Dangerous Deception (The BAD BOY BILLIONAIRES Series) (14 page)

“Yes,” she whispered, "a million times, yes.”

The crowd erupted in whoops and cheers and as the
whistles and yells filled the room Storm got up, gathered her in his arms and
gave her a kiss that made up for all the other kisses she’d denied herself.

And Dani knew that this new job he was giving her, the
job of being his wife, was one that would last a lifetime.  She could hardly
wait to start.   

THE END

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The BAD BOY BILLIONAIRES Series by Judy Angelo

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Tamed
by the Billionaire

Volume 2 -
Maid
in the USA

Volume 3 -
Billionaire's
Island Bride

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Excerpts are below:

VOLUME 1

TAMED BY THE BILLIONAIRE

                 CHAPTER ONE             

Roman Steele stared across the boardroom table at his
long-time business associate.  “So basically you’re telling me she’s a spoiled
brat.” 

The older man frowned.  “Since you put it so
bluntly…yes, I guess that’s what I’m saying.”  Richard Van Buren laced his
fingers across his stomach and leaned back in the chair.  “She’s getting me
worried, Roman.  She’s all grown up now.  She can’t keep behaving like this.”

“Don’t you think you’re being melodramatic?” Roman
asked, slightly amused.  “You said she’s grown now.  I would think the
realities of life would calm her.”

“That’s the problem.  I haven’t exposed her to any of
those realities.” Richard shook his head then sighed.  “Ever since her mother
died when she was six I’ve been spoiling Serena, letting her have her own way. 
Trying to make up for the loss of her mother, I guess.”  His eyes took on a
distant look and his voice trailed away.

“But you went overboard?” Roman prompted.

Richard grimaced.  “I let her run wild for years. I
thought with the supervision of the housekeeper she would be alright.  After
all, girls are supposed to be easier to raise than boys, right?  Guess I was
wrong.”  Richard smiled ruefully.  He reached into his breast pocket and pulled
out a brown leather wallet from which he took a small photograph.  He slid it
across the table.  “This is my Serena when she was nineteen.”  He shrugged. 
"It's a couple of years old." 

Roman picked it up and found himself staring at the
smiling face of a girl sitting on the back of a shiny black stallion.  She was
breathtakingly beautiful with long chestnut hair floating around her
heart-shaped face and a pretty pout that drew attention to the pink petals of
her lips.  Her eyes were the exquisite blue of the Pacific Ocean and in them
was a bold defiance that spoke of the girl's confidence and spirit.

Roman raised his eyebrows.  “So this is Serena,” he
said, almost to himself.  “She’s a beauty.”

“That’s the problem,” Richard said grimly.  “She’s
beautiful and she knows it.  And she's also the daughter of a wealthy man who
spoils her."  His face turned sad.  "This is not how I want things to
be.  I want my daughter to be prepared for the world.  When I pass on she’s the
one who’s going to take charge of the company and right now she’s not prepared
for any of that.”

Roman tore his gaze away from the photograph and
looked back at Richard.  “You talk as if you plan to leave soon,” he said with
a chuckle.  “You’re as healthy as a horse.”

“Yes, but you never know...”  Richard tapped his
silver pen on the table, his weathered face thoughtful.  “Serena is finishing
up college in a week.  She’ll be twenty-one with a Bachelor's degree in art
history.  She didn’t even do her degree in business like I told her.  How
prepared can she be to take over the business?"  He shook his head then
smiled wryly.  "I can’t even rely on her to find a suitable husband. 
She’s shown no interest in the guys who've come knocking.  She'll probably keep
rejecting them for years to come.” 

“So what are you going to do about this?”

Richard shrugged.  “Short of forcing her into marriage
with a man with some business sense, I have no idea.”  Then he grinned at the
preposterous idea.  "If only we were back in the nineteenth century."

Roman sat back and looked keenly at Richard.  He could
see that despite his attempt at humor the older man was distressed.  They'd
just finished up a business meeting where they'd discussed a possible
collaboration between both their companies.  They were considering a
partnership in the development of a new line of skin care products.  Out of the
blue Richard started talking about his daughter.  The situation was obviously
weighing heavily on his mind.

“So let me get this straight," Roman said,
folding his arms across his chest.  "You have a daughter who likes to have
her own way.  She doesn't listen to you yet you give her whatever she wants. 
You’ve been doing this for the past twenty-one years and now you want her to
settle down and get involved in the business?”

Richard gave a solemn nod.  "I know I've been a
terrible parent.  And I know it’s late.  I should have been firm with her all
those years."  He gave a deep sigh.  “She's not prepared, Roman.  My
daughter needs a crash course in real life.”

Roman released his folded arms and leaned forward.  “I
have an idea that could help.”

“Yes?”  Richard raised his eyebrows, obviously
curious.

“What if your daughter worked for me for a while, say
for the next six months?”

“You would take her under your wing, be a mentor to
her?”

