The Billionaire Bad Boy Plan

by Michelle Love

  She lays her head on my shoulder and I feel her body shaking as she holds back the tears I know are threatening her. “It’s going to be okay. I’m in your corner. I have an idea anyway and if you had kept that job you’d never accept my offer.”

  Moving to sit in one of the large chairs in the main dining room, I hold her on my lap and stroke her hair. She looks at me with worry-filled eyes. “Jude, I have to do this one my own. I have to. You can’t hand me everything. I have to know how to pull myself back up on my own. This is important to me.”

  “And you will do it all on your own. You see, I want to partner up with you and open a gym, but one like no other. I want to hire personal trainers that I make out plans for them to follow. I want you to manage the entire thing. It’ll be a lot of work and will take a lot of ingenuity. But the best part is, I want it to have a childcare center. That way the kids will be right there with us.”

  Her eyes are sparkling as she searches mine. Then she shakes her head and throws me into a tailspin.

  Why can’t she just accept help?

  Chapter 3

  MERCY

  “I can’t be your partner, Jude. I have no money to invest,” I tell him as he holds me on his lap.

  He looks dejected as he says, “But I want you to be my partner, fifty-fifty. I want it. Just say yes and don’t make me beg you to become rich, Mercy. In the end, you will accept it, anyway. It’ll be the best decision you’ve ever made to join me on this venture.”

  “I’ll accept a job as the manager but how could I possibly accept a partnership without putting any money into it?” I ask him as he has that determined look in his dark eyes. He’s going to be bratty about this, I can already tell.

  “Mercy, this is a great opportunity for you. Don’t let your foolish pride get in your way. If you were offered this deal by anyone else, you know you would take it.” He leans in and kisses me with a delicate, light kiss that sends my head into the clouds.

  “But no one would offer me such an outlandish deal, Jude. So, you can accept my offer to become the manager or I can look for something else,” I tell him as he narrows his eyes at me.

  “I need you to be more than that. I need you to make up a business plan, head up the whole thing with me. We’ll have to make this thing from the ground up and I’ll be counting on you to do the majority of the project management aspects of this endeavor. I need you, Mercy. I’ve never had one goal in my life and now that I have one, I need someone’s help to see it through. I want your help. I need you, Mercy.”

  I cannot stand his puppy-dog eyes as he stares at me. So I finally say, “Alright.”

  He’s elated as he gets up and tosses me into the air, making me scream then he catches me and hugs me. “You’ve made me the happiest man ever!”

  If he’s this excited over giving me something like this, how much happier could I make him?

  “Jude, you’re crazy!” I say as he spins me around with him.

  Stopping the spinning motion and leaving me a bit on the dizzy side, he says, “First thing in the morning, we’ll go scout out places to either build the place or find a place that’s already built and we can revamp it. And tonight we can work on a name for the place. You need to stay here so we can do that.”

  “I really should go to the house. The kids need to get settled in. I stopped by there and your staff has it looking ten times better than it had ever looked. They really know how to clean. And the bunk beds in my old bedroom are appreciated. The kids will love that since they have to share.”

  He looks at me with a determination I’ve yet to see in him then he sighs. “Okay, let me come too.”

  “To the new house?” I ask. “What will the kids think? I mean, you’d have to sleep with me and what would they think? Oh, no. You can’t do that.”

  He pulls me in tight and rocks us back and forth as he presses his forehead to mine. “You and I and those kids have slept in the same bed for the last two nights. So what’s the big deal if I share your bed?”

  “I don’t know. Damn, Jude! You just don’t understand. I feel like I have to keep a stable situation for those two. Right now, they think you’re my very good friend. We don’t kiss or touch too much in front of them. They’ll know there’s more between us if you’re spending the nights with me in my bedroom,” I say as he starts kissing my neck, making my knees go weak.

  “They’ll handle the news we’re a couple just fine. Give the kids some credit. I’m positive they’ll be fine with us in that way. They already love me. Mia told me while ago, I was her cute boyfriend and that she loved me so much.”

