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BILLIONAIRE CLARK NINETEEN
Bella stared at all the photos of John’s family. There were several pictures of Clark with John when they were younger. She held a glass of water in her hand and her purse in the other as she looked at him. The party was a barbeque, and the scents were turning her stomach. Bella didn’t know how she was going to get over the next few hours. The thought of eating made her feel sick. The only food she could stomach was the dry crackers she kept in her purse. Every now and again she took one out of her purse to eat when no one was looking. Clark’s family had turned up. The instant Penny saw her, the older woman wrapped her arms around Bella. Staring at the photos sent uneasy thoughts tumbling through her mind. She’d taken a pregnancy test yesterday when Clark had been at work. The stick she’d taken read positive. The test she’d taken was wrapped in a plastic bag, and she’d placed it in her bag. She needed to tell him, but her past felt like a barrier between them and happiness.
BILLIONAIRE CLARK EPILOGUE
Five years later. “Tommy Anderson, you get your little butt back up here and clean these toys,” Bella said, shouting to where her son stood with his father in the backyard. She walked down the steps of their five bedroom house as her son walked inside the house. “Sorry, Mom,” he said. She dropped down to her knees and opened her arms. He went to her without hesitation. Bella inhaled his sweet scent. She adored her son, and she looked forward to their second child arriving in a matter of months. Rubbing her stomach she let Tommy go to his room. Bella tried to get to her feet and struggled to lift herself from the floor. “Does my love need help?” Clark asked. Smiling up at her husband, Bella let out a sigh. He was turning fifty in a matter of days, and he looked as handsome now as he did the first day she met him. “I can’t get up.” “Baby, you’re seven months pregnant.” He took her hand helping her up. Clark’s hands moved to her swollen stomach. “How is my
BILLIONAIRE CLARK ONE
Bella Hawkins stared through the glass door to watch the owner of the building as he typed up some document on his computer. Clark Anderson was the sexiest man she’d ever seen and far out of her league. He owned the entire Anderson Corporation and was worth billions. Looking like a sex god meant there were many women begging for his attention, glamorous women with the time and money to make themselves available to him. Clark had been seen with many super models and actresses. When she’d been waiting for the bus she’d read the article in a glossy mag that linked him to several porn stars as well. Way out of her league in every way. She worked in his office from seven at night ‘til twelve. The late shift money helped pay her rent, while the diner she worked in during the day gave her the money to eat. The latest recession hit her hard. She wasn’t smart and didn’t have the qualification to get any better paying job. Being a cleaner and waitressing were fun. She loved making p
BILLIONAIRE CLARK TWO
Bella walked down the street heading toward the late night bus. She walked all the way home when she missed the bus. Checking her clock, she had two minutes to get to the end of the street. She’d worked faster tonight, and getting the bus seemed to be in her favour. The shops were all closed up, and several teenagers were lurking around. Many of the people on the street were smoking and drinking. She ignored them all as she made her way to the bus stop. Hitching her purse high on her shoulder, she kept walking, determined to get the bus. Getting the bus took over thirty minutes off her travelling time. She couldn’t believe Clark had offered to drive her home. Thinking his offer was some kind of joke she’d ignored it, packed up the cleaning equipment, and headed out. Until today she’d never had to worry about using the security code she’d been given. Clark leaving before her finally gave her the opportunity to use the code to secure the building. The company had given her the c
BILLIONAIRE CLARK THREE
When had she stepped into an alternative reality where Clark Anderson was eating dinner with her in a diner? Bella ran fingers through her hair, easing out the length. She kept her hair tied up when she worked as the strands got in her way. Getting it cut was not an option. She liked her hair long and intended to keep it that way. Spotting a dirty cup ring, she picked up some paper towels and wiped the mess away. “You don’t like mess, do you?” he asked. She shook her head. Putting the towel underneath her milkshake, she took a quick suck to test. The milkshake was creamy and tasted right with just the hint of chocolate. “No, I don’t like mess.” He reached over the table to take her hand. “Relax, Bella. We’re having dinner, and afterwards I’ll take you home.” “How do you know my name?” she asked. “You work for me. You know my name, and I know yours.” Smiling, she drank some more of her milkshake. Clark didn’t let her hand go. His fingers stroked her own.
