Billionaire BOSS: Secret Baby
A Billionaire Second Chance Romance Novel
He’s the man I absolutely hate.
He took my v-card.
He left me in a hotel room. Alone.
And he doesn’t even remember!
Four years later …
He’s a billionaire consultant, the No. 1 in NY City. (So much for karma!)
A demanding, bossy jerk who’s cocky AF—
and still panty-melting hot (See? No karma at all!)
He can’t even be bothered to remember my name.
Now, he holds the fate of my job in his hands.
I should resist him.
I shouldn’t let him tempt me.
At the very least, I should have stopped it with the kiss he gave me.
Our first hook up was by accident—one time only.
Unless you count the second, third, and fourth times…
Then, he says we’re more than friends, and I feel myself melt.
It turns out, even a man like him has a heart.
It’s unfortunate that we can’t be together.
Because he can never find out…
He’s the father of my child.
From USA Today bestselling author, Jolie Day, comes Billionaire Boss: Secret Baby, a stand-alone romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers romances and forbidden-alpha boss plots, dripping with sexual tension. Be prepared for a steamy story that’ll make you too hot and sweaty to sleep. Grab a fan and cue up the cold shower—you’re in for a wild ride!
Steam Level: multiple explicit scenes,
Full-length novel, 181 pages, no cliffhanger
Here’s what some of you are saying:
“Made me laugh, got me anxious & then my toes curled…What I did find was an entertaining page turner, lots of sass & humour from the main characters & some off the charts sexual chemistry. A great second chance story after a one time fling.” -Goodreads Reviewer
“FIVE STARS. A virginity giving one night stand that turns into true love. Great. Talk about rekindling an old romance! This book was excellent. I loved the love story. Even though three years have passed, they still want each other with a hunger that can’t be denied. So sweet.” -Amazon Reviewer
“The story begins with a bang. Must read this good story. I read it in one sitting.” –Amazon Reviewer
“I loved Naomi sassiness and sparkle, and I loved also that he tries to make up with her, he’s a good man, and hot… the best-one!!! And you’ll love her best friend Lily, the best gift-giver of them all!” -Goodreads Reviewer
“This is a delightful tale filled with fun, a bit of drama, and plenty of steamy passion. Naomi’s snark and sass and Jonah’s cocky smugness make for the best interactions. There’s so much humor in their sexiness together it makes this a very amusing and entertaining read, and their chemistry is OFF THE CHARTS!” -Amazon Reviewer
“A favorite of mine.”-Amazon Reviewer
“I loved it. It was perfect, had all the feels. It had all the things a great romance should have: a billionaire boss, one-night stand, secret baby, surprise reconnection, drama, and a happy ending. Could not ask for more.” -Amazon Reviewer
“Jolie Day has outdone herself.” -Amazon Reviewer
“The story had humor, drama, sizzling chemistry between the two main characters and steam.” -Amazon Reviewer
“This book had me from the start. I felt as if I was on a roller coaster ride the whole time I was reading this amazing book. You won’t believe the huge bombshell that is being hidden.” -Goodreads Reviewer
“Wow. From the moment I started reading this book I couldn’t stop. I had to know what happens next. I felt the chemistry between the characters from the second I started reading.” -Amazon Reviewer
“Hot Read. Lots of hot scenes with a well paced storyline…This is not instant love but the actual love that grows between Jonah and Naomi develops at a slower pace and is believable.” -Amazon Reviewer
“Loved it. Another great book by Jolie Day that will capture your interest from the beginning and you can’t help but be caught up in the chemistry between Jonah and Naomi.” -Amazon Reviewer
“This book is so amazing you won’t put it down until the very last word. I was hanging on to every word and I still couldn’t get enough. The whole book is a great adventure that I adored. The secret in the story was huge and I couldn’t believe how ell it worked out. Miss Jolie went all out with this book. It’s an exciting ride that leaves you wanting more.” -Amazon Reviewer
“I enjoyed every second of this super hot read!” -Amazon Reviewer
“The chemistry between Naomi and Jonah was intense and their attraction was fun to read. The way they came together for a common goal was what made this story for me…I loved the ending.” -Amazon Reviewer
“This book made me laugh, smile, cry and swear. That’s a recipe for a good book.” -Goodreads Reviewer
“How about another drink?”
The deep voice sent a shiver down my spine, and I glanced to my left to see who’d spoken. Holy smokes. I was face-to-face with the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen. He was tall enough to tower over me, even while I sat on a high bar stool, and his broad shoulders strained against the form-fitting sports jacket he was wearing.
Thick black hair was slicked back from his face, giving me a full view of his dark-blue eyes. They observed me with an intensity I’d never known before, and I immediately found myself drawn to him.
