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Billionaire's Package: A Romance Novella
Billionaire's Package: A Romance Novella
Billionaire's Package: A Romance Novella
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Billionaire's Package: A Romance Novella

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She thinks I’m a stripper, so I’ll play along.



Mistaken identity at its finest, considering I own half of the hotels in Hawaii.



But there’s nothing sexier than a bridesmaid.



Especially one giving me the, “I’ll screw you right here and now” look.



Her innocence is clear as day.



My desire to dominate is in overdrive.



It’s instalust. Not going to deny it. And why should I?



We both deserve this. Need this.



Her recent break-up. My screwed up past.



It was supposed to be one night.



It’s become something more.



But when I find out who her ex is… F***.






This is a steamy romance novella with a HEA!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherPublishdrive
Release dateAug 2, 2018
Billionaire's Package: A Romance Novella

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Sixty eight pages full of romance, a good read for an hour or so. I would have loved to get the bonus epilogue, but it is not available anymore.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I actually enjoyed the story, found it quite sweet in parts, would of preferred a longer holiday romance to make it feel more realistic but that ending was horrendous! I always want more of an ending in general but this was a ridiculous cut off ending! Couldn't even get the extended ending because the offers expired.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    It was alright. Hated Jacob and I wish the main characters had dealt with him and Carly differently. They just looked like pushovers when all was said and done
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    It was okay. Really short so that sucked I wish there was more

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Billionaire's Package - Kira Blakely

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Billionaire’s Package

Kira Blakely and Emily Bishop

Copyright © 2018 Kira Blakely and Emily Bishop

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She thinks I’m a stripper, so I’ll play along.

Mistaken identity at its finest, considering I own half of the hotels in Hawaii.

But there’s nothing sexier than a bridesmaid.

Especially one giving me the, I’ll fuck you right here and now look.

Her innocence is clear as day.

My desire to dominate is in fucking overdrive.

It’s instalust. Not going to deny it. And why should I?

We both deserve this. Need this.

Her recent break-up. My fucked up past.

It was supposed to be one night.

It’s become something more.

But when I find out who her ex is… Fuck.

This is a steamy romance novella with a HEA!

Chapter 1

Hazel

Here come the strippers! Carly, the bride, clapped her hands and jostled around in her seat, almost dislodging the glittery wings we’d attached to the back of her ‘Til Death Do Us Shot t-shirt before the bachelorette party.

The grand doors to the resort hall swung inward and the song Macho Man pumped through the speakers overhead. Men in all shapes and sizes, some genuinely attractive, entered, wearing fancy suits and cheesy grins.

They formed a line at the front, already tapping their feet to the rhythm.

I groaned and sank down in my seat. No, no, no, I whispered.

Can you say, awkward?

Lighten up, gorgeous, Carly said and pinched my nose. You’re going to love it. Come on! It’s Hawaii. You’ve got to live a little. Shake the dust off your thong.

I love that you think I’m wearing a thong, I replied and twinkled a smile in her direction.

This was her weekend, after all, and I wanted all the happiness in the world for her.

It was just that chiseled guys in speedos and bow ties weren’t my thing.

Sure, I liked hot guys – who didn’t, am I right? – and some would say this was the perfect way to get over an ex, but the idea of a dude waggling his junk inches from my nose didn’t do it for me.

Particularly after having my heart dragged across the jagged rocks out on the beach.

Tha-thump, tha-thump, flat line. Sleep tight, Hazel.

What kind of asshole dumped a girl in Hawaii, right before a wedding, which, ahem, may I add, we were both attending?

My ex-boyfriend, Jacob, that was who.

I have literally never been this excited, Carly said and lifted her mimosa. She slurped on the end of the straw and left a magenta lipstick stain behind. She tossed her long blond locks, then nudged my arm. Alcohol splashed onto my jeans, right at the crotch.

Perfection. Of course, that would happen to me.

Carly sloped her arm around my neck and hugged me close. Drink it, don’t spill it! You need to loosen up, Hazey, darling. Things are about to get wild. She wriggled her penciled eyebrows at me.

If I didn’t love you so much, I’d shake you, I said.

She threw back her head and laughed, then broke into song. Macho, macho, man!

The other bridesmaids sang along with her, hopping to their feet and stomping around, wiggling their hips. The strippers, dear god help me, ripped off their pants as one and revealed glitzy thongs underneath.

Hey, at least they’re not wearing speedos. Or strategically placed leis.

Thank heavens, Carly hadn’t asked me to take photos of tonight’s event.

Get up! Carly shrieked.

I rose to my feet, painfully aware of the stain on my jeans, and the logo on my shirt, Bad and Boozy Bridesmaid, and attempted an unenthused shimmy.

The men approached, removing their shirts, one button at a time, still grinning and humping the air in front of them. My cheeks heated, and the inside of the hall, down lights, parquet flooring and all, swam around me.

Can’t do this. Not after what happened. I sucked in a breath and let it out again. No, Hazel, get it together! This isn’t about you or your shitty ex-relationship. This is Carly’s weekend.

But it was all too much. Every single dude wore Jacob’s grin – the expression which said, Sorry, not sorry I’m dumping you.

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