The Billionaire's Girl by Bella Fontaine Book Tour and Giveaway :)
The
Billionaire's Girl
by
Bella Fontaine
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
From
USA TODAY bestselling author Khardine Gray writing as Bella Fontaine,
comes a sexy, sassy enemies to lovers romance.
Sleeping with the enemy just got sexier ...
Chad
There is always that one woman, and this was her.
I was sure of it.
Billie Harrington, the reporter who came to the press conference to expose my family.
Her exposé was however lost on me. I was more interested in her wild, exotic beauty.
I knew from the minute I laid eyes on the goddess with her sexy curves, perfect pout, and velvet hair, that I had to make her mine.
No matter the cost to me. I'd take my chances.
But...
I didn't realize pursuing her would unleash all manner of havoc in my life.
I'm determined not to let her slip away from me, but what is the right choice?
I'm her enemy and she is mine...Billie
I just wanted my story.
My story, and justice for the injustice that was being served to the less fortunate.
Then Chad Arnaud happened
The hot billionaire.
Tall, handsome, and dangerously charming. Breathtakingly sexy as he is arrogant with his panty melting bedroom eyes that could get a girl in trouble.Trouble...
Trouble. He was big trouble for me.
He was the last guy I should ever be with because he's the enemy.
If I don't play my cards right I could lose my job.
I knew all of that even as I allowed him to charm me.
The chemistry between us was off-the-charts sizzling hot and I couldn't resist the irresistible...
Things will get messy at some point.
Disaster is coming and I'm not sure how to untangle my heart when things begin to spin out of control.Or, if I want to...
If you like hot, steamy, romance with gorgeous, drool worthy Alpha Billionaires, you will like this book.
There
was already a rumble of chatter across the hall, but then, suddenly,
the excitement grew. It
was time. The journalists in the front stood, and flashes of light
from cameras going off almost blinded me as I looked ahead. “That’s
Chad Arnaud,” the woman next to me said with keen interest. The
man who walked up to the podium immediately caught my attention. He
caught my attention in a way that threw me off kilter, and for a few
moments, I’d forgotten why I was here. Those
bright, bright blue eyes were enough to do the trick. They were blue
like the Caribbean Sea. I remembered from a trip as a child to St.
Lucia when we visited my great uncle. The piercing, vapid color of
the sea was what got me back then. That
same color got me now as I stared at this guy. With
his dark blond hair that had been cut into a sharp faux hawk and his
short beard that enhanced the angles and planes in his face, he stole
my breath away. There
were only a few times in my life when that had ever happened. This
was perhaps the most memorable because I was on a damn mission and
shouldn’t be ogling the enemy. Beautiful
faces with ugly hearts. Chad Arnaud was Conrad’s other son. The one
we didn’t hear much about. I didn’t know what the story was with
him as to why, but that wasn’t my concern. Gorgeous
as he truly was, I doubted he was any different from his father or
his brother. And
if he was doing the presentation tonight, he would unfortunately be
on the receiving end of my blows. “Welcome,
everyone,” he began in a rich, cool voice that carried with a
presence over the room. It
was deep and masculine, strong and alluring. “Thank
you all for coming. We’re excited about this project and hope it
will bring something good to the community. It has always been our
goal to provide the best, and we intend to do so with our launch of
Arnaud Heights, and entire complex of affordable luxury apartments.”
Everyone started clapping. Of course, they would. It all sounded like
such a wonderful thing. Chad
continued like he liked the sound of his voice. It was nice, but
everything he said was bullshit. “It’s our way of bridging any
gaps in our communities, providing quality to all.”
What
a big load of fucking bullshit. Bridging
gaps and affordability for luxury apartments.
I
couldn’t even laugh, and if I managed it, it wouldn’t be a laugh
of humor. It would be cynical and full of sarcasm. “Thank
you. Your excitement fuels us. I’ll now take questions.” That
was my cue, and I seized it. “Do
you sell that shit to everyone?” I spoke loudly, cutting into the
woman at the front who’d just started to say something. Everyone
looked back at me in shock. Chad,
Mr. Gorgeous, zeroed in on me and fixed those eyes on mine. We were
about ten meters apart, but when he looked at me, it felt as if he
was right in front of me. It was the intensity. Then,
instead of looking appalled like everyone else, he smiled down at me. And
God, my mind slipped away again. The
smile revealed a cleft in his chin and dimples. An
uncontrollable blush swept over my skin and cascaded throughout my
body. “No.
Didn’t you like what I said?” he asked, smile brightening. All
eyes were on me. Curious, watchful eyes. “It
sounded really good. In fact, it’s almost believable that you guys
actually care about the community, but you don’t.” I shook my
head. Someone
gasped behind me. Mr.
Gorgeous clasped his hands together as he leaned onto the solid wood
of the top of the podium. If
not for the lascivious smile he gave me, I would have compared him to
a pastor giving a sermon for Sunday Service. Someone like Pastor
Bailey, Mom’s pastor, who she thought was an angel incarnate from
heaven. This
guy here was definitely not that, and I was very interested to hear
what the hell kind of comeback he’d have for me. “I
would love for you to elaborate. There must be a reason why you think
we don’t care.” The
poor guy. He didn’t know that was an invitation to unleash the
secret I knew the Arnauds were hiding. “Were
you going to tell the community that you plan to tear down the entire
block of apartment complexes that cover the expanse of East New Town
to build your luxury apartments?” That
got his attention. Got it in a big way. It got everyone else’s too,
and they started whispering amongst themselves in shock. Instead
of the sinful smile, he now gave me a curious look.
Seeing
he had no answer, I continued my tirade. “I’m
sure you know those apartments are filled with some of the poorest
and most needed members of the community, who will most likely be
homeless after you throw them out of the homes they’ve lived in for
decades. Elderly people in their seventies to nineties, single
mothers who have to work God knows how many jobs to feed their
children, families who are so below the poverty line they have no
hope of ever having a good life. You say you want to bring quality to
the community and bridge gaps, but yet you gave them a month to
vacate the premises. A month.” Oh,
people were seriously talking now. The room instantly came alive with
it, and all the reporters and journalists started throwing questions
at him. All
at once, all in a rumble, with no coherence. And
yet his eyes were still fixed on me. I
didn’t know what bothered me more. The interest that flickered in
his eyes or the effect he had on me. It
didn’t matter. I’d said my piece, and now it was time to go. I
turned on my heel and moved through the crowd that was trying to
question me too. And
still, I could feel his gaze on me. It followed me all the way
through the door. I
had done what I came here to do, and now he could go and guess how I
came by the information. He’d
probably conduct the standard investigation people like him would do
to see who leaked and ratted them out to the press. But
he would find no leak. I
knew what was going on because my mother had told me. Mom
knew everything. It
was all set out in her eviction notice she got two days ago
practically telling her to get gone by the end of next month. She
was one of the tenants who lived in the New Town complex called
Winsor Estate. That was one of the buildings they were going to tear
down to build Arnaud Heights. The
apartment she lived in was where I grew up. This
wasn’t just about a job or an exposé for me. It
was personal.
Bella Fontaine is the multicultural and interracial romance pen name of USA Today Bestselling bestselling author Khardine Gray.
The name is to honor the strong, super talented, and courageous women in her family who inspired her to write and do what she loves most.
As with her other books expect hot, steamy, contemporary romance and romantic suspense. Expect drool-worthy heroes and sassy heroines. People falling in love and the wild, sexy fun they have on their journey.
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