Book 3 Is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the MY BILLIONAIRE BABY DADDY WANTS ME BACK series.---------He gives me a wonderful night while I give him a secret baby.Homeless loner as always, I encounter a handsome with fabulous wealth. Sparks fly when our eyes meet and we just click.The attraction is so strong that nothing could stop us to zealously explore each other's body, but after which I'm pregnant and he's nowhere to be found.Maybe he never likes me. It's all in my head.It takes several years before our reunion and I magically become his housekeeper.I get to know a bigger picture. He once indeed waited for my call and wanted me. But just when we have a chance to be together again, I gradually lose faith in him.He seems to reconnect with his ex-girlfriend and get tired of me, and coincidentally my suitor who takes great care of my child keeps wooing me.The misbelief must be cleared or we'll stray from each othe
"Of course, sir."I knelt down to pick up the shards of glass from the floor, using a napkin, with my heart hammering against my chest. As soon as I was done, I stumbled over an apology, and Ander placed a hand on my elbow and tugged me aside. Once we were through the double doors of the kitchen, he withdrew his hand and folded his arms over his chest."We don't make mistakes like this at La Mesa.""I'm really sorry, Mr. Ander. I-"Ander held up a hand, and his dark eyes narrowed. "I don't want to hear whatever excuses you're going to give me. Don't let it happen again."I swallowed. "Of course not, sir.""You won't be getting paid for today, of course. The damages will need to be paid for," Ander continued, his eyes moving over me. "You can't coast by on your good looks, Rachael.""I-""You're a part-time employee," Ander interrupted, his eyes tightening further. "Which means you're expendable. Don't forget that. Clean yourself up."With one final withering look, he spun on his heels
BernardShe laced her fingers through mine and raised her voice to be heard over the noise. "Are you sure this is okay?"I glanced at her over my shoulder and grinned. "You look fine, don't worry."In silence, I led her through the tightly packed bodies, gyrating against each other. The smell of alcohol and sweat rose through the air as we weaved in and out of the bodies, many of them gathered in the middle of the dance floor, lit up in bright neon lights. Her shoes squeaked against the tile floors as I pulled her behind me and made a beeline for the back.The tall, muscular man with short, cropped hair and alert dark eyes recognized me instantly. Wordlessly, he unhooked the stanchion and ushered us through. As soon as we stepped through, he clipped it shut behind us and straightened his back. I tucked Rachel into my side and led her to a table in the back, in a secluded corner, with a single light casting long shadows across the walls.Music pumped steadily through the overhead speak
Rachel grinned at me. "Yeah, and now they're used as torture devices for women."I wrapped an arm around her shoulders and steered her in the direction of the room. "I think women should wear what they want."Rachel giggled. "I think so too."As soon as I used the key card to swipe the door open, she kicked her heels off and left them by the door. Wordlessly, Rachel wandered over to the couch and collapsed against it."Your couch is really comfortable.""I think so too."I smiled and kicked the door shut with the back of my leg. When I handed her a glass of water, she drank it all before stretching out across the couch and squeezing her eyes shut."I'm just going to close my eyes for a bit."I left her on the couch and went into my room.When I came out of the shower, a thin mist following behind me, Rachel was on my bed, legs tucked underneath her. She cocked a finger in my direction, beckoning me forward. My heartthundered against my chest as I covered the distance between us and ki
BernardSomewhere in the room, there was a loud buzzing sound. I groaned and fumbled in the darkness, a headache pounding in the back of my skull. Abruptly, I sat up, threw off the covers, and peered into the darkness. When the buzzing stopped, I breathed a sigh of relief and ran a hand over my face.Then it started again, and I jumped to my feet.I crept around the room until I found my pants in the doorway to the room. With a frown, I fished my phone out of my pocket and squinted at the name flashing across the screen. After shooting a quick look over my shoulders at Rachel's sleeping form, I took my phone and stepped outside.The living room was shrouded in moonlight.I rubbed my eyes and pressed the phone to my ear. "This better be good. Do you have any idea what time it is?""I'm so sorry, Mr. Shaw. I know it's late, but there's been an emergency.""What kind of emergency?""There's been a fire in the basement of the company," Mary replied after a brief pause. "The CEO and CFO ha
When we rolled up into the city, I saw the thick plume of smoke from a distance. The driver pressed down on the gas, and the car raced through the empty streets of LA, taking side streets and shortcuts until we came to a stop in front of the company, a sprawling set of metal buildings located downtown. I hurried out of the car before it came to a complete stop and spotted the CEO and CFO on the other side of the street, studying the flames intently."Does anyone know what happened?""We have a team combing through the video footage and the reports, but it'll take a while," Raymond told me without looking at me. He shared a quick look with Robert, my CFO, before he looked over at me. "We don't know the extent of the damage.""Once they have the fire under control, we'll see. The chief told me that the damage is contained to the lower levels, where the files are stored."Robert straightened his back. "It's a good thing we're insured."I nodded and folded my arms over my chest. "Yes, it
