City Vibes - Complete Series (BWWM Interracial Billionaire Romance) by Violet Jackson Read Free Book Online Page A

if the pounding against her rib cage was her heart or his. Her mind had been overcome with a deep serenity, the kind where the only image in your mind is bright white light, where the only sound in your ears is your breathing and his body is the only thing that exists to you. She felt the “L” word at the tip of her tongue. It danced around in her mouth as he sucked on her neck. She parted her lips and it had all but slipped out of them when a sharp ringing stopped the two of them in their tracks.
    Daniel froze.
    “Is that... a phone?” Reese asked.
    He nodded, then reluctantly stepped off of the bed.
    Without his body against hers, Reese felt a draft of cold air.
    “Hello?”
    She drew his soft sheets up to cover her chest as he answered the phone.
    “Yes, I'm at home.”
    There was the muffled sound of someone speaking on the other end of the line.
    “What? You have got to be fucking kidding me!” He snapped.
    Reese flinched at the heat of his anger and murmured, “Is there something wrong?”
    But he ignored her. “No. Mitch you should have said something.”
    He turned his back on her, his right hand resting on his hip and his shoulder as tense as a bull's.
    “What the fuck? I leave the office for an hour and you let this happen?” He demanded. “They've got 500,000 shares. It's Google! Not some no-name trailer trash penny -stock. Jesus what the hell do you expect me to do? Undo everything you've apparently caused?”
    Reese's eyes went wide. Her heart was still throbbing, but for different reasons now. The sight of Daniel stiff with anger and cursing like that made her tremble. She beat her lips and squeezed her hands into fists in an attempt to calm her tremors.
    “That's twenty billion dollars, Bill !” he lodged his phone in between his ear and his shoulder as he rolled down his sleeves and redid the buttons on his shirt. “How committed do you think they are?” He asked. As he listened to whatever this Bill Mitch person was saying, he turned his razor sharp gaze on Reese, and with demanding fingers, snapped in her face to get her attention.
    She grimaced at this, her skin crawling with disdain at the level of disrespect he was displaying. “God. You know what I meant. Their tone of voice. Did they sound resolved? Like they were considering it? Like someone had put the idea in their heads?”
    Reese slid off of the bed, her eyes wide and dry with shock. “What?” She snapped.
    Daniel cocked his head to the side at the sound of her voice. “Go get my brief case and my laptop. It's in the dining room.”
    Reese held her hands out in sheer confusion. What did he want her to do with his brief case and laptop, and where was the dining room to begin with? When she did not move, Daniel swiped the phone away from his ear and pressed it against his shoulder. “GO!” He roared.
    A lump the size of a basket ball lodged itself in her throat. Out of sheer fear; a fear that made her skin crawl, and fear that turned her lustful blood to sheer ice, a fear that sent her running through his bedroom and out into his dining room, half naked, looking for his brief case and laptop. In the next few minutes, she returned to his bedroom with the things he had asked for. He snatched them from her with a curt, “thank you.”
    “What's going on?” She demanded.
    “No.” He snapped. “Don't do anything.” he replied in a hard, hasty voice. “Mitch.” He muttered deliberately. “Please, don't do anything. I'm on my way right now. Call John. Have him meet us at the office.” he then ripped the phone from his ear and threw it on the bed. He brushed past Reese, who swiftly stepped aside to put on his pants and re-buckle his belt.
    “Daniel, what the hell?” She demanded, her hands on her hip.
    “I have to go back into the office.” He muttered as he shoved his lap top into the brief case.
    “oookay... why?”
    “Because a client of ours has decided to drop all of his holdings.”
    Reese nodded. “That doesn't