Billionaire's Forbidden Baby: BWWM Interracial Alpha Male Baby Romance Novel by Jada Sioux Read Free Book Online Page B

city he does business in. Probably more than one. If you want to fuck him, go right ahead, but don’t get any ideas about anything more with him.
    You’re just another slut he’s found to amuse himself with, and if you ever think you’re anything more than a good time for him, then you’re sorely mistaken. He’ll use you up and throw you away, just like he does with all of them. Enjoy it while it lasts.”
    Kiara’s mouth fell open. In the span of a few sentences, Eliza had managed to take her happy glow and shatter it into pieces. Tears threatened to well in her eyes, and her throat as if collapsed into itself, making it hard to breathe. Eliza spun around and rushed out of the room, the long skirt of her red dress whooshing behind her. Kiara was left behind, stunned.
    Could it be? Could Damien really be such an effortless bastard?
    He didn’t promise you anything… and he didn’t say you were exclusive or anything. So why does it hurt? Kiara thought bitterly.
    She cradled her arms around her. A shiver ran through her, but this time, it wasn’t of happiness. It was disgust, with herself and how naïve she had been. Of course she was nothing more than a fun time for Damien Thatch! How could she ever think that she could be more, that a simple marketing specialist, and a colored one at that, could rope the most eligible bachelor in the world!
    Tears fell in earnest now, and Kiara ran from the room, determined to get home as fast as she could and forget that this evening ever took place.
    Nothing could happen between her and Damien, not anymore. She couldn’t afford to be so foolish with her career, after all.
    Still, her heart broke at the thought of not getting to share another moment with him. Just when she had thought that there was hope for happiness, it had been yanked out from under her. It went to show that listening to her heart never got her anything good.
     

CHAPTER SEVEN
    Kiara
     
    Kiara sighed glumly as Tessa, the office assistant, carted in another heavy armful of gorgeous flowers. With a certain bit of resignation, Kiara pointed to a shelf in her little office, motioning for them to be set down there. It was like someone had taken a knife, stabbed it in her heart and was now twisting it for all it was worth.
    Why does he have to do this?
    Kiara wondered to herself, already knowing who they were from without Tessa saying a word.
    “There’s a card too,” Tessa said, a note of awe in her voice.
    Kiara couldn’t blame her. Any woman would have been over the moon to receive such lavish attention from one of the world’s most eligible bachelors, and here she was, moping about it.
    Kiara forced a small smile and took the card from Tessa. The thick paper and the gold embellishments on it felt rough under her fingertips.
    “Thank you, Tessa. Is everything set for the meeting with the art department for Divinad’s Cadence line?” she asked, trying to dodge any queries on why Damien Thatch had been showering her with flowers these last few weeks.
    Tessa nodded and slipped out of the office, undoubtedly to chatter with someone else in the break room about how Kiara was a thankless bitch, acting so miffed about getting an armful of lilies and orchids. Kiara dropped into her simple leather office chair with a resigned thud as the door slammed closed behind Tessa, giving her a moment of solitude before the meeting. She eyed the gorgeous bouquet, and a lump of bitterness rose in her throat.
    Every day, another bouquet. Every day, another card. And she couldn’t enjoy any of it.
    Kiara opened the card and true to form, it said:
    Thinking of you, sugar. – Damien
    It was always something like that. Something that made her stomach drop and her body heat up with lust. Every fiber of her being screamed to be in his arms again, to give in to his dogged determination and just forget all about her hurt and the sting of the tears she had cried as she ran out on him a few weeks ago at the banquet. And, if she had