BILLIONAIRE CLARK FOUR
Thursday was busier than usual at the diner. Bella struggled to keep up with the orders and the customers. Her late night was wearing her down. She’d settled herself into a system with her two jobs, and going out to dinner with Clark had disrupted that. By four she was exhausted and ready to go home. Instead, she finished her shift at the diner before making her way across the city to the Anderson Corporation building. Her feet ached, but she refused to give in. Her hair was tied in pigtails down either side of her shoulders. It was seven at night when she got inside. She’d missed lunch and was hungry. Ignoring the pangs, she grabbed the cleaning trolley, smiled at the security guard before making her way over to the elevator. She pushed the trolley inside, pressed the button for her floor and waited. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she pulled the trolley onto the floor. The light inside Clark’s office was on. Nibbling her lip, she wondered if she should go and talk to him
BILLIONAIRE CLARK FIVE
The personal questions unnerved her. She didn’t like talking about her past as that’s where she wanted her past to stay and never come out. Munching on the noodles, Bella waited for him to start talking. “Why don’t you have any photos?” he asked, ignoring her question. She finished eating and placed the carton back on the table. Why did this have to be so hard? This was why she kept to herself. The hours she worked stopped her from attaching herself to people. The diner was perfect as none of the staff had time to talk. Some of the girls tried to get her to go out, but she refused because of her second job. Working in Clark’s building took her late into the night when everyone was home. If anything, she talked to the security guard on the way out of the building, no interactions at all that left her feeling out of place. “I don’t have any photos to put up,” she said. “I don’t like these questions, and I’d prefer to know about you.” Her mother never owned a camera,
BILLIONAIRE CLARK SIX
The next few days flew by, and before Bella knew it, the following weekend was there. Every night during the week Clark had been waiting for her in his building. Some nights they went to the diner to eat and others he dropped her home without going inside with her. She didn’t mind as some nights their friendship confused her. Clark talked a lot about his work, and she got the feeling he didn’t talk with anyone else. His own friends were settled down with children. He liked to talk about them a lot. She didn’t mind listening. He stopped asking her questions about her past. Turning over in her bed, Bella checked the time on her alarm clock. It was gone nine on a Saturday morning. She’d gone shopping last night after finishing work early at the diner. Bella switched on the radio and climbed out of bed. Walking into the bathroom, she cleaned her teeth and started a shower. Once her shower was finished, she dressed in a long denim skirt and pink jumper. The weather looked chill
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BILLIONAIRE CLARK EPILOGUE
Five years later. “Tommy Anderson, you get your little butt back up here and clean these toys,” Bella said, shouting to where her son stood with his father in the backyard. She walked down the steps of their five bedroom house as her son walked inside the house. “Sorry, Mom,” he said. She dropped down to her knees and opened her arms. He went to her without hesitation. Bella inhaled his sweet scent. She adored her son, and she looked forward to their second child arriving in a matter of months. Rubbing her stomach she let Tommy go to his room. Bella tried to get to her feet and struggled to lift herself from the floor. “Does my love need help?” Clark asked. Smiling up at her husband, Bella let out a sigh. He was turning fifty in a matter of days, and he looked as handsome now as he did the first day she met him. “I can’t get up.” “Baby, you’re seven months pregnant.” He took her hand helping her up. Clark’s hands moved to her swollen stomach. “How is my
BILLIONAIRE CLARK NINETEEN
Bella stared at all the photos of John’s family. There were several pictures of Clark with John when they were younger. She held a glass of water in her hand and her purse in the other as she looked at him. The party was a barbeque, and the scents were turning her stomach. Bella didn’t know how she was going to get over the next few hours. The thought of eating made her feel sick. The only food she could stomach was the dry crackers she kept in her purse. Every now and again she took one out of her purse to eat when no one was looking. Clark’s family had turned up. The instant Penny saw her, the older woman wrapped her arms around Bella. Staring at the photos sent uneasy thoughts tumbling through her mind. She’d taken a pregnancy test yesterday when Clark had been at work. The stick she’d taken read positive. The test she’d taken was wrapped in a plastic bag, and she’d placed it in her bag. She needed to tell him, but her past felt like a barrier between them and happiness.
