Alpha Billionaire’s Bride, Part Two (BWWM Romance Serial) Read Online Free

here and let the staff get a lot of pampering out of their
systems.”
    “Okay. If you say so.”
    His hand lifted of its own accord, the external expression
of an urge to stroke her silken cheek. He lowered his hand. “Good night then. Sleep
well.”
    He forced himself to walk away and refused to dwell on the
disappointment in her eyes.
    “Goodnight,” she said softly behind him.
    He closed her door behind himself and took a few steps
before stopping in the middle of the hall. He was doing the right thing. Jada
wasn’t the kind of woman you had a fling with, and Ian wasn’t ready for more
than a fling.
    Not wanting a serious relationship was one of the reasons
he’d gone along with pretending to date Sasha. It took him off the eligibility
market, only drawing the kind of women to him who understood he wouldn’t give
them more than a night or two of pleasure.
    Jada wasn’t that kind of woman. She was the kind you waited
for, who you introduced to your parents. She’d want a simple engagement ring
and a small wedding with family and close friends. She was the rarely-found
girl next door.
    She was dangerous.
    Elly stepped into the hall and approached rapidly, carrying
a silver, covered tray.
    “There you are,” Ian said. “That was quick.”
    “You know Mrs. Best, sir,” Elly said. “She whipped up a
lovely omelet and a few other goodies in a snap.”
    “And you sped it right up here, too. Good girl. Thank you.”
    Elly mumbled and shuffled her feet. Poor girl couldn’t take
a compliment. He cleared his throat. “So, if you would, I’d like you to make
Jada your priority while she’s here. Sasha and Mrs. Brimgore will probably try
to steal you away, but don’t let them. Tell them I said you are to focus on
Jada whenever she wants you, okay?”
    Elly didn’t appear impressed with the idea of standing up to
Sasha and Agatha.
    “I’ll tell Nina to call in some extra help to take care of
those two. Is that better?” Ian asked.
    She exhaled in relief. “Yes, sir. Thank you.”
    Ian nodded, turned to leave, then stopped. “Oh, and Elly, if
Jada’s up to it after she eats, have Deb come and give her a massage. Good.
That’ll be all.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    Ian took a few more steps, then stopped again, turned. “Oh,
and before Jada goes to bed, please find her cat for her.”
    “Yes, sir. That’s easy. Ms. Kitty’s in the kitchen.”
    “Good. Bring her to Jada’s room before you turn in, please.
That’s all.”
    He turned again, walked a ways before realizing he hadn’t
heard Elly open the door to Jada’s room. He raised a hand and called out, “I
really am done now. Get that food to her before it gets cold.”
    “Thank you, sir” the young woman said.
    He heard her knock lightly on the door and the soft reply of
“Come in.”
    He wished he was going back in that room instead of being
forced to suffer more of the Brimgore woman’s company. It was Sullivan’s fault,
every bit of it. He wouldn’t have come out to the lake cabin if Sullivan hadn’t
persuaded him. And he never would have been put in the position of guarding a
woman he’d much rather seduce than protect.
    And Brimgore never would have found him out here if Sullivan
hadn’t told her where Ian was.
    Ian trudged down the curving staircase to the first floor,
reluctantly heading to the dining room. He could hear the woman already, her
shrill, nasal voice carrying down the hallway and skewering his eardrums like a
pike.
    Damn that Sullivan. Ian should fire him—twice.
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    THE NEXT MORNING, JADA FULFILLED her promise to herself and
had breakfast on her balcony. It was a beautiful morning, some chill still in
the air, with brilliant blue skies and a fair breeze rippling the surface of
the sparkling lake.
    Birds chirped and sang to one another through the woods and
across the lake. Someone must have trimmed the path edges already that morning
because the scent of cut grass wafted in the air, blending with tangy