Billionaire Takes a Bride
by Jessica Clare
Billionaire Sebastian Cabral loves his family, he just doesnÔÇÖt love their reality TV show, The Cabral Empire. So when his ex-girlfriend tries to rekindle their relationship on camera, Sebastian decides that drastic measures are in order.
By day, Chelsea Hall is a happy-go-lucky, rough and tumble roller derby skater. By night, sheÔÇÖs still living in fear of her past. Most of all, she just doesnÔÇÖt want to be alone. And she really, really doesnÔÇÖt want to date.
So when their mutual friendsÔÇÖ upcoming wedding turns Chelsea and Sebastian into fast friends, they realize they can solve both of their problems with one life-changing lie: a quick trip down the aisle.
But with one kiss, Chelsea and Sebastian suddenly realize that their pretend relationship is more real than either of them expectedÔÇª
Her body was partially tucked under the large wood desk when someone entered the room. She froze for a moment, and then scuttled farther under the desk so no one could see her.
The plan backfired. A moment later, a big man slid into the chair behind the desk and she was facing two long legs and a pair of enormous feet encased in expensive Italian loafers.
Well . . . this was awkward.
Chelsea clutched the eyelashes, unsure what to do. For some reason, her anxiety wasnÔÇÖt ratcheting. Maybe it was the fact that she had another womanÔÇÖs lashes stuck to her finger and she was crotch-height with a manÔÇÖs dick under a desk and it was just too absurd to be freaky?
Or maybe it was the low hum of laughter and talking voices from the party a few rooms away?
She didnÔÇÖt know, but as she heard fingers drumming over a phone in texting, she wondered at what point she should say something.
A moment passed. Two.ÔÇ¿Surely he was going to notice her under here, wasnÔÇÖt he?ÔÇ¿The stranger sighed and then began to text rapidly again. He swiveled in the chair, his knee nearly boning her in the breast.ÔÇ¿Okay, maybe he wasnÔÇÖt going to notice her.ÔÇ¿Time to take action. When the man didnÔÇÖt move, she put her hands on his thighs, pushed his chair backward, and slid out from under the desk.
A quick look told her this had to be Sebastian, the man she was going to be partnered up with at all of GretchenÔÇÖs bridal events. She had to admit that Gretchen had great taste. If it werenÔÇÖt for the fact that Chelsea was turned off of men for maybe forever, heÔÇÖd have been right up her alley. Dark, thick hair with the barest hint of wave was swept back from a strong-featured face. His brows were heavy and framed an almost too-large nose. His mouth was sensual and full, but the most stunning thing about him were the green eyes set against dark olive skin. He was tall, too, and his dark blue suit was impeccably tailored, showing off big, rangy shoulders.
And he was shocked at the sight of her emerging from under the desk onto his lap. No, actually, shocked didnÔÇÖt begin to describe the expression on his face. Appalled, maybe. Horrified.
That made her feel better. In charge. He didnÔÇÖt look like he wanted to take control of the situationÔÇö and her. He looked like he wanted to run away.
It gave her confidence. So she gave him her perkiest smile. ÔÇ£Hi, there.ÔÇØ