Free Billionaire Alpha 2: (A Bad Boy Billionaire Novel) by Ali Parker

elsewhere.”
    “Our loss then.” Damon’s eyes moved across the table, stopping on Bethany for only a moment. “Enjoy your lunch date then.”
    “How can I not?” Philip laughed, as Damon’s smirk slid into a smile.
    “I agree. Intelligent woman, great roast beef and the world at your fingertips.” Damon started to move, stopping only to glance back at Bethany for a moment.
    “Good job this weekend. Nice reminder of what you’re capable of. I almost underestimated you.” He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
    Bethany turned back to Philip as Damon walked off, his comment a sucker punch directly to her stomach. She hadn’t done anything but slut herself out to the sexy man walking away from her. His cryptic message hurt. He was poking at her hard. The lust versus love conversation wasn’t going to die anytime soon between them.
    She tried hard to focus on the handsome boy before her, but the minute they wrapped up lunch, she headed to visit with her boss. They needed to discuss a few things, and none of them could wait any longer.
     

Chapter 5
    She didn’t think to stop by her office before going to his, her focus simply on setting things straight between them. She needed to know if she was the girl Ben mentioned, or if Damon was playing a bigger game than even she had even imagined.
    Bethany walked off the elevator as Linda, his receptionist, looked up and smiled. Bethany’s eyes adverted toward Damon’s office as the door opened and a pretty blond she had seen before walked out. The girl waved and smiled to Linda as she fixed the smudge of her lipstick on her bottom lip. Her clothes were a little disheveled, or appeared to be.
    Stopping cold in her tracks, Bethany’s eyes followed the woman, who seemed out of place in the middle of their office. Her heels were a little too high, her dress a little too red.
    This had to be the other woman.
    Linda said something, but Bethany didn’t hear her as she turned and walked to Damon’s office. She reached out and pushed the door open, slamming it behind her.
    Damon turned around, his hands on his tie as if he were just putting it back on.
    “Need something, Beth?” He tilted his head as he moved toward her.
    “Who was that?” She hated the accusation in her voice, the sadness that permeated the edges of her words.
    “Who was who?” He stopped in front of her and pinned her with the dominance of his stare. “Who was that woman?”
    “Yes.”
    “First you tell me who that boy was that you were having lunch with.” He took a step toward her, his demeanor shifting from very professional to aggressive. Bethany took a step back, reaching out and pressing her fingers to his chest as he continued to stalk toward her, his face shaded a light pink.
    “You know who that was. I’m not here to play your fucked up games.”
    “Oh, but aren’t you? You brought that boy up here to my cafeteria for a reason, right? Who is he?”
    “I’m not answering that.” She hit the wall behind her, a soft sound of surprise leaving her lips. He leaned menacingly over the top of her.
    “Who the fuck is he to you? I know who the punk ass is. What does he mean to you? I’m starting to think you’re right… you are playing a game, but I’m not.”
    “Bullshit. He’s nothing more than a friend.”
    “Why here? What purpose did you have in bringing him here? Did you want me to see you two together? Is that what you wanted?”
    “No. I mean yes… Fuck I don’t know.” She pushed at his chest, but he only crowded her more. The heat rolling off of him was almost stifling, the dark press of his gaze making her want to pant for air. This was too much. He was overwhelming.
    “Get out of my office and when you grow up, come back.” He started to move as she reached out and grabbed tightly onto his jacket, pulling him back flush against her. His hand slid up the wall behind her as he pressed his hips forward, reminding her quickly how well they fit together.
    “No. Who