Accidentally Married to the Billionaire (The Billionaire's Touch, #1)
ACCIDENTLY MARRIED
TO
THE BILLIONAIRE
Part 1
By
Sierra Rose
Table of Contents
Title Page
Accidentally Married to the Billionaire (The Billionaire's Touch, #1)
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She thinks he’s despicable. He wants her back...with a vengeance.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
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Rebecca is an aspiring actress. While at a fancy cocktail party, the socialites begin to pick on her. And that’s when she claims she’s dating the billionaire host of the party. When he goes along with it, Rebecca is in shock. And when this billionaire offers her a proposition she can’t say no to, she dives straight in.
Jenna Harks left Goldman Sachs. Left the two hundred thousand starting salary on the table. She left to make her name with something bigger, better. Even if it did mean starting out as a low-level assistant without recognition or the chance of dental. But when mistaken identity gives Jenna the job of her dreams, she isn’t sure what to make of it. She knows she has the skills and determination, that’s for sure. So she rises to the challenge.
There is Michael Larchwood, younger son of the legendary Abe Larchwood. Second heir to the keys of the castle. He was also a notorious playboy who flirts with Jenna. The thing is, not only does the company have a zero tolerance policy toward inter-office fraternization, but Michael was well known for flouting those rules. At least four women in the last two years were fired after being seen leaving his apartment, and Jenna was in no way interested in making that list.
And then there’s the serious brother, Thomas Larchwood, who is a brilliant financial tactician and the youngest person ever to be named on Forbes most influential people’s list. All that and he was only a few years older than Jenna.
The more Michael flirts with Jenna, the more Thomas takes notice. Both brothers are off limits. But during this Christmas season, one of them steals her heart.
She thinks he’s despicable. He wants her back...with a vengeance.
BOOK TRAILER: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ8m9f7JDzk
Short blurb: A woman must travel around the globe with her despicable ex in order to get her hands on her inheritance.
My Despicable Ex longer blurb:
Ashly Roberts and Jake Connors are barely twenty when they decide to take the proverbial plunge and walk down the aisle to exchange vows in front of the dearly beloved. Basking in bridal bliss, Ashly feels she is living the perfect fairytale, until she’s faced with a runaway groom, dumped at the altar by bad-boy fiancé, Jake Connors.
Five years later, Jake steps back into her life...
He realizes that being a no-show for their nuptials was the worst mistake of his life. A little older and more mature, he is ready to fight for Ashly’s love once again. When Ashly sees him, she can’t deny the attraction she feels, but her hormones are overruled by the horror of what he did to her in the past. Nevertheless, Jake’s most potent weapon, those dazzling baby blues, ignites a spark in Ashly, no matter how angry she wants to be. She cannot deny the spark, and she only hopes the inferno it ignites will not consume her heart again.
*This is a two book series* (All of your answers won't be answered in book 1)
This is a 3 book novella series. 18+ due to sexual situations.
Britt woke up in Jack’s glorious arms.
Jack...whatever his last name was. She hadn't a clue who he was. Kicking her way out of the sheets, Britt got to her feet and clutched her head instantly. It pounded like an unsuccessful road construction project and her teeth hurt, actually ached from the hangover. Stumbling to the bathroom with annoyance, she drank water and took a shower and drank more water, chastising herself for letting it get this bad.
She knew to drink water and take aspirin before bed to help curb this hideous feeling. She needed a full breakfast, something big. But she was stuck with this guy who thought it was socially acceptable to hang out after a one-night stand. Britt didn’t have any experience with a one-nighter, except that time in college with the one guy in her women’s studies class, the one with the tattoo of a hard drive motherboard on his chest. That hadn’t ended well, but for sure he had at least had the courtesy to leave her dorm immediately afterward. Were they supposed to have breakfast together? Bond in some way? She had work. He had...probably the unemployment line or guitar practice or something. Mainly, she needed head-space to get ready for her day and try to forget what she’d done the night before, namely some guitarist whose last name was a mystery better left unsolved. The guy was HOT! But she knew she would never see him again.
Or would she?
WARNING: This is a novella. 18+ due to sexual situations. This is a 3-book series. This ends with a cliffhanger and the story will be continued in Book 2.
When Julia finds out her father is dying, she is devastated. He tells her his biggest regret is not getting the chance to dance with her at her wedding reception. So what does Julia do? She creates the perfect wedding reception. But there’s one problem. Julia doesn’t have a groom. Nonetheless, she plans a small wedding reception for close friends and family so her father will get his last dying wish. But when the press hears about the heartwarming story, Julia creates a media buzz. The story goes viral and her simple wedding reception goes from a backyard event to being hosted at one of the most elegant ballrooms in New York City. And when billionaire Luke Ellison enters the mix, the press goes wild. Can Julia fight her attraction toward a man who broke her heart so many years ago?
