All Chapters of Illicit Desires: Billionaire’s Second Chance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 9: Launch DayKENYA POV “KENYA…. KENYA…” a familiar voice called out from the buzzing throng. I glanced behind me to find Anna jumping up and down behind the red tape among the fans and readers who were eager for my attention. My jaw dropped when I saw none but Luc perched on her hip, his small fist stuffed into his mouth and utterly oblivious of what was going on. I walked to the head of security and pulled him to the side before whispering in his ear to let the crazy woman with a kid through. He glanced at her questionably, then looked at me as though I had completely lost it.“I know it sounds crazy and unbelievable, but that’s actually my best friend and my son. I had no idea they would come here,” The little spiel must have gotten through him because he gave me a curt nod before walking straight to the throng, then pulled up the red tape and let Anna through. She came running and waved back at the few people she had undoubtedly been bragging to about me, then slammed

Silver LiningROYAL POVThe back of my arm screamed as I fished my phone out of my pocket, only to curse in a thousand languages when a notification from a bloody food app appeared on the screen. I heaved a disturbed sigh before unlocking it, then went to my inbox for the umpteenth time, only to find a single tick on the message I sent sixteen hours ago. Another sigh ripped itself from out of my chest before I dropped the phone flat onto my table and then looked up from the control room into the live window then stiffened my face when the two vocalists glared at me questionably.“That’s not gonna do.” I dropped the pen and massaged my tense temple before glaring back at them. “You guys need to be serious if you are going to work with me.” I continued, leaning forward onto the desk,“But you weren’t even listening.” The other one, the blonde stupid pig who looked like he was found stashed in a rubbish bin called out accusingly.“Exactly, dude. And you are telling us we ain’t serious?

Chapter 13: DINNER IIROYAL POVI was about to swing the phone I clutched to my ear into the thin air when a hand landed on my shoulder and started moving in a subliminal way. I turned to the side and murmured a small ‘wait a sec’ into the device before glaring at the entity beside me. I am saying entity because it was my first laying eyes on the woman standing before me yet she was smiling at me like we had slept together for the past twenty-plus years. it was almost exasperating: pulling along the attention of the entire female population wherever I went, of course!Especially now when I was trying to right the wrongs of my past. I couldn't afford to mess this one up! The past four years were excruciatingly long and lonely, and I would rather die than go through all of that again.“Apologies to disturb you, Mr. Carter. Miss Brown has arrived.” The lady thinned her eyes at me, and no not in the all ‘I am going to bash your head in’ kind of. Hers were inviting sending all kinds of se

Second Chances ROYAL POV The bustling sounds around me seemed to even hype me more. The white noise of people dragging their luggage around, the whirr of the planes as they ascended into thin air, and the normally annoying screeching sound of their wheels touching the ground… The occasional intercom announcing arrivals and departures of different, countless aircraft… On a very normal day, I would be super pissed to be here, especially when I was not in the business or first-class lounge. But something inside of me was alive, and I couldn’t care less. Not even the fans that brazenly stood in front of me to take pictures of me. Nothing could get me in a bad mood. I felt too good to even care about anything. My foot kept tapping lightly against the floor, a sign that I had been here for far too long and I was growing impatient. “Uncle Roy…” My attention was ripped from my phone by a cute little girl with her hair pulled in piggy tails, charging towards me. I got up from my seat

The Missing Piece ROYAL POV The universe possessed a sick sense of humor. That was the only thing I could think of at that particular moment as I stared back at one little human who looked like the younger reflection of me. There was this tightness that held my chest captive, the kind that made me feel like I couldn’t breathe when I listened to him talk about how great his mommy was to him. It was the good kind of sensation though, the feeling you got when you were on the cross between overwhelmingly excited and downright nervous you could break down at any moment. And I was damn glad because I knew that although I had fucked up the only good thing in my life, I somehow managed to create this beautiful soul with the woman I loved. It was in the way my heart raced as though I had completed a marathon the entire time I sat there watching him smile, and his deep black eyes that made guilt harden to dread inside of me with the idea that I wasn't there the times he and his mom needed