I toyed with the rim of my empty glass. “And … what would it cost me?”
His smirk widened. He took a seat on the stool next to mine, leaning in close. “Time.” He paused, tilting his head. “And sleep.”
“Sleep?” I rose a questioning brow at that.
“Well, we won’t be getting much sleep tonight, so you’re probably going to be tired in the morning.”
I couldn’t help but blush. Normally, a blunt come-on line like that would have been a major turnoff, and I’d have headed for the door without a backward glance. I’d been hit on before, and I was definitely no stranger to men with large … egos, but his confidence seemed well-earned. I could sense there was something … breathtaking about him.
The bartender slid a full glass in front of me before removing the empty one.
Hooking up with a strange man was not something I’d planned to do tonight, in fact, not something I’d ever done before or had ever even intended to do. I could feel the refusal I’d prepared dying in my throat. I’d been working so hard for Christ’s sake! I deserved to blow off a little steam and have some fun for a change.
“Convince me.” I accepted the drink and felt rather daring—like a bit of a femme fatale.
He raised his eyebrow in amusement and gave me an “I would think looking at me would be enough” gesture.
“Well, you are attractive,” I admitted. “And you seem nice enough so far, but I don’t know you.”
“What better way to get to know someone than by getting naked and exploring each other?”
“Maybe, I don’t know … a name first?”
He laughed, his rich baritone sending a ripple of desire through me. Those deep eyes sparkled as he leaned in closer. “Jonah.”
“Hi, Jonah. I’m Naomi.”
Jonah’s eyes softened, and he reached out to take my hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Naomi.” The way his mouth wrapped around my name made my entire body feel flushed. “There, now we know each other. So, we’re going to finish our drinks, leave together, and spend several pleasurable hours discovering each other.”
I had to admit, all of it sounded amazing. When the collar of his jacket moved, I could see the hint of a tattoo on his neck, trailing away under his neatly pressed shirt. It surprised me. He didn’t seem like the type—then again, what did I know? The one thing I was sure of was that I desperately wanted to see just how far down that tattoo went.
And, then I remembered … Oh, no! Well, damn it! Today, of all days, why was I wearing the Halloween monster underwear that Lily had given me as a gag gift? To be fair, they were pretty comfy (so comfy, in fact, I wore them on days to cheer me up, or when I wanted to be reminded of Lily’s unwavering self-confidence), but that wasn’t going to stop me from killing her later. And—double damn—the reason she’d given them to me in the first place was now more hilarious than before. She’d presented them to me, saying, “There you go. For the only virgin left in our circle over the age of twenty-one! They’ll keep your mind below your waist for a while.” She’d laughed hysterically at her own joke, and at the time, I’d laughed along with her.
Finally, finally, there was this hunk of a man, seemingly hell-bent on deflowering me … having him see me in these panties would beat all awkward moments I had ever been in (and trust me, there had been quite a few). I imagined his face dropping as he undressed me, and instead of finding some sweet hot lingerie, he discovered orange panties with an ogre staring back at him.
“There’s just one little problem.” I could hear the evasiveness croaking in my voice.
“I—I really wasn’t expecting to meet anyone tonight…”
“I guess we both got lucky then,” he murmured.
“I’m a virgin,” I blurted out. I know. Completely out of place. But somehow this seemed a slightly better confession than telling him about Shrek. So much for femme fatale! I wanted to crawl under the bar stool and hide. I regretted my words as soon as they fell out of my mouth. If that didn’t put him off, nothing would. To my surprise, it didn’t.
Jonah showed no signs of surprise, only curiosity. “Why would that be a problem?”
“Is it a problem for you?”
“What do you mean?” I couldn’t even think straight.
“I mean,” Jonah leaned in so close, our thighs touched—the solid heat of it drawing my attention, “is your virginity a conscious decision, or are you using it as an excuse not to get close to anybody?”
“I think maybe a little bit of both?”
Jonah studied me carefully, his gaze drifting from my eyes down to my lips and then back up again. “What are you afraid of?”
That was a loaded question. If you only knew. But seriously, with everything going on in my life, romantic relationships were very low on my list. And I mean very. Those panties were proof enough of that. I had my parents to worry about, which meant I never had time to get close to anyone. If I did, my virginity was always something I could use to push them away when things became too serious. Mostly, I just didn’t want a relationship or the emotional ties that went along with it.
I probably would have done the same thing tonight if another man had shown up, but, now, in Jonah’s presence, it seemed I was throwing caution to the wind—my usual excuses were flying out the window at record speed. I mean, it wasn’t like I planned on staying a virgin forever. And this guy, well, he was freaking hot. And his pick-up lines didn’t make me want to run for the hills. So, why not give him a shot? What was the worst that could happen?
