My Billionaire Boss (Book 2)(Erotic Romance) by Lexi Black Read Free Book Online

starts to move forward but
DeLong puts his wrinkled hand on the billionaire’s chest.
     
    “ Let. Him. Do. This.” DeLong says. Eons of time go by (or maybe
just thirty seconds).
     
    “ I am August Kalle,” the author says to a thunderclap of applause,
whistles and praise. He soaks in the attention for a moment, getting used to
the warm temperature. “I am happy to read to you from my new book, The Boy Who
Was Made of Sky and I hope you will like the words I chose.” 
     
    Entranced with the
lilting cadence and beauty of August’s work, the audience wasn’t able to hear
the collective sigh of relief given by everyone in the back. By the time Marcus
took the stage to announce the launch date and prominently mention Eliott
House, August was getting congratulating hugs from Chloe and DeLong (even Jim
shook his hand) and Jordan Davis’ seat was empty.
     
    We got back to the
hotel later than expected, and end up going our separate ways. August was
exhausted and fell asleep quickly, with Jim stationed outside his door and the
windows bolted shut.  DeLong too claimed to be weary from the long day so
he gave his congratulations to Marcus and left.  The rest of us watched
the Bookfeed videos and review go up. It was generous, praising August’s work
and the return to the traditional format of reading. A few clips from our
interviews played, but nothing out of the ordinary.
     
    I had just gotten
out of the bathtub when Suzanne, Marcus’ assistant, knocked quietly on my
door.  “Mr. Eliott is holding a meeting in his office. He would like you
to attend.”
     
    “ At one in the morning?”
     
    “ We leave for New York tomorrow and all of our plans have to keep
changing to keep Dagney Van Der Vine off our tail. He needs to talk about
changes, I guess.” Suzanne yawns and shrugs.  In the drama and shame over
my foolish actions with Jordan, I forgot all about New York — the city I dread
most on the tour. 
     
    By the time I get
dressed and arrive at Marcus’ suite there are fewer people in the room than I
expect. I guess he must have gone over things before I arrived.  Marcus is
sitting at a desk with a laptop open and he invites me to sit beside him. Chloe
and Suzanne are on the couch and Talbot, the IT guy and technical advisor from
Eliott House.
     
    “ As you know, Carrie,” Marcus speaks in soft tones, his hand
brushing my arm. “Someone is leaking information to Bookfeed and Vineyard.com.”
     
    “ It isn’t me,” I blurt defensively. At least that’s the one thing I
haven’t done wrong.
     
    “ I know. You see, I’ve had Talbot doing some surveillance and
rigging up some things to help me take control of the situation. For example,
for the Boston trip we put cameras in front of everyone’s door, to see when
they come and go.”
     
    “ That’s a smart idea,” I affirm, thanking God Jordan never came to
my suite for any reason.
     
    “ We also rigged up some cameras to see what happens when our
employees aren’t at the hotel.”
     
    Marcus gestures
toward Talbot who holds up August’s jacket from the suit he wore to the
Bookfeed interview. The one he left on Jordan’s sofa. He opens the cuff of the
sleeve and pulls out a tiny camera on a very thin wire. Marcus taps a button on
his laptop and the screen saver disappears. On the screen is a frozen still of
me, with my head in Jordan’s lap, paying oral homage to the “Little Emperor.”
Marcus sits back, the pain from my dagger in his back dripping sorrow through
his deep blue eyes.
     
    “ I’m a publisher and I make my living telling stories,” he says,
his voice is solemn and final. “I’m ready to hear yours.”
     
     
    -END-