Her Billionaire Beast (Her Billionaire CEO, #7) by Allen Jewel

Author:Allen, Jewel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jewel Allen
Published: 2019-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

That beautiful, wonderful, maddening woman was going to be the death of Alejandro. Dealing with rejection was not his forte.

Alejandro went into his bedroom and slammed the door shut, the noise echoing for a few seconds. Hollow, like his heart. Hurting, like his eyes. He got a little bottle of eye drops and put some in his eyes. It lessened the fatigue somewhat.

He sat on his bed and hid his face in his hands.

He was the one who was being unreasonable. She asked for time, but he kept hurrying her along.

Maybe because he didn’t want to lose her.

If she knew his secret...

He let himself fall back to the bed with a soft thud. If she knew how dark his soul was, she wouldn’t want to be in the same house with him, a castle notwithstanding.

He was attracted to her, he had admitted as much. But she was right. All her coyness about not working with him was just her excuse to not get too involved emotionally. He ought to take a page from her book.

His book.

After the project, she would leave him, having attained her goal.

That book brought them together and would tear them apart. The thought filled him with a dull ache.

But he could act with a bit more maturity. He couldn’t just let her enjoy the churros by herself, like some abandoned guest. He got up and made his way to the dining room.

“Isa?” he said.

“Yes.” Her voice was uncertain.

“I apologize for my outburst,” he said.

“I apologize too.”

He didn’t think it wise to keep pressing the point. He moved forward with his cane and found his usual spot at the table. But he didn’t sit down.

“We should go into the kitchen,” he said.

She touched his wrist, removing the cane and placing his hand on her shoulder.

His beastly heart melted. Over her simplicity and gentleness. Her kindness.

Horatio met them at the door. He asked, in Spanish, “Are you coming into the kitchen, sir?”

“Yes, we are, so you’d better not have left it a mess.”

“I am tidy to a fault, sir. And you know it.”

“I was just teasing you.”

“Did you and the miss have a spat?”

“If we did, it’s none of your business.”

“I hope it’s something that can be sweetened by the chocolate.”

“I’m afraid it’s not that simple. How did you know, anyway? I thought we had long ago given up the thought you were psychic.”

“You aren’t smiling, and the miss isn’t much either.”

He winced. “Well, I did kiss her. Against her will, apparently.”

“Mmm,” Horatio said. “That explains a lot.”

Horatio moved away too quickly for Alejandro to berate him.

“Can I sit by you?” Isa asked.

“Of course.”

He passed his hand over the table, until it landed on the plateful of churros. Picking one up, he urged her to start.

There was a loud crunch, matched by her emphatic, “This is so good!”

“Cook makes good churros,” he said, taking a bite of the soft, warm pastry.

“Mmm hmm.”

“Dip it in chocolate. It’s even better that way.”

“First thing I did.”

They chatted amiably, until most of the churros were gone and the clock struck one o’clock.

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