Rachel"Are you even listening to me?"I blinked and switched the phone to my other ear. "Yeah, sorry. I spaced out for a few seconds there. What were you saying?"Taylor exhaled. "You've been doing that a lot lately. Still thinking about the financier?""No," I replied a little too quickly. "I've just had to pick up a few extra shifts at the restaurant, and Ander has been on my case lately."Since the night I met Bernard, I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. Unfortunately, between the extra shifts I was having to work at La Mesa under the watchful and judgmental gaze of Ander, who was still carrying a grudge over the wineglass-breaking incident and waking up alone in my bed every day, I hadn't been able to do much about it.Bernard and our night together were never far from my thoughts.Unfortunately, he'd made it pretty clear that I meant nothing to him by sneaking off in the middle of the night without even a note to tell me where he went.Waking up in the hotel room in
"You're the best, Taylor.""I love you.""Love you too."As soon as I hung up, I stood up and took my plate back to the kitchen. The rest of the day went by in a rush of orders and cleaning tables. On my way home, I stopped to give my bag of food to a homeless man with rows of decaying yellow teeth in the park. I climbed up the stairs to my apartment and shoved the door open.It creaked and groaned as I swung it shut.Once I set my bag down, I saw the puddle of water on the ceiling and the water stains on the floor, and I frowned. Immediately, I hurried into the kitchen to get a bucket and a mop. My muscles screamed and ached when I crawled into bed a short while later, fully clothed and with my stomach growling.Over the next few weeks, I did my best to forget about Bernard altogether.Still, he came to me at night, and I saw him propped up on the hotel bed, a wicked smirk on his face. I saw him looming over me, holding himself still as he kissed me, his mouth strong and searing agai
Olivia“This is completely unprofessional. We’ve scheduled this checkup for days, and he should be here on time.”Bryan Wells looks at me like it’s my fault, his scowl darkening his features. I don’t know what to say. I’ve already informed him that Luke’s in the middle of an emergency surgery and it’s running longer than anticipated due to some complications—and we already informed Bryan this morning, too, which makes this the second time.I clear my throat and try again.“I’m sorry about this, Mr. Wells. We didn’t expect Dr. Jennings to handle a surgery today, but it can’t be postponed. Rest assured, though, that he will cater to you first thing as soon as the new appointment is set. If you could kindly tell me when you are available again?—”“I’m available now. I came here expecting the checkup now.”I pause. “This morning, we sent you an email informing you about the situation and?—”“Are you his secretary?”I blink, not missing the condescending tone. My shoulders stiffen, but I k
I nod, not about to tell her that I'm confident there will be. I can see the clear enjoyment on her face as we stroll toward the flowers, which are even more beautiful up close. When the breeze picks up and she shivers, I remove my coat and place it over her shoulders, then openly appreciate her dress."You know what my new favorite is?"Olivia sends me a curious look. "What?"I wink. "Black dresses. Specifically, you in them."She laughs hard, and it's the most melodic sound there is. I rub her shoulders to add an extra layer of warmth, but really, it's just an excuse to pull her closer to me.And when she doesn't protest, I can't think of a more perfect date than this.When I walk Olivia to her doorstep, I thank her for spending the night with me and for giving me a chance. Her smile turns shy."I should be the one thanking you, Luke. You made so much effort and I like how we spent the date.""You do?""Yeah. It was pretty amazing."I can't help but agree. Then I can't help looking
Luke"I'm not going to lie, I was expecting you to go a different route. You know, the typical fancy dinner in a fancy restaurant, with you showing off your knowledge of wines and some menu that I can't even pronounce."Olivia's tone is laced with humor, and I can't help but laugh. Then I shake my head as I guide her inside the movie theater, where the carpets are lush, and the most lit area is the concession stand."To be fair, I've taken most of my dates to fancy restaurants, but I want it to be different for us."Curiosity shines in her eyes as she looks around before we stop at the concession stand. It's a long area filled with glass displays of goods and a menu on the wall. I wait for her to read everything."Wait...shouldn't they just offer stuff like popcorn, candies, and soda? They have quite a variety of food." She then glances from side to side. "And where is everyone?"I bite back a grin. "Don't be mad, but I kind of rented the whole place for the night so we could have it
