I might be broke, but I'm not stupid. Dating a Dutch billionaire with bad boy written all over him will only get me hurt...right?Everyone knows who the de Konighs are. They're not only a family of billionaires, but they're royalty, too. Everyone in this family's supposed to be perfect except for its lone black sheep...Jaak de Konigh.
AKA...
The bad boy billionaire billionaire who supposedly took one look at me...and fell hard.
In lust that is.
Because Jaak doesn't do love.
Neither do I really, but it's not reason enough for us to start seeing each other.
Right?
AKA...
The bad boy billionaire billionaire who supposedly took one look at me...and fell hard.
In lust that is.
Because Jaak doesn't do love.
Neither do I really, but it's not reason enough for us to start seeing each other.
Right?
Ilse’s cellphone started to ring at exactly five o’clock, and without opening her eyes, she blindly groped for her phone on the bedside table, swiping and punching the screen randomly until she was able to answer the call and put it on loudspeaker.
“Rise and shine, babe.”
Ilse’s heart skipped a beat even as her mind fought against the cobwebs of sleep. Who was calling her---
The realization came to her.
Jaak de Konigh.
“What time is it?” she asked groggily.
“Five?”
Eyes still closed, she demanded in a mumble, “And you’re calling me now why?”
“Gloria told me you often worry about not being able to get up on time in the morning, so I thought I’d make myself useful.”
Right.
Her boss really had a big mouth…
And Ilse started to slip back into unconsciousness.
The billionaire gazed at his cellphone in amusement. “Ilse?”
An incoherent mumble.
“Shouldn’t you start moving?”
“Vijf minuten.”
The billionaire smiled. Five minutes. He ended the call, thinking that morning might just become his favorite part of the day if it was the only time he could hear Ilse acting spoiled and childlike.
Heading back to his hotel suite’s walk-in closet, the billionaire finished changing, his movement swift and efficient as he looped a crimson tie around his neck and secured it with a perfect knot.
By the time he called Ilse again, exactly five minutes had passed, and he was on his way down in the elevator. She answered his call on the third ring, her semi-incoherent grumble leaving the billionaire torn between amusement and arousal. That she wasn’t a morning person was cute, but it also made him wish he could see her now. He pictured her lying on his bed, with her dark brown hair fanned across his pillows, and the thought was enough to have his cock stiffen behind his pants.
This was going to be another day of torture, the billionaire thought with a mental sigh. Ever since meeting Ilse, he hadn’t fucked another woman, and not counting the years before he had lost his virginity, this was the longest time he had gone without sex.
With an effort, the billionaire managed to keep his voice steady, saying, “Ilse, get up.”
“Mm.”
He heard more sounds, Ilse flipping to her stomach and covering her head with a pillow. It was the simplest thought, but it still have the most amazing impact on his cock, and for one tempting second the billionaire seriously considered going back to his room so he could jerk himself off.
The thought had the billionaire inhaling hard.
Control. He needed to be in control.
“Come on, babe. You don’t want to be late, do you?”
Half a minute passed before he heard a sigh coming from the other end of the line. “I’m up.”
Her tone was half-sleepy, half-grudging, to which the billionaire replied in a mockingly polite voice, “Your gratitude for my wake-up call is duly noted.”
“Rise and shine, babe.”
Ilse’s heart skipped a beat even as her mind fought against the cobwebs of sleep. Who was calling her---
The realization came to her.
Jaak de Konigh.
“What time is it?” she asked groggily.
“Five?”
Eyes still closed, she demanded in a mumble, “And you’re calling me now why?”
“Gloria told me you often worry about not being able to get up on time in the morning, so I thought I’d make myself useful.”
Right.
Her boss really had a big mouth…
And Ilse started to slip back into unconsciousness.
The billionaire gazed at his cellphone in amusement. “Ilse?”
An incoherent mumble.
“Shouldn’t you start moving?”
“Vijf minuten.”
The billionaire smiled. Five minutes. He ended the call, thinking that morning might just become his favorite part of the day if it was the only time he could hear Ilse acting spoiled and childlike.
Heading back to his hotel suite’s walk-in closet, the billionaire finished changing, his movement swift and efficient as he looped a crimson tie around his neck and secured it with a perfect knot.
By the time he called Ilse again, exactly five minutes had passed, and he was on his way down in the elevator. She answered his call on the third ring, her semi-incoherent grumble leaving the billionaire torn between amusement and arousal. That she wasn’t a morning person was cute, but it also made him wish he could see her now. He pictured her lying on his bed, with her dark brown hair fanned across his pillows, and the thought was enough to have his cock stiffen behind his pants.
This was going to be another day of torture, the billionaire thought with a mental sigh. Ever since meeting Ilse, he hadn’t fucked another woman, and not counting the years before he had lost his virginity, this was the longest time he had gone without sex.
With an effort, the billionaire managed to keep his voice steady, saying, “Ilse, get up.”
“Mm.”
He heard more sounds, Ilse flipping to her stomach and covering her head with a pillow. It was the simplest thought, but it still have the most amazing impact on his cock, and for one tempting second the billionaire seriously considered going back to his room so he could jerk himself off.
The thought had the billionaire inhaling hard.
Control. He needed to be in control.
“Come on, babe. You don’t want to be late, do you?”
Half a minute passed before he heard a sigh coming from the other end of the line. “I’m up.”
Her tone was half-sleepy, half-grudging, to which the billionaire replied in a mockingly polite voice, “Your gratitude for my wake-up call is duly noted.”
I loved it! I don't think love is an adequate enough word for the emotions this book awoke within me. Wish I could give five more stars for this piece! I loved the characters how they came together and grew...I felt like I was actually in Amsterdam with how vivid and detailed the descriptions are... ~ Amazon verified 5-star review
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