This is Part 1 of a three-book novella series. 18+ due to sexual situations. All of your questions won't be answered without purchasing Parts 2 and 3.
Calli Crawford has given up too much in life; too many rules and regulations forcing her to become someone she can barely recognize. Such is the life of a woman in the Witness Protection Program. With loneliness and fear as a constant companion, she's in search for solitude in hopes of making it to the trial date and getting back to her life.
Captain John "Edge" Barker has served his final mission for the Navy SEALs and the devastation of it has left its mark on the hard-bodied vet. His plan is to focus on his dogs and ignore the rest of the world, but when a raven-haired woman in need moves across the street, his world is turned upside down.
Needing someone to protect, he goes against his better judgment and steps into her world, and makes her fight his own. With the largest syndicate in New York searching high and low for them, the pair doesn't have the luxury of living in the present. They're forced to stay on the razor edge of tomorrow.
Addictive Collision tells the story of twenty-five-year-old Morgan Tyler, who works as a receptionist at Belmont University and also takes classes on the side. She journeys through the
pain of being trapped in a sexless marriage. Tired of having a roommate for a husband, she explores her options. Should she stay in the confines of her unhappy marriage or make the painful decision to leave? As she debates what direction her life should take, sparks begin to fly with a hot, hunky mailman named Foster. Is it time to move on with her life, or should Morgan fight for the man who is ignoring her?
Chapter 1
Marjorie Reynolds knocked on her elderly neighbor’s door. They lived in the same apartment building and had been friends for years. Marj had done some shopping for her. When Maria opened it, she smiled.
“Thank you,” she said, waving her in the apartment.
Marj offered her a cheery grin. “Not a problem. I picked up your prescriptions too.”
“Thank you, honey. I see you remembered the cat food.”
She petted the black cat on the head as it let out a small meow. “Now how could I forget Cuddles here?”
“You’re a Godsend. What would I do without you? My six kids either moved away or can care less about me, and I can’t drive anymore. But you’ve always been here for me. Always. You’re my knight in shining armor. The female version, of course.”
Marj set the bags down on the table. “I’ll take that. Because that means I get to slay big, giant dragons. As long as I’m not the damsel in distress.”
“I think we both know you’re a very independent woman.”
Marj smiled and helped her put the groceries away, then they played cards.
Maria flipped up a card. “I want to set you up with my grandson. He’s my...”
“Shining star,” Marj finished.
“Wait. Have we had this conversation before?”
Maria was starting to develop early dementia and that worried Marj. Maria was such a kind and wonderful person. She always had a smile on her face and made her laugh.
“Yeah, hon. We’ve had this conversation before. I even went out with your grandson, Michael a few months back.”
“Oh, that’s right. He robbed you blind. Took your rent money. I’m so sorry about all of that. He’s all screwed up on drugs now. But he used to be a very good boy.”
“It’s okay. It wasn’t your fault,” Marj reassured her.
“He’s very cute.”
“Very. Just not very stable.”
Maria let out a long sigh. Marj grinned, showing her that she was long past the incident.
“So what happened to the cute guy in Star Bucks?” Maria asked. “The one that looked like my hottie on The Vampire Diaries? And no, I’m not too old to be watching that show. I might be eighty, but I still like a hot man with piercing, blue eyes. I’m very young at heart.”
Chuckling, Marj shook her head. “Anyway, I found out he was married.”
“Seriously?” She tapped her chin. “What about the big, muscular one we always saw jogging? The one that smiled at you when he was all hot and sweaty?”
“He’s gay.”
“I knew he was to good looking!” she squealed.
Marj laughed.
“How about the dreamy, blond guy in the bookshop?”
“He’s dating three other bookworms.”
“Oh, a player.”
“Yeah. I’ve been searching all over for Mr. Right, but I keep getting disappointed by all the men I meet. I really don’t think there is a Prince Charming or knight in shining armor.”
“Sure there is.” She pointed to the happy picture of her and her husband. “I found mine and we were married for fifty years before he passed away.”
“I hope I get as lucky as you one day.”
She pushed back a strand of white hair that fell from her tight bun. “You will. How that dating site, Blender? Is that helping?”
“Tinder,” Marj corrected with a chuckle. “I’ve met lots of great people, just nobody I want to date.”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll find the right Blender match.”
“Tinder match.”
“Right. Don’t just swipe the cute ones. Because those are the ones that are trouble. What do you look for in a profile?”
“Someone who looks like they want to do fun things, and definitely someone who makes me laugh.”
“Maybe you should try more coffee dates. Talking too much online isn’t natural. Meeting someone face to face is the way to go. If they don’t work out, you always have a new friend.”
“Yep. They’re great practice for when my soulmate does come along. Dating is definitely a fun adventure.”