BILLIONAIRE CLARK EIGHTEEN
One month later. After Clark fucked her against the fridge that day in his apartment, Bella’s life dramatically changed. Clark didn’t accept no for an answer at all. When she returned to her apartment she found Seth, Eric, and his father and Penny waiting to help move her stuff into Clark’s place. Penny embraced her like a daughter. “You’re part of the family now,” Penny said. The words had filled her eyes with tears. Bella had never been part of a real family in the way the Andersons were. They spent the entire day moving her stuff to the cars where they drove to Clark's place and unloaded. All of her stuff actually fit into four cars. When she unloaded her possession next to Clark’s she’d been shocked by how little she owned. In her small apartment she’d felt success on a large scale at what she owned. The truth was pitiful. She’d gained more than her old life allowed but less than Clark. Clark’s a billionaire. You can’t compare to him. She kept to her cl
BILLIONAIRE CLARK SEVENTEEN
Bella cried out as pleasure washed over her in a giant wave. She’d never experienced anything like it. The intensity of the pleasure startled her. Her fists tightened in the bed sheets as Clark brought her to climax with his tongue and hands. The grip he had on her ass would leave bruises, but she didn’t care. When her release fell away she lay on his bed staring at the ceiling, panting for breath. Clark kissed her pussy before climbing up the bed. “You taste amazing,” he said. She blushed as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. His face was glistening from her release. She groaned and covered her face. “What’s the matter?” he asked, pushing her hands away. “How embarrassing,” she said. “What is?” “Your face is covered in…” She couldn’t even say the word. Clark laughed. He licked his lips and bent down to kiss her. “There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You’ve got a sexy pussy, and I loved licking it. I intend to spend a lot of time
BILLIONAIRE CLARK SIXTEEN
The next few days passed with Bella by Clark’s side at all times. There was no time for her to go to her apartment. She kept Clark’s apartment clean. When he slept, she cleaned or read from some of the books he kept. She cooked a large pot of soup and kept heating up a small ladle-full of the soup to feed him. The chicken soup was from a recipe she’d altered and made her own. Clark seemed to enjoy it, and as he grew stronger when he ate more. She went from soup to casseroles. After a week of caring for him the old Clark was back. One morning she woke to find him making coffee in the kitchen. Climbing out of his bed she went in search of him. He wore a bath towel around his waist, and his colour had returned to his cheeks. “Morning,” she said, gaining his attention. He turned to her and smiled. “Morning, babe. Are you okay?” he asked. “I’m good.” She’d been taking medication as a precaution as his doctor advised. Fortunately, she hadn’t caught his illness. “How
BILLIONAIRE CLARK FIFTEEN
One month after Christmas. Bella still hadn’t found a replacement job. No one was hiring new staff. The economy sucked, and the money she’d been paid in a Christmas bonus was running out fast. Her bills had been increased over Christmas, and her cleaning job wouldn’t sustain her for long. Staring down into her safe she saw the bills piling up. She couldn’t bring herself to think of moving out of her apartment. This place was her home. Bella took pride in where she lived. Moving out was the last thing she wanted to do. You haven’t got much choice. Resting her head on the table she tried to bring some reasoning to her thoughts. No matter what she tried to change, there was not enough money for her to live on. She was collecting all of her papers together when her cell phone rang. It was Wednesday morning, and Clark told her he was busy with loads of meetings. When she saw his number flash on the screen she was surprised. “What’s up?” she asked, packing th
BILLIONAIRE CLARK FOURTEEN
Bella woke up to the screams of children. It was Christmas morning, and she rolled over to see it was still dark outside. The clock on her bedside table read after five in the morning. “Bella, is there any chance you’re still asleep?” Clark asked. She chuckled, climbed out of bed and went to the door. He stood in a robe and slippers. His blond hair was mussed. This was the first time she’d seen him just rolled out of bed. He looked more handsome like this than in a business suit. “Morning,” she said. “This is ridiculous, but the kids are ready to open presents. Come on down.” He stood outside her door waiting for her. She grabbed a robe and headed out. Everyone was in the living room camped out on the sofa. Derek was sitting by the tree. The older man rubbed his hands together as he started dishing presents out to the kids. Once they were finished and left to unwrap more presents, Derek started handing out gifts to the adults. Bella found herself growing mo
BILLIONAIRE CLARK THIRTEEN
Christmas at the Andersons’. Bella waited for Clark to pick her up. It was Christmas Eve, and everything had been arranged for him to collect her on his way to his parents’ house. He’d stopped off at his office building prior to picking her up. She checked her suitcase for the hundredth time then all of her bags to make sure she’d packed the presents. Her stay with the Andersons would last until the New Year. She looked forward to bringing in the New Year with them. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she pushed her glasses up her nose before putting on her coat. She sat waiting until finally there was a knock on her door. Clark stood with his hands in the air in surrender. “I’m sorry. Traffic was a nightmare. Is this everything?” he asked, grabbing some of her bags. “Yeah, this is everything.” “It’s snowing out.” He warned her as they got to the ground floor. She followed him out the door and around to his car. He’d put snow tires on the instant the bad weath
BILLIONAIRE CLARK TWELVE
Bella opened the mail on Saturday morning and almost spit the coffee she’d been drinking all over the door. She’d been sent a bonus for her cleaning work and the amount had her gasping for breath. Looking over the numbers she decided the amount had to be a mistake. She went down to the pay phone they kept in the building. Putting a few quarters into the machine, she punched in the number for the company where she worked. Once she reached the boss she asked her about the amount. The amount was correct, and the bonus would be paid in full. All she needed to do was take the check to her bank and cash it. Gazing down at the amount she wasn’t paying attention as someone knocked on the door. Looking up she saw Clark stood with a key in hand. He was unlocking the door as she made her way over to him. “What’s the matter?” he asked. “I’ve been sent a bonus.” She lifted the check up for him to see. “Do you have anything to do with this?” He took the check from her. “