Right. I could lose my virginity in Halloween underoos. Maybe I should just play it cool and see how it goes.
“There are a lot of things to be afraid of.”
Jonah gave a nod of agreement. “But if you’re always afraid, you’re never gonna live.”
“A nice sentiment, I could almost believe it, if I didn’t think you were just saying it to get in my pants.”
“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t believe it.” Jonah gave me a mischievous smile. “Besides, I don’t need to resort to cheap lines to get anyone in my bed.”
“I’m sure you don’t.” I took a sip of my drink as he took one of his, and our eyes locked.
We wound up in an expensive hotel across the road from the bar. When I heard the price of the room, I almost fainted, but Jonah paid it without batting an eye. His expensive clothes and Rolex had already tipped me off to his wealth, but seeing him drop hundreds of dollars for one night made me feel a little uncomfortable.
I didn’t have time to dwell on it. The second we slipped inside the room, he shoved me against the door and kissed me. He tasted like expensive whiskey and smelled like laundry detergent, soap, and musk. It was an intoxicating combination of scents and tastes, and I quickly became addicted. I melted against him, grabbing his jacket to pull him closer.
“Let me know if it’s too much and I’ll stop,” he whispered into my ear as he nipped at the lobe. His tongue lapped at the spot his teeth had grazed, before he traveled down to feast on my neck.
“Don’t you dare.”
Hands groped at my clothes, pulling and tugging to remove them. I did the same to him, eager to feel his hot skin against mine. By the time his hands were removing my skirt, I really didn’t care about the “panty problem” anymore. Now, they were just a small barrier between me and my fabulous and pleasurable destiny.
I felt him hesitate, and then a smirk crossed his face. “Why, Naomi, you make me sorry my Three Little Pigs undies are in the wash!”
“I’ll forgive you as long as you brought the Big Bad Wolf.” I actually heard him snicker like a schoolboy.
The rest of the night was a blur of new feelings and sensations. We did so much and touched each other for so long, I lost all sense of time.
He was dominant and rough, but never with malice. I matched his roughness with my own eagerness, and when we finally collapsed, spent and satisfied, I was changed forever.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked as we lay face-to-face with him stroking my hair, and me, lying against his chest.
“Nothing,” I said with relief. “For the first time in years … I’m not thinking about anything. Just this moment. Just us.”
Jonah cupped my cheek, bringing me into a surprisingly tender kiss. “Nice.”
I tucked my head under his chin, listening to the steady drumming of his heartbeat. My fingers traced the tattoos etched into his skin, and I followed the black lines until my eyes began to droop.
I dozed off before I could stop myself.
With a sleepy groan and the beginnings of a hangover, I returned to some semblance of consciousness hours later. My surroundings were unfamiliar, and it took me a good thirty seconds to remember where I was. Memories of firm hands and a distracting mouth flooded my muddled brain, and I smiled at the naughty images. I’d never anticipated that sex could be that intense. Sure, I had read my fair share of romance novels and heard my friends go on and on about their sex lives, but I’d always assumed the stories had been greatly exaggerated.
Pushing my messy hair out of my face, I rolled over, reaching for my, well, Jonah, only to touch cold sheets. My heart sank. I sat up and looked around the room. The only source of light came from the bustling city outside the large window.
Had he left a note? No.
A business card on the pillow? Nope.
A message on the bathroom mirror? I kicked off the blankets, went and checked. Nada.
Frustrated, I let myself fall back onto the bed. I should have known he wouldn’t stick around. He’d been way out of my league. Rich, muscular, hot, tattooed, and mesmerizing? I knew it was too good to be true. I’d acted out of character and, sure, I definitely enjoyed it, but there wasn’t going to be a fairy tale ending. No, that’s not me, I’ll never be prom queen lyrics sounded in my mind.
I could feel myself starting to become self-conscious and a little guilty. I pushed it away. Why should I feel bad? Why should I let him have that power over me? It wasn’t as if I’d fallen in love. Me? Never. Not with him. Please, Naomi, I scolded myself, you can’t be in love with someone you just met.
I decided that what I felt for him was “first sex affection.” A simple mixture of lust and gratitude! Angry, I stood from the bed. The room was paid through the night, but there was no way I was going to stick around. If he could bang and leave, then so could I.
I got dressed as quickly as possible, and despite my disappointment and determination, I couldn’t help but feel ashamed. I hadn’t expected us to exchange numbers or anything (I had), but, I at least deserved a goodbye.
Before I left, I took a moment to calm myself. What’s done is done, I thought. It was fun and now it’s over. Once you leave, put him out of your mind and move on.
That’s exactly what I did.
At least, I tried. I really, really tried.
End of the sneak peek.
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