“Right.  I’ll give her responsibilities that will
equip her to help you in the management of your company.  There’s just so much
you can learn within a six month period but I can structure her role and experiences
so that they’ll give her a foundation in business.  You can build on that once
her internship is over.”

Richard looked doubtful.  “You know she could easily
get that experience at my office.”

“True, but how seriously do you think she'd take her
job knowing that she could leave work, go shopping and never get fired?”

Richard's lips tightened.  “I see your point."

“Now I can’t promise you that after six months your
daughter will be an angel but what I do promise is that she’ll leave my company
with experience in the various aspects of business.”

“Sounds good so far,” Richard said, still with a hint
of doubt in his voice.  “I’m going to have to figure out the best way to break
this to her.  I know she had her heart set on touring Europe right after graduation
but now this?  She’s going to have a fit.”

“And you, dear Dad, are going to sit her down and let
her know she starts work at Steele Industries the first week of July.”

“That’s just a week after she gets here.”

“What better time to start?  It will be before she
gets used to being at home, all relaxed.  She needs to jump in head first.”

Richard nodded then he expelled his breath and on his
face was a look of relief.  He rose and stretched out a hand to his partner in
crime.  "Roman, as of the first week of July my daughter is in your
hands.  Let's shake on that."  There was a twinkle in his gray eyes as he
smiled.  "I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into.” 

Roman grasped Richard's hand.  “Don't you worry about
that.  By the time I'm done your Serena will be a new woman."  He smiled,
full of confidence, as he released the man's hand.  "You can trust me on
that.”

******

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VOLUME 2

MAID IN THE USA

CHAPTER ONE

Celine hummed a love song as she pushed  the
housekeeping trolley down the carpeted hallway.  Today was going to be a great
day she’d told herself, no matter that she was stuck in Cambridge for yet
another summer when she’d much rather be back home in France with her mother
and two rowdy little brothers. 

She smiled as she thought about Marc and Sylvan.  The
ten and twelve year olds were probably driving her
maman
crazy at this
very moment with their constant pranks and rough play.  If only she could be
home with them.  She was the only one who could keep those two in check.

She stopped at the door to suite 1206.  No time to
dwell on that now.  She had twelve suites to clean in the next few hours and
she wanted to make a good impression.  For the last two summers she’d worked at
small hotels where the pay was minimal and the hours long.  This summer she’d
been lucky to land a job at one of the largest hotels on Main Street.  She’d be
earning almost fifty percent more than she’d made at her previous job.  It was
still a far cry from adequate but if she kept to a tight budget she might just
be able to save enough to go home for Christmas.

Celine knocked on the door.  No answer.  She knocked
again just to be sure then stuck her keycard in the slot and pushed the door
open.  Gathering up a handful of towels and tiny bottles of toiletries she tucked
them in the crook of her arm, grabbed the handle of the vacuum cleaner then
backed into the room.

The presidential suite was magnificent with a spacious
living room filled with antique furniture and ornate carpeting.  A sparkling
crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling.  Celine paused to admire the elegant
room.  Oh, to be able to live like this.  She chuckled to herself.  It would
probably take a month’s salary for her to pay for one night in this suite.

Now where to start?  She had an armful of towels so
the bathroom it was.  Still humming she pushed the door and walked into the
bedroom.

At that moment she heard a click and the bathroom door
opened.  She gasped and the towels fell from her hands.  Standing in front of
her, his face hidden by a thick towel, was a tall, muscular and very naked man.

Celine screamed.

“What the…” The man dropped the towel and stared back
at her in obvious shock.  “Where did you come from?”

“I…I’m sorry,” Celine said as she backed away.  “I
thought the suite was empty.  I’m so sorry.”

The man was staring at her with eyes that were
shockingly green.  “I was in the shower so if you knocked I wouldn’t have heard
a thing.”

Mon Dieu. 
He was standing there,
tall and lean and every inch a man, and he was making no move to cover
himself.  Celine dropped her eyes, her face hot with embarrassment.  She turned
to flee.    

“Wait.  I want to talk to you.”

Was he serious?  She would not turn back to talk to a
naked man no matter how handsome.  She was back in the living room and had already
grabbed hold of her vacuum cleaner when his voice stopped her.

“Don’t leave,” he said, his voice imperious and bold. 
He sounded like the kind of man who expected to be obeyed.  He was standing in
the bedroom doorway and this time, thankfully, he had the towel wrapped around
his waist.  “Wait for me in the living room.  I’ll get dressed.”

Without bothering to wait for a reply he turned and
went back into the bedroom, leaving Celine staring at the empty doorway...

(END OF EXCERPT)

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MAID
IN THE USA

VOLUME 3

BILLIONAIRE’S ISLAND BRIDE

CHAPTER ONE

“Come on, Erin.  Just get it over with.”

She shook her head and bit her lip.  That was easy for
Robyn to say.  Robyn was the daring one but she’d never done anything like this
in her life.

“Go for it,” Maria said in support.

Erin could have happily smacked her.  Perspiration
settled on her brow but it was not from the Caribbean sun that bore down from a
cloudless sky.  Erin was nervous as hell.