Billionaire Romance: The Billionaire's Secrets (Alpha Billionaire Romance Book 1) by Danielle Fin Read Free Book Online Page A

completed. She had no choice, except during the year that she was with Isa, something changed.
     
    From what was told of her, Isa was a notorious playboy, an alcoholic, a drug addict and an out of control spoiled brat. She thought it was easy to play her part in the game but it was not. The person she met in the hospital chapel was very different from the person she was told about. Isa did not see the black sheep of the Royal Family but a man in pain, longing for his Father and seeking a friend. He was not gaunt, his eyes were not sunken and his skin was not pale, instead he was beautiful, a postcard Prince of the East. It was the combination of his apparent sensuality and his personality that finally made her truly fall in love him.
     
    It was the first time that she admitted it to herself, that she loved Isa. Now, the choice became even more difficult for her. If it were only her reputation and life that was at stake, it would not matter but her decisions will affect not only herself but also others. Torn, Tricia continued to pace back and forth. She hated herself for being so alone, weak and powerless. Then she realized that she was not alone, she was neither weak nor powerless. She has Isa, the future King himself! If she told him everything, surely Isa will understand. When he does, he can bring down all the forces under his command to take down Ahmed.
     
    She regretted not doing it sooner but, there was no time like the present. She took her phone and dialed Isa’s number. It rang several times until the call went to his voicemail.
     
    “Isa here, please leave a message.”
     
    “Isa, it’s Tricia. Please call me as soon you get this. I need to tell you something” she said in a loud voice filled with emotions and excitement.
     
    “Tell me what?” asked Isa. Tricia was so deep in thought that she did not notice Isa coming in and walking towards her. Tricia rushed to Isa and hugged him tight. She felt the familiar warmth of his body, his intoxicating scent and the hardness of his chest but there was something different. Isa did not hug, his arms stayed on his sides instead of wrapping one arm around his shoulder and the other on her waist. She ignored it and answered,
     
    “Isa, I have to tell something, a lot of things. Before I say them, please know that I love you very much and I will do nothing to harm you. I promise this with my life.”
     
    “Go ahead,” Isa replied.
     
    Tricia was taken aback on his reply. She was expecting some kind of comfort or worry from Isa but what she saw was just a blank face, plainly waiting for more information. Maybe he is tired, she thought.
     
    “Isa I have not been entirely honest with you,”
     
    “Oh? Go on then,” he replied.
     
    “Isa, the video of us last nightm I knew all about it. I put the cameras there myself. Someone told me to do it, if I don’t, I will never see my parents again.”
     
    “Someone? What is his name?”
     
    “Ahmed, a common name here in Bahrain! And I thought your parents died.”
     
    “No, I just made that up. They are in danger, they were doing missionary work in the Philippines but they moved eventually here somewhere in the Middle East. They were taken kidnapped and taken as hostages. Their captors allowed them to call me as proof of life. I tried to report it to the police but without proof that they were kidnapped, they could only investigate. Trying to find out about two elderly hostages on top of other missing persons abroad was the least of their priorities.”
     
    “I waited for a ransom note but none came. After a few weeks, I received another call, this time from Ahmed. He was not asking for any money but he wanted me to go to Bahrain as soon as possible. I found the plane ticket on the mail, cash was wired to my account for my expenses and I found myself in a hotel waiting for further instructions. One night, I got a call from the reception, saying that there was a package. Inside, there were pictures of you,