The Billionaire Boyfriend Trap

The Billionaire Boyfriend Trap by Kendra Little Read Free Book Online

Book: The Billionaire Boyfriend Trap by Kendra Little Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kendra Little
Tags: alpha male, office romance, workplace romance
database records that I wanted to close. I
made some short-term, mid-term and long-term goals for getting
everything organized.
    After lunch, when Reece had disappeared to
another meeting, I looked for anything I could find on Cassie's
house. I was in the middle of reading the contract of sale when a
woman of about my age entered through the glass door.
    "Hey," she said with a nod that sent her dark
fringe into her eyes. "Is Reece in?"
    "No. Can I help you?"
    "Sure can." She sat on the edge of a chair on
the other side of my desk and leaned forward. "To be honest, I'm
glad he's not here." She glanced at his office door as if she
expected him to come out. "He makes me nervous."
    That made two of us. "I'm Cleo," I said,
holding out my hand.
    She seemed surprised at first, then took my
hand. "Jenny. I'm assistant marketing manager. My boss sent me up
here for some information. Actually, he didn't send me, I just
decided to come up. I wanted to meet you."
    "Thank you. I'm glad you did."
    Jenny smiled. She had big teeth inside a big
mouth that seemed to stretch from ear to ear when she smiled. Her
soft brown eyes danced merrily as they took in my face, my clothes
and hair. "You're not his usual type," she said.
    "You mean I'm nothing like Ally?"
    "Precisely."
    "I'll take that as a compliment."
    She laughed, a deep chuckle that made her
large bosom jiggle beneath her blouse. "I think I'm going to like
you."
    I leaned forward over the desk and dropped my
voice. "Tell me what you know about Mr. Kavanagh."
    She gave me a blank look. "Everything there
is to know about Mr. Kavanagh you can read in the papers. It's
boring but true. His love life is an open book, as I think you
already know, and his work life is there in the business pages for
everyone to read about."
    I nodded. "Yes, but tell me about him .
Tell me things I can't find out from reading the papers and society
blogs."
    She suddenly sat back in her chair and threw
up her hands. "God only knows! He hardly sees his employees, except
for the executives. All I can tell you is he's too gorgeous for his
own good. Women throw themselves at him and he doesn't give a damn.
Unless you're a model, forget it. He's not interested."
    "That rules me out," I said with a laugh.
    "And me." She sighed. "The only people who
really know him are his family."
    "The Kavanaghs," I muttered. "They're a large
family, aren't they? I think I read that somewhere."
    "Uh-huh. Rich as Midas too. Most live down by
the river, but not all in the same house."
    "I remember now. Didn't Reece buy an old
house down there?"
    "Yep."
    "Is he going to live in it?"
    "He's going to tear it down. You'll learn all
about it soon enough. It's his number one project, so he told my
boss. Not sure how it will go down with his family, but I don't
think he'll care too much. Rumor is he rarely goes back to the
river. Apparently he hates the area."
    "Did he have a falling out with his
family?"
    She shrugged. "All I know is, our Mr.
Kavanagh lives in a penthouse in the city. Not sure where
precisely. He keeps that to himself, like most other things."
    "What other things?"
    "Like where the hell he goes every Thursday
afternoon, rain, hail or shine."
    I went to check his online diary, but Jenny
shook her head.
    "Don't bother. It's not in there. None of his
PA's could find out where he went. None, including his, um,
favorites." She gave me a wink and stood. "I gotta go. Let me know
if there's anything you need. My extension is two-one-nine."
    She was about to leave, when I thought of
something and called out to her. I met her in the foyer near the
elevator. "Do you know why Ally left? Did she do something wrong
professionally or personally? I just want to know so I don't make
the same mistake," I said with a shrug.
    "Good idea." Jenny sucked on her lip then let
it out with a pop. "Far as I know, she got too clingy. Guess you'd
file that under a personal mistake."
    "Too clingy? As in she wanted more from
him?"
    "She wanted a relationship

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