  “Great, see? She thinks you’re available. She’ll be devastated when she sees you and I as a couple. This is never going to work. I should just let you go.”

  His arms squeeze me tight. “I never want to hear those words come out of your mouth again. Not ever! You can’t just let me go because I will never let you do that. I can be very determined when I set my mind on something and my mind is set on you, girl.”

  “Your Jag is going to look stupid in that driveway,” I say as I know he’s going to get his way. “You know that, right?”

  He laughs and kisses me. My arms wrap around him and I run one through his hair as his tongue moves around mine and his hips grind against mine. He’s going to come home with me, to my old house and he’s probably going to try to stay every single night with me.

  And I shouldn’t let him. I should put my foot down and tell him, no. I know it’s not a word the man hears much but I know I should do just that. But his mouth is making me wet and making my stomach tighten. His hands move down my back and he cups my ass in them.

  When he pulls his mouth from mine, we’re both breathing hard. “I win,” he says with a chuckle.

  “Well, now you’ve gone and messed up, Jude. I can’t let you win,” I say with a giggle as he runs his hands up my sides.

  “I won! Admit it!” His fingers move over my waist as he begins to tickle me and I giggle some more.

  “I’ll never admit that! You didn’t win, I just changed my mind is all!”

  His laughter along with mine has the kids seeking us out and I hear little screeches of laughter peeling through the air as they run into the dining room. Carter grabs my leg and looks up at me. “What’s so funny in here?”

  Mia is tugging at Jude’s pants leg and holding up her chubby little arms. He lets me go to pick her up and kisses her cheek. “There’s my girl.”

  She puts her little hands on both of his cheeks and kisses him on the tip of his nose. “My cute boyfriend.”

  Jude cuts his eyes at me then cocks his head to the side and says, “You know I love you, Mia. But your Aunt Mercy is my girlfriend. You can accept that, right?”

  Mia’s little eyes go wide as she looks at me. “Your cute boyfriend, Aunt Mercy?”

  I nod, hesitantly. “Are you okay with that?”

  She shrugs her little shoulders. “Sure. As long as he’s one of our cute boyfriends.”

  Carter claps his hands and jumps up and down. “We have an uncle now!”

  Jude and I lock eyes. And now there is nothing I can do to stop this from rolling forward. The kids are over the moon about him and he’s a part of us now, no matter what I say.

  How can I be letting myself get so completely tangled up with this man so damn quickly?

  Chapter 4

  JUDE

  The house is tiny and not anything I’ve ever stayed in before. But I want to be with Mercy so I’m trying to make myself comfortable here in these surroundings. It’s been a while since anyone has lived here and I swear it feels like it’s been abandoned and shadows seem to ebb and flow throughout the small house.

  The kids have to share a bedroom so I had a set of bunk beds brought in and the old double bed that had been Mercy’s before her family was killed was taken out and given to the local thrift shop.

  I also had new bedroom furniture put in the bedroom that had been her parents. I tried hard to erase some of
the things that might trigger bad or sad feelings in her.

  Mercy comes out of the bathroom with Mia wrapped in a towel and sighs as she walks toward the bedroom that was hers up until that terrible night when the accident left her with a couple of huge responsibilities. Responsibilities she’s taken great care of but it’s taken a toll on her. Anyone can see that.

  Getting up off the couch, I call out to her, “I’ll start the water for Carter now.”

  “Thanks,” she shouts back at me. “This one bathroom thing is a real pain in the badonkey-donk.”

  I laugh with her colorful use of language. “Watch your mouth, young lady!”

  She laughs and I hear Mia giggle too. “He told you to watch your mouth, Aunt Mercy. Unckie Jude is too funny!”

  “Yes, he’s a real riot,” Mercy says.

  After I get the tub ready, I go try to pry Carter away from the television and the cartoon he’s been watching. “Bath’s ready, Carter.”

  “Okay,” he says without taking his eyes off the television screen. “I’ll go in a minute.”

