His Passion (By His Command #4) by Ana W. Fawkes

Author:Ana W. Fawkes [Fawkes, Ana W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Romance, erotic romance, billionaire erotica, billionaire, sex, billionaire erotic romance, billionaire romance
Publisher: H2H
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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It appeared to be a small cottage, something quaint and for the use of those in need of rest, relaxation, or maybe a gathering with family and friends during or around the holidays. A picture perfect setting with snowcapped mountains, sun rays massaging but never breaking up the snow. The air was bitterly cold but an almost refreshing kind of cold, the kind where you take a deep breath and actually feel alive and well.

The best part was the distance we now had between ourselves and the corpse of Oliver Rush. I promised myself that would be the only time I would think of him, but I knew it was a lie.

The place looked empty and dark, and something told me that was done on purpose.

When Jonathan took the first of three steps to get to the front door, he stopped.

“He’s knows we’re coming,” he whispered. He shook his head and moved from the steps to the ground, his hand tight in mine. “He’ll want to show off. For you.”

“For me?”

“He knows. Everything.”

Hearing that from Jonathan about Jonathan would be hot. Hearing from Jonathan about another man wasn’t so much. I preferred to be left what I was before Jonathan Black chose me, a hopeless intern wanting to prove my worth in hours and dimes.

We walked around the cottage and I admired it some more, seeing obvious signs of aging and maybe even a touch of neglect. Part of me believed I was going to meet Jonathan Black’s father and see him as a rugged mountain man, living off the land.

I had questions but I didn’t want to stir the emotion pot that was Jonathan Black.

When we arrived to the back of the cottage, there was a back deck that overlooked the mountains. It was just minutes from darkness and the sunset was at the front of the house telling me the sunrises were off the back deck. The sunrises must have been beautiful. Well worth living in a cottage that needed a little work.

“The view is beautiful,” I said.

“Don’t be fooled,” Jonathan said.

He pulled me to his side and his hand went to my hip. He held me tight and we stood in place, staring at the cottage. As I started to ask him what exactly we were doing, he let out a series of quick whistles. A second later, the ground beneath our feet started to shake. I thought the mountain had given way and we were going to be part of an avalanche, but then I heard the mechanical hum of machines working. My body jumped as the ground moved down.

“Jonathan…”

Jonathan squeezed me tighter and put his lips to my ear. “I told you to call me Mr. Black. You’re going to pay for that one… sweet Isabella Grace.”

The ground continued to move, small patches of snow cascading down around us. We were now standing at an extreme angle, staring at a large, silver garage door.

“No way,” I whispered.

“He likes gadgets,” Jonathan said. “You think he’d find better ways to invest his money.

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