Her bright green eyes twinkled. “Online dating has changed the game for sure.”
“For the better or for the worse?” Marj asked.
“I think online dating makes the romantic process feel forced and dehumanizing. Why don’t you meet a good man in church?”
Marj tapped her nails on the table. “I think I’ll just focus on my career and my new job.”
She put down a few more cards. “Yeah, let love come naturally. I know you said it’s fun and exciting, but I think offline encounters are the best way to go.”
“I have to admit, it’s exhausting having the same conversations every night. It’s like I’m being interviewed nonstop. It’s like going on one continuous first date. How can these men enjoy serial courtship?”
“It’s a quick hook-up. The ones that enjoy it are the guys getting laid.”
We both burst out into laughter.
Chapter 2
Marj shouldn’t have been thinking about her spray tan. She should have been focused on the orientation for her new job. Still, she had forked over nineteen bucks for some cosmetology student to make her Bermuda tan and she’d left the shop looking more of a Dreamsicle orange. Marj had gone after her limbs with the loofah, but no amount of exfoliation had rid her of her sherbet hue. So instead of listening to the trainer drone on about the PowerPoint, Marj was obsessing over the fact that her gorgeous and diligently toned long legs were an unflattering apricot shade that didn’t go well with her navy pencil skirt. So much for trying to look professional on her first day, she thought.
She had enough student loan debt that she wasn’t a woman who took a nineteen-dollar luxury expense lightly. What a waste, she thought with irritation. She’d wanted to look sleek and put together and like someone who took beach vacations instead of someone who only let herself have Starbucks once a week for budgetary reasons. She was in marketing by trade, but she had the soul of an accountant, or so her bookkeeper friend Britt had told her. Correction, her best friend Britt, the former bookkeeper turned billionaire’s wife. Marj sighed, possibly aloud because the trainer gave her the stink eye before droning on about the slides again.
Marj knew that every company thought it was super special and had to build the culture with lots of training procedures but, frankly, she was good at marketing and knew how to do it without a dose of jargon. It was a challenge to leave her phone in her purse. She wanted to check her social media and see if she’d been getting any good swipes on Tinder. Although she was losing faith in dating apps. She hadn’t met anyone halfway decent since she and Luke broke up. And by ‘broke up,’ she meant ‘since he knocked up his secretary’ which is so cliché it didn’t bear mentioning.
She made herself take notes, although she had no intention of ever reading them. Marj jotted down the names of competitors, which she already knew, and noted that the current CFO had been head hunted by a multinational based out of London. Whether this was mere boastfulness or whether the company needed new management, she wasn’t sure. The point was, she wished they’d get a new CFO for a very simple reason. At her last job, before the Luke debacle, Creative Consulting had been acquired by the Fitzsimmons Group, which included a new CEO and his hot son who ended up falling for Britt. So if this joint had a new executive, maybe he’d be hot or have an attractive single relative who’d like to meet a somewhat jaded but very shapely and aerobicized marketing girl.
Until some mythical Billionaire Charming (so much more desirable than a mere Prince Charming, to Marj�
�s mind) appeared to sweep her off her office chair, she was doomed to at least another thirty years of focus groups and targeting demographics. She tried not to stare at her legs. They annoyed her and also made her crave orange sherbet, which most definitely was not on the low carb diet she just started yesterday.
When the training dismissed, she bolted to the cavernous lobby of the building and checked her phone. A missed call from Britt. She’d been trying to reach Britt for two days and kept missing her. Britt was touring with her husband the adorable billionaire’s band. Because he wasn’t perfect enough, he wrote songs about her and played them on his guitar while looking hot and having more money than most Central American nations. It was hard not to be bitter about the preciousness of the whole Britt and Jack union, but Marj did her best. Because she loved Britt and a truly perfect man was the only solution, because no one else could hope to deserve her. She wanted Britt to be this happy. She just wished that Jack had an equally flawless brother for herself.
Jack did have a brother, but that hadn’t worked out well for Marj. He’d brought a date to the rehearsal dinner and rebuffed Marj’s every advance despite the fact that her incredible cleavage had threatened to spill forth from her dress. Apparently he’d gone ahead and married the girl. So Marj would have to shop outside her BFF’s in-laws to find a mate.
She was beginning to think that romance and happy endings didn’t happen for girls like her. Britt was a total sweetheart, not to mention one of the most loyal and responsible women on earth. So it wasn’t like they were ever competing for the same men. Men had types, for sure. And anyone who wanted Britt’s all-American cuteness wouldn’t have looked twice at Marj with her low-cut tops and her sarcasm.
She dialed Britt’s number, and her friend answered at once, her sunny voice conveying her happiness with Jack.
“Hi, babe!” Britt said.
“Hey, sunshine. Ease up on the perky. I just spent five hours listening to some broad in HR read a PowerPoint out loud.”