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The Billionaire: The Bad Boys, #3
The Billionaire: The Bad Boys, #3
The Billionaire: The Bad Boys, #3
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The Billionaire: The Bad Boys, #3

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Delaney Moore is in deep debt. She’s a single mother working as a secretary for a sexy billionaire to make ends meet. A new position in the company would mean more money and more stability, but she’ll have to convince her rich boss to give her the job first.

Mitchell Westwood always gets what he wants, and he wants Delaney Moore. There’s something alluring about this strong determined women that intrigues him, but she’s unsure about taking their relationship further.

When a blackmail attempt brings them closer together they’ll need to sort out their true feelings before things get even more complicated.

Can it work between a strong billionaire and an even stronger single mother? Find out in The Billionaire.

Contemporary Romance Novella.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTabitha Levin
Release dateDec 12, 2016
ISBN9781540168177
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    The Billionaire - Tabitha Levin

    The Billionaire

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    Tabitha Levin © Copyright 2015

    All Rights Reserved.

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imaginations or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without permission in writing from the author.

    Table of Contents

    The Billionaire

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Chapter 17

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    Chapter 1

    Find a rich man, Delaney. Find one and seduce him into marrying you. You’re pretty; you’ll be able to catch a good one.

    My mother sat across from me at the small wooden kitchen table, the table she refused to discard even though it was well past its usefulness. One of the legs was too short and caused it to unbalance. My coffee cup threatened to spill onto my new skirt. She tutted then bent down and stuffed a folded up piece of newspaper under the foot so it didn’t topple over.

    While she was fixing the table I looked around the room. The faded and peeling wallpaper with large yellow peonies didn’t hold the same feelings as they once did. As a child I remembered when it was first put on the walls. It brightened the whole room and disguised how small it actually was. Now it was tired and out of date. Just like the rest of this apartment.

    My mother flicked her fading red hair, streaked with silver strands, over her shoulder. Don’t end up like me, darlin’. You don’t want to end up like your momma.

    Mom. I sighed. How many times do I have to tell you that I want to be taken seriously? I don’t want to rely on anyone for money.

    She waved her hand in the air dismissively. It’s just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as a poor one. She glanced over at the photograph of her wedding day that sat on the windowsill and her eyes glazed over. She looked so young and beautiful in that photograph.

    I reached over and placed my hand on top of hers, feeling her thin frail hand tremble slightly. I didn’t need to tell her that I missed him as much as she did.

    She brightened and pulled her hand away. What ‘bout that rich man you work for. He’s single isn’t he?

    I shook my head. Can’t happen. He’s my boss.

    But he’s good looking for someone his age. I saw his picture in the newspaper.

    I laughed a little too loudly than I meant to. That’s ridiculous. He’s too old for me, and besides he doesn’t date. And neither do I anymore. I wouldn’t tell her that I’d fantasized about my boss Mitchell Westwood many times. He was absolutely gorgeous and made my skin turn to gooseflesh whenever he was near me.

    But billionaires don’t date single mothers with children.

    My mother rolled her eyes as if to tell me that I was the one being ridiculous, but I didn’t care what she thought. I didn’t care how good looking Mitchell Westwood was or how much I thought about him, he was my boss and that would be the worst career move I could make. Besides, dating anyone new was a mistake. Relationships only led to trouble.

    A position in the marketing department has just opened up at work, I said changing the subject. It was promised to someone else, but she didn’t take it.

    I suppose you want to it. Her tone gave away how she felt about women wanting careers. I didn’t hold it against her though; she was from a different era. An era where women were expected to stay home and have a man look after them. An era that would never work for me given my situation.

    I smiled. Yes, I want it. Not only would it add an extra forty thousand dollars a year to my salary, it would mean I could get out of here and into my own place.

    My mother shook her head and stood up from the table, nearly knocking over the mugs of coffee as she did so. I stood up too, so my skirt wouldn’t get ruined, and took my mug over to the sink, rinsing it under the faucet.

    Is that a new outfit? asked my mother.

    I nodded. Do you like it? I spun on the spot so she had a better view of each angle.

    Needs to be shorter. She studied the fabric closely. And tighter.

    I rolled my eyes. I have to look like I belong in the corporate world. Not like I’m trying to get a job in a bar.

    Why not? There is nothing wrong with showing off that body of yours to men who can appreciate it. Use what you’ve got.

    I turned around as my daughter, Daisy May, came running into the room holding a piece of paper. Her excited smile was beaming and she held a drawing proudly in front of herself. I did a butterfly, do you like it?

    I knelt down in front of her and took the paper into my hands, studying it carefully. This may be the best drawing of a butterfly that I’ve ever seen.

    Her eyes lit up and she hugged her small arms around her chest as if she was congratulating herself. I didn’t have enough orange so I used green instead.

    A wise choice. I pulled her in for a quick hug. Are you going to be good for granny today?

    I will.

    I know you will. You’re a good girl. She was, she was the best damn girl on the planet as far as I was concerned. I’ll be home as soon as I can and I’d love if you could draw me the prettiest flower that you’ve ever seen.

    I watched as her eyes widened. "I’m gonna draw a yellow sunflower. Sunflowers are the happiest flowers in the whole wide

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