Wrecked By You: A Tortured Hero Billionaire Romance (The Kingcaid Billionaires Book 3) by Tracie Delaney

Author:Tracie Delaney [Delaney, Tracie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firefly Publishing Limited
Published: 2022-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Johannes

What the fuck am I doing?

I held Ella’s hand on the ride over to my house. Neither of us spoke, and I was still in some kind of stupor, having gone from throwing her out of my car, all because her questions had hit a tad too close to home, to inviting her to spend the night at my house. In my bed.

I could only pray I wasn’t making a gigantic mistake.

As I steered the car onto my road, I groaned. Penn‘s rental car was parked on the street. Amid blind anger and potent desire, it had slipped my mind that they were staying at my place. They must have left the restaurant soon after us and driven straight back here. At least the fucker had left my driveway free.

But that left me with a problem. There wasn’t a chance I’d fuck Ella while Gia and Penn were right down the hall. Knowing those kinky bastards, they’d have a glass pressed up against my door, listening to every pant, every grunt, every sound.

Plus, Gia’s smugness wasn’t something I had the patience for.

I turned the car around.

“Wrong turn?” Ella asked.

“Unwanted visitors.” I pointed at my house as we passed. “That’s my place. And that black Mercedes is Penn’s rental car.”

“Oh.” She peered through the window at my home. “Modest home for a billionaire.”

I shrugged. “It’s just me. I hardly need a mansion with eight bedrooms and twelve and a half bathrooms.”

Not to mention those places were meccas for the underbelly of society. Showing off my wealth had almost gotten me killed. I’d made a stupid immature mistake when I’d been too young to know any better.

Now, I knew better. Which was the reason I lived in a three-bedroom home in a family-oriented neighborhood, chose not to own a dozen sports cars, and left getting ferried around in limousines to Ash.

“It’s nice.” She nibbled her lip. “We can’t go to Ginny’s.”

“No.” I pressed the phone button on the car and scrolled down the screen until I reached the number I was looking for. I hit Dial.

“Thank you for calling Kingcaid Los Angeles. Nichole speaking, how can I help you?”

“Hi, Nichole. This is Johannes Kingcaid.” They knew me well at this particular branch, and I’d met Nichole several times. “Is the penthouse suite free tonight?” If it wasn’t, then I’d stay in Ash’s suite. He kept one in the hotels he visited the most. If I had the choice, though, I’d rather not.

“Oh, hi, Mr. Kingcaid. Let me check for you real quick.” A pause. “Yes, it is.”

“Great. Hold it for me. I’ll be there shortly.”

“Of course, sir. Will you need anything else?”

I pressed Mute and glanced at Ella, whose eyes were bugging out of her head. “Walk of shame, or do you want me to have our designer-store manager drop off a selection of clothes?”

“Designer clothes?” She shook her head, glancing down at her jeans and blouse combo. “I’m good.”

I unmuted the call. “Nothing, thanks, Nichole.”

Cutting the connection, I reached for Ella’s hand again.

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