Falling for the Secret Billionaire: Part 2 Read Online Free Page A

fresh bandage to my knee.
     
                  “Now that should do it. We’re only about 20 minutes away from the hospital.”
     
                  “Yeah okay, thanks. I do appreciate it,” I replied.
     
                  “Okay, now let’s get serious. I wanted to get to know you a little better before I gave you my entire life story, but fate had other plans for us when your little friend Greg dug up all the dirt on me he could find. It is true what he said about my father, but I need you to know, that that’s not who I am. Yes, I inherited his business, but that doesn’t mean that I continued his business technique. My father made his wealth through building large sky rise buildings on poor, existing suburbs. It was a rotten thing to do, but him and I never got along. I was his only son, and therefore I was the only one to inherit his practice when he passed away last July. I took over his enterprise but I moved away from what he did. Now, I work developing in developing nations to help bring business to their local economies. I know you might not believe me, but I really care about you Jasmine and I want to introduce you to my world.”
     
                  James reached behind him again and grabbed a large black binder, marked CONFIDENTIAL.
     
                  “Go ahead and read through this. This is the project I’m working on now in a small sub Saharan African village. I’m building a railroad leading to the port to help their export economy. Our company has arranged for irrigation and sanitation in the system to ensure that the people are healthy. Of course our company makes a small profit off of the work, but we make the money through other companies in China and Europe that want to use the railroad. The rest of the money goes to the local population in Africa and boosts their economy.”
     
                  I opened the binder to the first page and was shocked at the images that I saw there. Malnourished children living in shanties spread out in small villages. There was some text there with some sort of stats about waterfall per annual year but I couldn’t understand everything that it was trying to say. The next few pages in the binders were mostly engineered drawings of water wells that were to be implemented in the villages and other plans for the railway.
     
                  I had been ignoring James this entire time because I had taken Greg’s word for it. I believed with all my heart that James was some money hungry scumbag that was there to take advantage of me, and in reality, if all of this was true, he was one of the best people that I had ever had the pleasure of meeting. Growing up in a Caucasian dominated society, I had always assumed that people were out to get me. When I was a child, my parents told me to never trust people too easily and I had taken that to heart. Keisha was the only one that I had ever become close with and hadn’t given anyone else a chance. I closed the binder and looked over at James.
     
                  “I am so sorry to have misjudged you James. I really had no clue. What was I supposed to think?! I had some beautiful man pursuing me and my reflex told me that you were trying to use me for something. I’m sorry that I’ve been so distant. I was really hurt… I needed some time to get over you, I mean it’s been 3 months and I’m still not over you!”
     
                  James leaned over and kissed me hard on my plump lips. I felt an instant rush of butterflies hit my stomach as I kissed him back urgently. I grabbed the back of his neck and leaned by body towards his. I felt the world rushing around me and I felt a sense of completion being there in that moment with James. He sucked on my lower lip and gently bit it as he moved his head away from mine.
     
                  “I can’t even exclaim how glad I am that you’re not mad at me