The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(43)
Quickly, she became a part of his world. He would take her to fancy dinners and professional basketball games. They would fly out to Hawaii for a weekend and make business deals on the flight.
However, he also quickly became a part of her world. He came over and fixed her electricity what it went over, had dinner with her at her mother’s house, meeting her brothers and bringing them to the Bulls games as well. He’d walk with her, hand in hand, down the block she grew up in, sporting sweatshirts and jeans, which she always found endearing as she knew he preferred to be dressed properly. He offered many times to her to move in with him, or get her a nicer place, but she refused. Her roots stood strong within her, and she was stuck to her ground like an old oak tree.
Together, their lives wove together like an old quilt and she draped it around them, forgetting the outside world. He taught her about comfortability financially and emotionally, and she taught him about unconditional love. Their love making was exceptional; an act that made it seem like the task had been made for just the two of them; two worlds always colliding in ways that left them each breathless and desiring more each and every time.
They built their lives and business around each other, successful in both, and Alicia, finally, could take a deep breath, supported by someone in her life that grew his oak tree next to hers, on the same ground, yet each tree with a different history with different branches and blemishes… both rooted in the same soil, still both trees for eternity.
Game Changer
A BWWM Romance
This deliciously dirty story is a part of Aisha Brooks’ super-charged, highly lewd collection of love and lust, written in 2015. Those who attempt to steal any part of this goldmine and take it as their own risk being a fiery, hot death from a hunk bearing copyright notices—and she’s not about to play with you.
This is a work of fiction—although we wish that people like this really existed, it’s nothing more than a figment of a very, very overactive imagination. Any resemblance to someone you know, a place you love or a thing you hold dear to your heart is nothing more than a craving in your heart that these carnal desires and actions were true!
It goes without saying that this book oozes with erotic sex appeal, and is filled to the rafters with a smorgasbord of acts that you certainly wouldn’t tell your grandmother about. Bodice-ripping, panty-dropping and glasses-steaming, the scenes contained herein are wickedly naughty!
Although all the saucy characters are flirting with forbidden desires and sometimes taking the naughty fruit they really shouldn’t be, all are consenting adults over the age of 18 and not blood-related. What they are is passionate and eager to explore their carnal desires all day long.
In short, this book is going to get you very, very hot!
? Aisha Brooks
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Table Of Contents
Chapter 1: The Life of A Billionaire
Chapter 2: Tami
Chapter 3: Life Changing Decisions
Chapter 4: A Mix Up
Chapter 5: The Truth
Chapter 6: A Meeting
Chapter 7: Positivity
Chapter 8: A Proposal
Chapter 1
The Life of A Billionaire
Albert P. Johnson III, known to his friends as ‘Albie’ was more than a player, he was the ultimate player. Of course, with more than a billion dollars in his bank account he didn’t have to try all that hard to get girls to notice him. Working hard was in Albie’s DNA, as the CEO of TechNo Enterprises there was no doubt about that, but working hard to get girls wasn’t.
It didn’t matter where Albie went, it was inevitable that he wouldn’t go home alone, in fact on most occasions he went home with a selection of girls. The limousine would be crammed full of twenty somethings, each hoping that they would be the one to break the handsome Albert P. Johnson III of his playboy ways, yet none of them ever were.
Albie enjoyed his freedom, he enjoyed having money and, most of all, he enjoyed sowing his wild oats.
“Sir.” Holmes nodded at his master as he opened the bedroom curtains to let some light in. “I dislike waking you, but you have a meeting with the board at three o’clock and it is already one forty five.” Albie groaned, pulling the covers up over his head, an action that was greeted with giggling by a blonde twenty something.
“I doubt the committee would be thrilled about waiting, sir.” Holmes had no fear of being fired from Albie’s service, after all he had been in the family for decades and it was Albie’s father who paid his salary. All he had to do was attempt to keep Albie on the straight and narrow, or at least out of the tabloids – something which was much easier said than done.
“Miss, I am afraid that you will need to…” He searched for a politer word, but coming up with nothing he finished his sentence, “leave.” The girl in Albie’s bed pouted her plump lips and Albie shrugged.
“Sorry babe, there’s business to tend to.” The girl sighed loudly and without a thought for Holmes’s presence in the room she climbed out of the bed completely naked.