Free The White Billionaire's Baby (BWWM Interracial Romance) by Lena Skye Page A

hurt her. It really just made her look human and in this case that was fine.
    She looked downright embarrassed when she admitted that she helped steal. I didn’t care about her past, and I’d told her that a million times over. I respected her even more for turning her life around. Most people would have gotten sucked into that lifestyle, but she clawed her way out. I didn’t know many people that had gone to the dark side and then quit cold turkey, but she managed to do it and to make it look easy. This is what the defense was trying to harp on. It seemed a little too good to be true to believe that she was ‘good,”. But I knew from personal experience that Camille wasn’t the average woman, she was everything good, and more.
    After she left the stand she went straight to the bathroom, and I met her there when she came out. That was when I decided to give her the option of going home. The body isn’t built to take that kind of stress, and she’d dealt with more than her share for the day. She refused to go home, and I respected her decision. We returned to the courtroom, and I took the stand. Everything went very smoothly with the prosecution and I was ready for the defense. That little prick couldn’t intimidate me. I’d dealt with worse than him in my lifetime. Hell, I’d grown up with my dad and so a mean look, and a shitty attitude wasn’t enough to make me cower. I could buy and sell his simple ass a million times over.
     Him and I went back a forth a few times and then he asked the question that I was waiting for.
    “ How do you know that she isn’t just using you, especially considering her sordid past?”
    I gave a slight chuckle, “I’m a very intelligent man that has not only a high IQ, but high emotional intelligence as well. I’ve met more than my share of users and manipulators. I can spot them a mile away, and I assure you that Camille is 100% genuine. It’s impossible not to fall in love with her, and I’m extremely lucky that we crossed paths.”
    I stared at Camille as I was saying how I felt. I wanted my words to sink into her soul. She could do no wrong in my book, and I needed her to know that I wasn’t ever going to forsake her. I wanted her to be in my life forever, and I was in it for the long haul. So many people in her life deserted and betrayed her, and she deserved to have someone that loved her unconditionally. I planned on being that person in her life.
    When we heard the guilty verdict I was overjoyed because it all had been a long time coming, and we had the payoff that we were looking for. I kept my delight discreet because I was surrounded by sadness, and I didn’t want to disrespect the feelings of those in the courtroom. Marcus was a piece of shit, but there were people there that loved him, and it would have been rude to express joy in that moment. Camille looked stunned, and I didn’t know what she feeling, maybe she was nauseous again.
     
    **
     
    Kyle and I went to one of my favorite restaurants to celebrate the end of such a stressful time.
     
    I was able to go home for a minute and freshen up. I couldn’t get to my toothbrush fast enough. I was happy to have a glass of wine in my hand. I was ecstatic to have filet mignon and lobster on my plate. I thought that I would have focused on the wine a lot more, but my glass remained untouched as I tore into the contents of my plate. I was practically starving, and my stomach thanked me.
    “You made it,” Kyle said happily.
    “ I did!” I laughed, “Although I was beginning to doubt that I would for a minute there.”
    “ That thought never crossed my mind. You’re one of the strongest people that I know.”
    I blushed as I ate a piece of broccoli. I was still adjusting to all of the praise that he doted on me continually. I had a hard time believing what he was saying, but I was working on it. Kyle wasn’t the kind of man that lied to get what he wanted. He was a straight shooter and so if he said something