Falling for the Secret Billionaire: Part 2 Read Online Free

on the poorly finished dock and it had scraped me from the top of my knee, down to about half way down my right shin.
     
    I sat up holding my knee trying to stop the blood from flowing but it was gushing between my fingers at that point. I was scared that James had noticed so I slyly looked over. He was still looking far out to sea and hadn’t heard me fall at the base of the pier. I tried to pull myself up, but as soon as I was able to stand on the leg, I shrieked in pain and fell back down on my ass. I wasn’t going anywhere! There was no way that I could walk with this type of injury. I found it funny that every single time the day started out fine and I thought it was a turning point, something terrible would happen. Especially today, I decided that I would start running, and sure enough I was unfortunate enough to gain myself an injury that would not allow me to put strain on my knee.
     
    Sure enough, as soon as I shrieked in pain, James’ head shot around and spotted me. Next thing I knew, he was sprinting from the end of the dock towards me.
     
    “Oh my god, Jasmine! Are you alright?”
     
    “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Piss off. I don’t want to see you!” I replied hastily.
     
    “Look Jasmine, you know that I only want the best for you right? I just heard you scream in pain for god’s sake! I thought someone was dying over here! You can’t expect me to just leave you like this. Even if we had chemistry or past, I would never leave someone helpless like this when I know that I can help them.”
     
    James always did have a way for words. I felt myself swoon from the sound of his voice but I tried to stay focused on getting away from him.
     
    “I’m parked a couple blocks away, I’ll drive you to the hospital. You’re definitely going to need some stitches on that.”
     
    “No! Don’t you dar-“ mid sentence, he cut me off by picking me up and throwing me over his broad shoulders.
     
    I felt my body instantly relax under his warm embrace. I tried to be angry and stay firm in my position to hate him, but I couldn’t.
     
    He carried me across the warm sand over to the sidewalk until we reached his car. He was driving a silver Porsche, exactly the type of car you would expect a billionaire to be driving.
     
    With one hand he opened the passenger door and laid me down in the passenger seat. He gently kissed me on the forehead and combed his fingers through my hair.
     
    “I’m sorry Jasmine. I’m sorry for everything.”
     
    He closed the door and walked around the front of the car to get into the drivers seat of the car. He closed the door behind him and draped his right arm over the headrest behind me.
     
    “You know, we don’t have to talk about anything between us if you don’t want to, but of course I think it’s for the best. I think you need to know the truth about me. I can’t stand the thought of you thinking of me as if I were some kind of money hungry monster.”
     
    “If you’re not a money hungry monster, what kind of a billionaire are you then James?” I replied stubbornly.
     
    “Before I answer your question, at least let me help you clean up that wound.”
     
    He reached behind my seat and pulled out a first aid kit. At least he was well prepared I thought. He pulled out a bottle of antiseptic and some gauze to help clean my wound.
     
                  “Now this is going to sting a little, are you ready?”
     
                  “Go for it. I’m sure I’ve felt worse pain in my life.”
     
                  He poured some of the antiseptic onto the fresh white gauze and pressed it firmly against my wounded knee.
     
                  “Ahhh! That stings like a mother fucker!!!!”
     
                  “I told you” he said as he said playfully with a wide grin on his smug face.
     
                  He pulled a fresh new piece of gauze out from the kit along with some medical tape and applied a