’ll say. I’m not sure at all she’ll want to be involved in this ugly situation.

  “Are you kidding me?” she asks in a high squeaky voice. “You better take me with you. If this broad is thinking she can run over you, then she has another think coming. Whether the baby’s yours or not, she won’t be getting her claws into you.”

  Pulling her to me, I wrap my arms around her. “That’s fantastic to hear. I had no idea how you’d take any of this. I really feel like I have a partner for the first time in my life, I really have someone in my corner.”

  Her hands move over my back. “You have me, Baby. I will be in your corner. No matter what you’ve done in the past, I’m here for you now. You won’t have to clean up any of your messes alone.”

  My heart is pounding in my chest as it fills with a lot more love for this woman. She’s become quite fearless in the last six years. No longer the timid, shy girl she was when we were young.

  Little kisses are peppered along my neck then her lips meet mine and she takes me away with her sweet kiss.

  We’ve both slipped out of our clothes and into the fluffy white robes the hotel had in the bathroom. Her hands creep under mine to run over my chest then she pushes me back o
n the sofa.

  Straddling me, she sits up and looks down at me. I push her robe open and run my hands over her plump breasts. “Still love me, then?”

  She nods. “More than ever.”

  Her fingertip traces the valleys between my abs as she hums. Her humming has me itching to see what she has planned for me. A gleam is in her eyes and I can see she wants to show me how much she loves me.

  I push the robe all the way off her and pull her to me. “How about you let me taste those bad boys you have there, Pudding-pop?”

  She smiles as she leans over me. I take one of her tits and lick the nipple until it’s as tight as it can get. She moans with the teasing and grinds her hot sex against my stomach.

  My fingers press into the springy softness of her other tit as I change from licking to sucking. Her hands are on the armrest, behind my head, as she leans over me. “Baby, that feels so fucking good.”

  I suck harder and feel her wet against my skin. Running my free hand down her back, I grip her ass cheek. The softness in each hand and the luscious tit in my mouth has me aroused to the point I have to do something about that.

  Popping her tit out of my mouth, I sit up and pick her up with me, taking her to the bedroom. She wraps her legs around my waist and kisses me. Closing my eyes for only a second has me running her into a wall and I open my eyes.

  “Sorry,” I say as she giggles.

  “Don’t be,” she says then runs her mouth to my neck. “Do me here.”

  I growl and press her against the wall as I move into her slow and easy. Her nails gouge into my shoulders then her mouth is back on mine. The way she’s kissing me lets me know she wants a little rough stuff, so I thrust into her hard and fast.

  She pulls her mouth from mine, panting hard as I plunge into her. “I’m aching to feel your hands on my ass, Jason. Take me to the bed and bend me over your lap.”

  “Fuck me, Britt!”

  Putting my hands on her ass, I grip it and walk to the bedroom, sitting on the side of the bed. I hold her on my lap, still connected as she runs her fingers over my chest and bites her lower lip.