All Chapters of Too Big For Him, Perfect For The Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

“Tell me the truth, Dean, do you actually love her?” Sloane asked, her voice floating through my front door.I froze with the key halfway into the lock, a chocolate cake in both hands and a pink gift bag swinging from my wrist, because I knew that voice, it belonged to my personal assistant, and it was coming from my apartment on my boyfriend’s birthday.“Love her?” Dean said, and he laughed, the lazy laugh I thought he saved only for me. “Do you think I love her, no, why would I love someone like that, with her oversized clothes and her big glasses, she dresses like somebody’s grandmother.”“She is so boring,” Sloane said, giggling.“She thinks I am running errands for Kade Voss all day, but my billionaire boss gave me the afternoon off because he is busy with his girl of the week, he changes them faster than his suits and never remembers a single name,” Dean said.“So you spend his afternoons here, in her bed?” Sloane asked.“Why not, it is free, I am with her because of her money,

“Sit down, Mina, I have eleven minutes,” my father said, without looking up from his papers.I sat in the leather chair across his desk, in my longest gray sweater, with my glasses on and one hand pressed flat against my stomach under the table, because for three days I had known I was carrying Kade Voss’s baby, and I had told nobody except Zola.“Is something wrong, Father?” I asked.“Yes, Hale Living is bleeding money, the Harbor Towers project has lost forty million dollars since spring, and you did not tell me,” Gordon said.“I was going to fix it, I have a plan, I have worked on it every night,” I said.“You have worked on it every night for six months and it is still bleeding, so your plan is not working,” he said.“Then give me more time,” I said.“There is no more time, the bank calls on Friday, so I made a call of my own, Voss Group will buy half the project and merge it with Hale Living,” Gordon said.My hand went cold on my stomach. “Voss Group?” I asked.“Kade Voss, the yo

“There is nothing to tell,” I said, backing up until my shoulder blades touched the glass door.“Then explain why you are holding your stomach like that,” Kade said.I looked down, and my hands were pressed flat against my sweater, exactly where I had told them not to be.“I have a stomach ache, I skipped breakfast,” I said.“Hale, I have been lied to by professionals, politicians, and a man who sold me a fake watch in Paris, and you are the worst liar I have ever met,” Kade said.“Then why are you asking me?” I asked.“Because I want to hear it from you and not from a camera, you walked out of my hotel room, and three weeks later you are standing in my boardroom with the twin of my earring in your pocket, and you did not say one word,” Kade said.“You did not say a word either, you left before sunrise, you told me you would,” I said.“I was honest about that,” he said.“You were, and I was honest too, I said no promises and I meant it, so you do not owe me anything,” I said.“What wo