Heart of Money (Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy Romance Thriller) by Lydia Sky Read Free Book Online

them. He had a glassy eyed look yesterday, to me at least.” He rasped, and took a big drink.
    “I thought he looked a little odd.” I added.
     
     
    **
     
    The next morning I awoke to a start at the sound of glass crashing down below. I looked to my left and Brad wasn’t there. He wasn’t anywhere in the bedroom. Crawling out of bed, I felt a shiver of terror run up my bare legs. Oh my God, I’m going to die.
    “Damn it.” Brad’s voice bellowed below, and I felt relief wash over me in a tidal wave as I lay back down and sighed. I crawled back out of bed a second later and made my way downstairs, not even wondering much what the glass breaking was – just happy that it wasn’t some psychotic intruder.
    “What happened?” I asked.
    “These windows were painted shut, I guess. I’ve never really tried to open them.” He laughed and pointed at the shattered kitchen window above the sink. Shards of glass were being swept up by his strong arms as he moved the broom back and forth.
    “Let me get that, hon.”
    “No, it’s okay sweetie. Luckily I just finished breakfast,” He pointed at the table where a large plate of eggs and bacon awakened me. They smelled delicious, “I was trying to open it and just pushed up too hard. I didn’t know I was that strong. It hit the windowsill and just shattered.”
    “That’s okay. Don’t beat yourself up over it.”
    “You look so sexy when you just get out of bed. I wanna eat you up.” He emptied the glass into the trashcan and strutted towards me, wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. His tan body looked gorgeous, and when he reached out and touched me I felt a shiver pass through my body. God, he turned me on so much. I craned my neck upwards in an attempt to kiss him, but he chuckled and bent down as his lips met mine.
    “This is sweet of you. I’m embarrassed to say I’ve never had a guy make me breakfast before.”
    “What kind of pieces of shit were you with before you met me?”
    “Hardly any. I guess that’s the answer.”
    “Oh well.” He shrugged his shoulders and dug some eggs off the skillet and onto his bowl, then grabbed a few pieces of bacon and popped them all in his mouth. The boy had an appetite; that much was sure.
    “All that sex last night must have made you hungry .” As he sat down I twirled my bare foot around his.
    “You know how to work up a man’s appetite, honey.” He rasped, and bit into the last piece of bacon.
    “So what’s the plan for today?”
    “I figured we’d take my speed boat out. You ever water skied?”
    “I’d be horrid.”
    “You never know if you don’t try.” He winked, downed his orange juice, and leaned over to kiss me.
    I giggled, “Your lips taste sweet.” I slid my tongue into his mouth, the tangy orange sweetness gliding over my taste buds.
    “You’re always sweet.”
    “That’s a smooth pickup line.”
    “I think we’re past that now,” He stood and set his plate in the sink, “I think by now I’ve already snagged you.”
    “Don’t get too cocky now.” I giggled, batted my eyelids at him like a school girl.
    “Come on gorgeous; get your bathing suit on. We’re going out into the ocean.”
     
     

Chapter 7     
    Water skiing kicked my ass. I managed to get up though, and I was proud of that. Needless to say, the ‘getting up’ lasted for about three seconds before I fell straight on my ass. My ankles were bruised and slightly swollen from the skis smacking into them after each wipe out and we sat with the boat idling in the deep blue sea as Brad came over to me and ran his fingers gently over my sore shins. His eyes looked sad and guilty, and he gulped slightly as he looked me up and down.
    “I’m sorry,” He shook his head, “Look what I’ve done to you.”
    “Brad, you didn’t do anything, silly.” I laughed and held his head in my hands, and then kissed him. It was magical; every time was like the first time. I wondered if it would ever get old, and I