by KB Winters
“No! No,” he gasped, trying to catch his breath. “I don’t have any money for you, but I will. Soon. I promise.”
I punched him again because the promises of a gambling addict meant less than shit to me. “Wrong answer, Michaels. Wanna try again?”
Blood streamed from his nose, his brow and the corner of his mouth and still I didn’t feel any sense of relief. That frustration forced me to land another series of blows right to his pudgy gut.
“Okay, okay!” he pleaded.
I released the pathetic excuse for a man and he took a step back, swiping blood from the corner of his mouth, spitting some on the floor. “How long can you give me?”
“End of the week. No more.” He nodded excitedly, grateful even and I knew I hadn’t gotten my point across. “I’m not fucking around with you, Michaels.”
“Of course not. End of the week is perfect, by then I’ll be able to … ow! What the hell was that for?”
I got in his face, close enough that I could see how fear transformed his eyes into a light, sea color. “That was to remind you that if the end of the week rolls around and you don’t have what you owe, to put you current, you’ll be wishing for what I did to you tonight.” I landed one more for good measure when I heard the twist of the knob.
A shrill scream. “Stop! Fucker! Stop hitting him you fucking asshole! That’s my dad!”
I stopped and turned to look at the screamer over my shoulder. Damn, she was hot. Stacked and curvy as fuck. Blonde, just how I liked ’em and with a mouth that only a filthy motherfucker like me could tame. She wore some kind of sexy office girl outfit, a tight skirt that showed off a slim waist, big tits and hips that were more than a handful. But it was those thick, fuck-me red lips that drew my attention and made my cock wake up and take notice. “Someone should tell your dad the importance of paying his fucking debts.”
“Debts?” She looked shocked, confused, which I was more than prepared for.
Why?
Because family was always the last to know.
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I never thought I’d fall for the billionaire, but his cool-blue eyes and sexy swagger drew me to him like a moth to a flame. Okay, inferno.
He was my first and so far, had been my last—my only.
Once I found out I’d been played, I high tailed it out of there and moved as far away as I could. He didn’t need to know. I didn’t need him or his money.
Jerk.
Not only did he take my virginity, break my heart and stomp all over it, he gave me a baby as well.
How could I be so stupid?
And why the hell did he just walk into my office and tell me he now owns the posh resort I work at?
I fell for the billionaire once—this time will be different.
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Acknowledgments
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About The Author
KB Winters is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author of steamy hot books about Bikers, Billionaires, Bad Boys and Badass Military Men. Just the way you like them. She has an addiction to caffeine, tattoos and hard-bodied alpha males. The men in her books are very sexy, protective and sometimes bossy, her ladies are...well...bossier!
Living in sunny Southern California, with her five kids and three fur babies, this embarrassingly hopeless romantic writes every chance she gets!
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