I"m her billionaire boss.
She"s the woman who stole my heart.
Our love was accidental. So was our baby.
But now I"m going to take what"s mine.
I didn"t see this coming.
And then Kendall Adams entered my office.
All curves and long legs in a tight pencil skirt, her green eyes begging me to take her.
She didn"t think I knew who she was.
But damn, I had to find out her secret.
So I hired her as my PA and kept her close – 24/7.
Mine to control by day.
Her luscious body to command by night.
Every. Single. Night.
Keeping my heart out of this arrangement isn"t easy.
I never expected to feel this way.
She"s in trouble.
Whoever these [email protected] are, I"m going to take them down.
I"ll use all my power and wealth – even break bones " to protect what"s mine.
Especially now that I"m going to be a daddy"
Love Accidental is a stand-alone novel of 80000 words. As always, lots of love and romance and a very satisfying HEA!
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I leaned back against the leather seat in the limo, facing my best friend and right-hand man, Aaron Wood.
"You have that look on your face," I said, staring at the weird smile that seemed to have been a permanent fixture on his face the last few months. "It"s weird. Creepy, really. I feel like you"re flirting with me all the time."
He laughed, his deep baritone voice filling the back of the car. "Relax, big boy. I only have eyes for Jessica."
"You"re killing me. You"re supposed to be my wingman and you left me out there hanging," I complained, adjusting the bowtie that was essentially choking me.
He shrugged a shoulder. "I"m happy."
I grimaced. "With one woman. Forever. Like forever forever"" I questioned him"again. It was a conversation we"d had many times in the past, ever since he had fallen in love and then gotten engaged.
"Dylan, you have no idea how good it is. One day, a woman is going to come into your life and you"re never going to want her to leave. You are going to want to spend every minute of the day with her," he said, his voice filled with wonder.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I doubt it."
He smirked. "We"ll see."
The limo pulled to a stop and the back door opened seconds later. I climbed out, nearly blinded by flashing bulbs after being cocooned inside the heavily tinted windows of the limo. Aaron put his hand on my shoulder, anchoring me. He knew how much I hated the attention and the lights. I should have been used to it by now, but it still tripped me up.
I took long strides up the three cement stairs, stopping to turn around and wave before heading inside the convention center where the charity dinner was taking place. The charity attracted a lot of attention, and the guest list was long. It was a who"s who event in the world of money with politicians, a handful of celebrities, and wealthy businessmen and women like myself all coming together to raise money for inner-city schools.
There was a person covered with a blanket sitting on the cold cement and leaning against the wall, a hoodie pulled low over his or her face"I couldn"t be sure of the gender. I was a little surprised security hadn"t run them off. Maybe they just hadn"t noticed. I walked over and quietly handed the person a hundred-dollar bill while the photographers were focused on some celebrity crawling out of a limo behind me.
Walking inside, Aaron was on my right and followed the signs to the large space where the dinner was being held. At ten thousand dollars a plate, it was one of the biggest fundraisers of the year.
"Mr. Parks, it"s so good to see you," said a woman I didn"t recognize.
Aaron stepped forward. "Mrs. Lantham, you look lovely tonight."
The name instantly registered. She was the wife of the organizer.
"Your seats are right over here," she said, walking to a table near the front.
We sat down, went through the necessary small talk with the other people seated around the table, and settled in for a night filled with grandstanding and fake speeches. I had been to a dozen of these events this year alone. It was always the same story with the same people sitting around and pretending to be generous and charitable, but very few would ever actually do anything to help the people they were supposedly so passionate about helping.
The table cleared out, leaving Aaron and I alone. I wasn"t all that interested in mingling, and Aaron didn"t seem to care either.
"So, who was this girl"" Aaron asked.
"What girl"" I questioned, unsure who he was talking about.
"In the car, you were telling me about the woman from the other night," he prompted.
I nodded my head, remembering the conversation. "She was gorgeous and had a body that wouldn"t stop. Her tits," I mumbled, shaking my head in wonder. "They were spectacular," I said with a grin.
"And" What was her name" Did you take her home""
I sighed. "I don"t know, and no, I didn"t."
"What" Why not"" he asked, surprise written on his face.
I shrugged a shoulder. "It was too easy. She made it clear from the moment she sat down in my booth that she wanted me. I"m pretty sure she would have walked through fire if I"d asked."
Aaron chuckled. "That"s definitely not the woman for you."
"There was no challenge, no fight, no resistance. It was too easy, and frankly, easy is boring. If she would have played hard to get for even a minute or talked about something other than me, I could have gotten into it. She didn"t. The shallow thing is old," I said. "I want to at least pretend I have to try."
Aaron was shaking his head. "I"m so glad to be done with that scene. I know what you"re talking about. You want someone who wants you and not your wallet."