The Billionaire's Rumpus Room by Natalie Nixon Read Free Book Online

at three-year old Emily, sharing the little girl’s happy laughter as they both threw more bread down to the swans floating around in the pond.
    Emily was a little girl with a tangled mop of blonde hair, deep-set dimples, and the bluest pair of eyes she had ever seen on anyone. Emily had the sweetest smile possible and whenever she grinned at Lisa it felt as though all was immediately right with the world. You wouldn’t know it to look at her but she had known so much tragedy in her short life it was a wonder she even knew how to smile. Children really were resilient, Lisa decided.
    “Lisa?” Emily chirped, in her little girl voice.
    “Yes hon?” Lisa said, tossing a particularly large piece of bread to a giant swan at the far end of the pond.
    “Who’s that man over there?”
    “What man?”
    “Over there. He’s been staring at us,” Emily said, pointing in the direction of another bench with the typical innocence of children.
    “What man?” Lisa repeated craning her neck. In today’s world, a staring stranger could spell more danger than a rabid dog. “Stop pointing Emily,” she scolded gently as she finally saw the man who had caught the girl’s attention.
    He was at least five-eight, slim with straggly strands of greasy black hair that fell all over his face and sunken cheekbones and hungry eyes that spelled ‘addict’. Lisa swallowed, her hands knotting together in her lap as a slight tendril of fear worked its way down her spine.
    His gaze shifted imperceptibly to Emily and Lisa jerked to her feet immediately. She clutched the girl’s hand in a protective grasp as she turned and began to walk away.
    The man followed immediately, a nasty grin on his face. Lisa quickened her steps automatically; so preoccupied with getting them both away from the man that she didn’t realize they had wandered into an almost deserted section of the park.
    “Are we playing a game Lisa?” Emily chirped conspiratorially, her cheeks shining with good health.
    “Yes sweetie. We need to walk as fast as possible so that that man can’t catch us.”
    “So why don’t we just run?” Emily suggested happily, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
    Lisa tried not to roll her eyes. Emily had only one speed; run! But on occasion, running was just what the doctor ordered. She bent a little at the waist as they walked and leaned down towards the little girl.
    “Okay listen Emily, when I say ‘run’ I need you to run and hide okay? You remember where Coby hid the last time we were all here and no one could find him?” Emily nodded, her pigtails bouncing. “Okay sweetie. Run!” Lisa whispered to Emily and the little girl took off like a light.
    Lisa also began to run, risking a quick glance over her shoulder. The man had also begun to run after her, his gaze trained on her. It wasn’t Emily he wanted then, she thought with relief as she picked up her pace, running in an almost opposite direction to lead him away from the little girl.
    The man was closing in on her now. In fact he was so close his rank smell hit her nostrils almost choking her.
    Just as the stranger was about to grab her from behind, someone dived at him and tackled him to the ground. Lisa slowed, unable to believe her eyes as the new man punched her pursuer right in the face, then flipped him effortlessly and tied his hands behind him with a trip of wire. She had never seen anyone move so fast in her entire life.
    The cops showed up almost immediately and carted the man away. As he left, he spat contemptuously in Lisa’s direction, hatred burning in his eyes.
    Lisa drew back, alarmed. What had she ever done to the man? She was certain she didn’t know him.
    “Ex-boyfriend?” someone asked casually from behind her. She whirled; it was the man who had saved her. He stood about six feet away, his hands in his pockets as he stared after the police car.
    He had to be thirty if he was a day, with chestnut brown hair with flecks of gold in it, a long