  “Well, the water’s warm right now. It’ll get cold if you wait. You should also hurry because the bubbles I put in it will all be gone if you wait,” I tell him in an attempt to entice him into the bath he desperately needs. The kid has played hard all day and he smells like pure little kid funk.

  The bubbles worked I see as he jumps up and sprints toward the small bathroom. “Bubbles! Yes!”

  His clothes are hitting the floor as he goes and his little butt is bare just before he gets inside the bathroom. I laugh and go along behind him, picking them up and putting them in the hamper. “Holler when you’re ready to get out and I’ll help you, buddy.”

  He splashes into the bubble filled tub and smiles like a kid on Christmas morning. “Okay.”

  Closing the door half-way, I make my way to see how Mercy’s coming along with Mia. I find Mia dressed in some cute little Hello Kitty pajama set and Mercy combing out her wet hair and putting it into a braid as they talk. Leaning on the doorframe and watching them without either realizing I’m there, I listen to their conversation.

  “He’s so nice, right, Aunt Mercy?” Mia asks as she plays with a little Barbie doll I let her pick out before we came here. I let both kids pick out a toy to start their new toy collection here.

  “Yes, he is,” Mercy agrees, making me smile.

  “And he’s so cute,” Mia says.

  Mercy makes a long sigh. “Yes, he is.”

  “And he’d be a good daddy,” Mia says.

  Mercy nods but doesn’t say anything. So I clear my throat to let them know I’m here and say, “Looks like you have her pretty much squared away, Mercy. I’m going to run over to that little store on the corner up the street and get you and I some adult beverages to enjoy after we put these little cherubs in bed. Do you want anything else? Some beef jerky or anything like that?”

  “How about a bag of those hot pork rinds and get that low carb beer. I need to get my figure in check if I’m going to be the owner of a fitness club.” She looks at me and gives me a wink.

  “Oh, I’ll get you into shape. We can start your workout tonight,” I say and give her a wink. “I have all kinds of great ideas.”

  She blushes and looks away. “I bet you do.”

  Stopping off at the bathroom to see how Carter is getting along, I ask, “You good for ten minutes, buddy. I’m running to the store?”

  “I’m doing good. I’m going to be in here for a while, playing with these bubbles. And how about you get me a nice ice cream?” he asks me.

  “Not before bed, but nice try, Carter,” I say with a chuckle and head out.

  “Aw, man,” he says as I make my way out the front door.

  The houses in this neighborhood are all older, wood frame homes and Mercy was right, my Jag looks out of place here. Night has fallen since we got here and the place takes on a whole new look.

  I can see quite a few people sitting outside of their homes. The sound of music creeps around in the warm night air. I can hear some man cussing out someone then a screen door slams and a car starts up and peels away.

  I slip into my car and notice a few men walking up the street. I pull out of the driveway and head toward the little corner store. As I pull into the parking lot, all eyes are on me and my car.

  “You’re in the wrong part of town, mister,” some skinny, meth-head looking young guy says.

  I nod and walk away, pressing the lock button on my key-fob. As I get to the entrance, I notice a young woman wearing the shortest blue jean cutoffs I’ve ever seen and a black bra. That’s it, nothing else, not even shoes.

  Her dirty blonde hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail and she looks stoned. “You need a date, mister?” she asks as I make sure not to touch her as I go inside and shake my head as my answer.

  This is not a place for Mercy and the kids to be living. I have to change this up and quickly.

  Around ten people are milling around the store that’s too small for that many people to be hanging out. But they’re doing it anyway. I grab the beer and the pork rinds and make my way to the cashier who is a man behind a bulletproof glass window. “You want lottery tickets?” he asks me as he rings up my purchases with a handheld scanner he holds outside of a hole only big enough for his hand and the scanner to pass through.

  “No, thank you,” I answer him as I notice I’m the center of attention.

  “You’re not from around here,” he says. “You don’t belong on this side of town. Are you looking for a prostitute? I know of three right here, right now. I can get you laid if that’s why you’re here.”

