Billionaire Romance: The Storm SUCCEEDS: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (The Billionaire President Book 15) by Sarah J. Brooks

Author:Sarah J. Brooks [Brooks, Sarah J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-02-05T05:00:00+00:00

Brad

When I woke up the next morning, just a few hours after Cassie and I had finished certainly the best fucking I’d experienced in my lifetime, I looked at her sleeping peacefully for a few moments before I reluctantly got out of bed. I’d been hoping for a little morning delight, but the clock said I was already late to start my day.

I showered and dressed, then I left a note on my pillow letting Cassie know that she should enjoy the suite for as long as she wanted, and I would connect with her later in the day for lunch or dinner if she didn’t have plans. I included my number.

Normally I would have done my work for the day in my suite, but, with Cassie there, I went instead to my office in the back of the lobby. I looked at my schedule for the day and sighed. I saw my four o’clock appointment with the journalist and I groaned out loud. I’d forgotten all about that, and I had absolutely no desire, especially today, to have to answer questions or, worse, dodge them. I thought for a moment about Cassie, still sleeping soundly in my bed, and I had the urge to tell my secretary to reschedule everything so I could go back to the room. But, that wouldn’t work, especially with what I had to do that day. I had to create a basement on a damn island.

I called my builder, the one who knew everything and whom I trusted implicitly. He laughed. “You can’t dig any deeper than you already have,” he said. “This island is solid rock. Great for a hotel, but there’s no way you can hammer through it without destroying some of the structural integrity of the building that’s already there.

“Okay, then tell me what I can do. I need a basement. What are our options?”

“Is it storage or active work?” he asked, mirroring the exact same question I had asked Manuel Brown.

“Storage,” I said. “From Columbia.”

“Ah, okay. Well, we could do a vault. We could build it into your office. It would take up that entire room, but we can find you another office much more easily than we can build a basement.”

“We’ll tell the employees that it’s for money and credit card receipts,” I said.

“Yes,” he said. “That will work. I can build the face of it to reflect what most of them would consider a logical vault.”

I sighed, looking around my office that would soon be a secretive storage facility. “Let’s do it. Can you start today?”

“Yes, sir, no problem,” my builder said.

“That’s why I keep you around,” I said, feeling, finally, like this whole arrangement might be possible. I thought of Legacy and everything it stood for. There was nothing I wouldn’t do to protect the things I held so dearly, things that couldn’t be contained in a vault.

I worked throughout the afternoon to pack up and clear out my office. For the time being, I knew I could work easily out of my suite.

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