All Chapters of Wild Billionaire Romance: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

JOSEF I vaulted over the table the second I saw Meredith falter.“Meredith!” I roared, my pulse racing as I cradled her close to my chest.My ass landed hard on the unforgiving floor with a dull thud. But I caught her before she came into contact with the hardwood.Thank fuck.“Boss?” Mario, one of my personal guards, called me.But I wasn’t focused on him. My attention was on her.Meredith always had the uncanny ability to capture every bit of my focus.For a guy, whose primary job was protecting people and being aware of my surroundings, that sure as fuck was not good.Sure, I’d stepped back from personal security. Adrik was married now, and so was Marat. I had excellent men and women working for me, and they did their jobs well.Besides, I was starting to feel like a goddamn third wheel. I was the president of my own company and had enough stock in theirs that I did not need to play bodyguard any longer.I only did it for so long because I had nothing else to do. The

MEREDITH The sterile, unmistakable scent of hospital stung my nostrils.Oh my God! I fainted!I was so embarrassed. I couldn’t believe I did that.Maybe it was the shock of learning about Franklin’s death.Or maybe it was seeing Josef for the first time in years.Or maybe it was having him threaten to fire thousands of people from their jobs because of some stupid loan Franklin had taken out all for the sake of petty revenge.Or maybe it was the combination of all those things.Yeah. That was it.I wished I could lie and say I was out cold the entire time, but that wasn’t true. At some point, I started to come to, and it was soon after I realized I was being held by someone.Someone warm and strong who smelled delicious, like spicy cologne and man.My long dead libido came flaring to life, and it was all I could do not to moan and squeeze my thighs together to ease the sudden unbidden ache between my legs.I knew I didn’t owe anyone any explanations, but the facts were

MEREDITH I sat beside Josef in the back of the enormous SUV, my hand clenched against the cool leather seats.He was on the phone, making arrangements for our wedding and Franklin’s funeral simultaneously. Both of which were jobs I’d gladly allowed him to handle.“Do you have your ID with you?” he asked.“Me? Yeah,” I replied, glancing down at my scuffed handbag.“Yes.,” he said to whoever was on the phone. “Prepare the paperwork and email it to me. I’ll print it on the plane. We will be at the airport in fifteen minutes.”“Plane?” I asked, my mouth going dry.“Yes. We’re flying to Las Vegas, getting married, and we’ll be back by tomorrow night. Did you want a wake and a funeral or just the latter for your father—stepfather?” Josef asked, his voice businesslike.The way he said it made me wonder if he still didn’t believe me, but the truth was it didn’t matter.It was the truth.“Oh, um, I know he had friends who might want to see him. Maybe the VP of Gray Corps, ugh, Ri

JOSEF Nervousness crept up my spine like the sneaky bastard it was. I cracked my neck, tugging on my suddenly too tight collar.Where is she? Is she having second thoughts?Before I could work myself into a lather, I heard soft footfalls in the hallway, followed by some murmuring, and I froze.Mario opened the door. My heart stuttered. I smelled her before I saw her, and the sweet scent made me groan.Goddamn.It took me years to hunt down that particular brand of cocoa butter body cream.It was made by a Swiss shop, something she must still order despite the expense and her limited funds.Yes, I’d already looked over all her financials.I knew about her job, which was almost volunteering with as little as she made there. She hardly touched the money Franklin had been paying her over the past fifteen years.Well, save for a few large withdrawals. My men were still digging into that.Did she give the money to an old boyfriend? Spend it on something frivolous?I had no i

JOSEF Pure, unadulterated desire roared through my veins like a pack of wild wolves. Meredith trembled beneath my fingertips as I spun her around to face the wall.“Arms down,” I commanded, dragging the zipper on the back of her wedding dress slowly down her spine.She looked so goddamn perfect in pink. The perfect blend of innocence and sin. Novice and seductress.Fuck.Why did it have to be pink?Like a fucking princess.Beautiful.Unattainable.Perched in her ivory tower.Up high and away from the unwashed masses. Far away from me.Wasn’t that the truth? Wasn’t that how it always was between us?How many times had I dreamed of this very situation? How many fantasies had I spun in my fucked up head where I had Meredith within my reach?Once upon a time, I’d wanted to ruin her. To wreck her. To fuck with her heart the way she’d completely wrecked mine with her callous rejection.But ruination wasn't this Big Bad Wolf’s plan for his Little Red.Not anymore.Now, I