  “Oh, no thanks,” I say as I grab up my things and head out.

  Wow, that is a man who wears many hats. Cashier and pimp!

  Two scraggly looking teens are leaning on my car and I’m pissed off immediately but I’m not about to lose my temper here. “Hey, kids. Gotta go. Mind getting off my car? I don’t want to hurt you when I pull out.”

  “Fuck off,” one of them says with a snarl.

  I unlock only the driver door and get inside the car. As I pull away, one of the kids falls and starts cussing and shooting the finger at me as I drive off.

  Nope, we are not staying the night here!

  The neighborhood looks run down during the day but at night it looks like a third-world country. This is not a place for anyone with kids. So now I know I have to bait a trap for Mercy. I have to get her to agree to let me get us a place while the other house is repaired.

  When I get to the driveway, I park all the way at the back of it so I can see the car out of the kitchen window. I go inside the door there and make sure to leave the porch light on.

  Leaving the things on the kitchen table, I go find Mercy reading a book to Mia and Carter is still in the bathtub. I stop by the bathroom and say, “Hey, Carter, time to get out and get in those pajamas.”

  “Aw,” he says. But I hear him pull the plug and the water going down the drain.

  “Thanks, buddy.” I take a towel out of the cabinet and toss it on the vanity. “You got this from here.”

  “Yep,” he says so I leave him in the bathroom and go into the living room to try to talk Mercy into letting me take us all to a nice hotel.

  “So, what was life like here a couple of years ago, Mercy?” I ask her as I take a seat next to her on the couch.

  “Quiet,” she says as she closes the book she’s finished reading to Mia. Mia takes the book and heads off to the pile of them to get another one.

  “Well, it’s not quiet anymore. It’s pretty rough and not at all safe. So, let’s get the kids and let’s go to a hotel room. Tomorrow I can find us a nice place to rent while the other house is getting fixed back up.”

  She laughs at me and says, “You’re just spoiled, Jude. This is an old neighborhood. Most of the people are old and the streets shut down as soon as it gets dark.”

  “No, they don’t. Not anymore. Come here,” I say as I get up and take
her out on the front porch, leaving the porch light off.

  The eerie sounds of people arguing, televisions up loud, radios on, and dogs barking meet us. The squeaks from some bicycles come from the left and we look to see about seven young men riding them down the middle of the street and one of them throws a bottle right in the driveway. “Fuck you, motherfuckers!” one of them yells as they pass us.

  “See,” I tell her. “It’s changed.”

  She looks at me with a frown. “Jude, I can’t keep moving the kids from place to place. I can’t.”

  “We can’t keep them here, baby.”

  She nods and runs her arms around me. “My world is a mess. I hate this.”

  Running my hands over her back, I say, “I know. Let me take care of things. Everything will be alright.”

  Her arms tighten around me then she lets me go and turns away from me. “I can’t continue to let you fix everything.”

  What the hell does that mean?

  Chapter 5

  MERCY

  “How can one tornado mess up my life so badly?” I ask myself.

  Jude is standing next to me and I suppose he’s taking offense at my words. “Messed up? Mercy, I’m here with you. You’re not alone in this at all. And I can fix it all.”

  Sitting on the cement stair of the small front porch, I feel like crying. The house Mom, Dad, and I shared is no longer the home I knew. The neighborhood has gone to shit, just like my life has.

  Jude doesn’t understand me and that’s hard to take. He sits next to me and sighs. “Talk to me, baby.”

  “You wouldn’t understand. No one can,” I say as I look up at the black sky. “You can’t even see the stars here.”

  He puts his arm around me. “Talk to me anyway.”

  “I managed to pull my ass out of shock and get a job within a month of my family’s departure from this world. I had to gain access to all of their bank accounts, not an easy thing to do. I had to call the insurance agencies that I had to dig through tons of files and paperwork to find in the first place. And I managed to get it all taken care of in a month’s time.”