My skin buzzes at the sound of his deep voice. I have a second to wonder if it's my imagination before I glance toward the door where Luke is standing.In the flesh. Looking so good that it hurts.At my lack of response, he cautiously slips in and closes the door with a lock clicking, shutting us out from the rest of the world. My heart picks up speed as his gaze roams over me, then settles on my face. I swallow and finally push down my speechlessness."Luke...what are you doing here?"He's silent for a while as he just looks at me. Then he clears his throat."I saw you earlier. Wearing that...looking like that. You took my breath away, but you were gone just as quickly."The way he says it...I can hear his longing. The smile from earlier is gone, replaced by a desire glimmering deep in his gaze. There's a triumphant feeling inside me that he never looked at the gorgeous woman in white this way, but it's immediately smothered by the knowledge that they're still a much better pairing t
Olivia"Hey, Liv! I'm glad you could make it!"I grin at Wanda, who's already with Maria and Jasper when I find her. The three make a beeline toward me, giving me hugs before they take in what I'm wearing. A round of oohs and aahs come, and my cheeks heat up."Come on, guys. I just got this from a thrift shop. And it's basic black."The event was announced long ago: a small charity party with the doctors, the staff, and some of the hospital's major sponsors in attendance, held at the largest conference room. It didn't sink into my mind that it would be a semi-formal event or that it would fall on my day off until yesterday, but the black dress that has always been in my closet is a lifesaver.Medical assistants are not obligated to go, but the director wants us to. Nurses don't have to, but Maria and Jasper are free and said they wouldn't miss getting all glamoured up for the world.Maria rolls her eyes good-naturedly. "Sweetheart, if I looked like that in black, I would wear it every
I nod. "Yeah. For when the software has some technical problems and someone has questions about how to use the device."Henry shakes their hands, including Riley's. A seasoned veteran of life, he's friendly, outgoing, and pretty much will shake anyone's hand, which makes him perfect for his department. "Pleased to meet you both. Luke hasn't brought a lot of guests here, so it's good to see some new faces. Are you customers of the product? Or perhaps you're a new member of the team?" He beams at Riley. "And who's this sweetheart?"I look at Olivia, unsure how to play this. But before I can answer, Riley speaks first."I'm Luke's daughter."It's like a bomb dropping-at least, it feels that way to me and Olivia, if her wide eyes and stupefied expression are any indication. My head whips toward Riley, who is smiling at Henry, with Henry eyeing her curiously."You are?"She nods. "Luke is my dad." Then she turns to me. "You're my dad, aren't you?"Color me stunned and rendered speechless.
LukeBeing in Olivia’s house again after taking her so thoroughly a week ago feels more intimate than I anticipated, but it’s also exciting. It’s my third playdate with Riley, who doesn’t have movie-watching in mind this time.“I still have homework, Luke, and I should finish it today.”“Oh. Do you want help with it?”“No. I want to do my homework by myself. Mom says to ask for help if I’m confused, but I’m not confused.”It’s another way of saying she’s independent, which amuses me as I follow her to a room that her mom made into her homework area. The small table is already littered with books, crayons, and the like. I watch Riley start coloring before I gingerly sit on the stool beside her.Immediately, she giggles. “You’re too big for the chair, Luke.”I grin. “It’s okay. I just want to watch you.”She finishes coloring and starts on some math problems. I wait for her to ask for help. But she doesn’t. Realizing my presence might be a detriment more than anything, I carefully stand
I curl my hand inward until his head tilts just a little bit to rest on it. Luke emits a longer sigh, his weariness visible. But he doesn't even care about that.The guy who acts out in front of everyone, sometimes even to patients, has a good heart. I've seen glimpses of it throughout our interactions and the way he treats Riley, but I guess I've been holding back from fully seeing this side of him. He's also just human-the type who, at the end of the day, feels for his patients and gets affected by their condition no matter how hard he tries to separate himself from them.It's this understanding that propels me forward until I'm no longer just cupping his cheek but hugging him, too. I can sense his surprise from his sudden tension, but it's gone in a blink as his arms wrap around me. I know I'm the one comforting him, but the warmth he emits is a source of comfort for me, too."Liv...what is this?"His voice is gruff and just a little bit confused."I just thought you needed a hug."
OliviaI pace the office, done with work, and find myself stuck with nothing to do. I’m sure many people would kill for that problem, but without anything to do, my mind can’t help running a mile a minute as I wait for the person I need to speak with the most.I jump at the knock on the door, then turn to Wanda as she peeks in.“Hey. Wanna get some of that fresh bread down the street before we head home?”I force a smile out. “Sounds great, but I’ll have to pass. I’m staying for a bit.”“Isn’t it past your work hours?”“Yes, but I need to check in with Dr. Jennings about the surgery progress. It’s easier to record everything now than tomorrow.”She shakes her head and mutters about me working too hard, then waves and leaves. I glance at the clock. I should be going home, but it’s one of those lucky days where Nancy asked to stay longer since she needs the extra cash.But as it turns out, I don’t have to wait long as Luke walks in a few minutes later, already scrubbed down.I already h