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

doubted it.
    “I feel bad now.” He stood by the steering wheel and hit the gas. We were floating down the beach, waves being kicked up by the engine behind us. Brad looked back at me, still standing, and smiled halfheartedly. There was a boat to the left of us up in the distance, and then suddenly it shifted over and came barreling right towards us directly ahead.
    “Brad,” I muttered, “There’s someone flying towards us.”
    “I see them, and I know who it is.” His jawline clenched and he pressed the gas even harder. What was this? A game of chicken? I knew instantly who the boat belonged to – the Daniel fellow I’d met the night before. Son of a bitch was plowing water right to us, and before Brad swiftly made a sharp right and blew rolling waves up onto my body, I could see the snickering grin on his sweaty plump face.
    Brad stopped the boat and the waters settled shakily around us, the current smacking gently against the exterior of the boat. Daniel made a slow U-turn and then pulled up beside us with a hot red enraged face, “You cunt,” His voice bellowed through the roar of the sea, “I’ll get your pretty little girlfriend if you aren’t careful. A man who bows out of an innocent game of chicken, isn’t much of a man at all.”
    I looked at Brad to see his face harden even more than it already had when he’d realized the guy was trying to kill us. He spoke deeply and sternly, “You’re lucky I don’t call the cops on you. The only reason I won’t is because there’s not much I can prove. Instead when we get to land I’m going to give you a proper ass kicking. Let’s go.” He hit the gas and we were heading back to shore, Daniel hot on our tail, the short journey back turning into somewhat of a race of its own. For a moment I felt like I was in the middle of a game between two immature rich men, but then I realized that Brad was completely innocent and just trying to solve the ordeal. Daniel was the trouble maker, and he absolutely had to be dealt with.
    The boat hit the sand and Brad hopped out, his knuckles barred and held high in the air like an old timey boxer you’d see in a black and white movie. Daniel did the same, but first he anchored his boat calmly and calculatingly, as if none of this was a big deal whatsoever. Then he crawled out onto the sand and raised his fists casually, a sly smirk on his face.
    “So this is it then? A fist fight to the death?”
    “Stop guys. Brad, don’t do this. He’s insane, don’t mess with him.”
    Daniel’s icy gaze quickly lurched onto me, “Excuse me, ma’am, but I don’t think anyone asked for your stupid little opinion. We’re simply two former business partners looking to settle a score. Now sit back down in your comfy little five hundred thousand dollar speedboat seat and relax . I’m sure Brad boy here will pamper you later with his crisp dollar bills in some way or another. That’s all he knows how to do as far as pleasing a lady goes – showing off his money.” His eyes shifted back to Brad, and the calmness was gone. He looked like a rabid dog that needed to be put down, and Brad walked towards him, fists still raised and fingers clenched together tightly. The look on both of their faces was terrifying; pure rage.
    “You throw the first punch, sucker.” Daniel rasped slowly. His voice had a slight southern twinge that came out when he was angry. It sounded like it had been worked on for years in a desperate attempt to mask it and get rid of it.
    “This isn’t a rules fight. I’m simply going to whoop the shit out of you.” Brad slipped a left hook and knocked Daniel square in the jaw, sending him flying to the wet sand as he’d done the night before. My eyes lit up and I held tightly onto the edge of the boat as I clenched my teeth together in excitement. I felt guilty for being so turned on by Brad’s tough guy side, and I won’t lie when I say it made me feel a little wet.
    “That all you got?” Daniel stood and