Free A Billionaire’s Way Of Saying I Want You by Holly McDonnell

 
    A Billionaire’s Way Of Saying I Love You
     
    Driving through the narrow streets of Nice, Julia Garner and her best friend Sharron Reese were excitedly taking in the picturesque view of the majestic old French city. It was summer, the sun was shining warmly, and the ocean breeze whispered of adventure and holiday romance. What more can a woman ask for?
     
    “Wow, is that the La Grande hotel?” Sharron asked the taxi driver when he pulled up to the entrance of a very luxurious looking hotel.
     
    “Yes mademoiselle, it is the La Grande hotel,” the taxi driver answered with a proud smile, almost as if he was the owner of such an impressive hotel. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”
     
    “Beautiful doesn’t even begin to describe it. I can almost not believe that we are able to afford staying at a place like this,” Sharron said whilst paying the taxi driver, taking in every grand detail of their new lodgings.
     
    Climbing out of the taxi, two porters immediately came to welcome them and assist with their luggage. Following the porters through the hotel entrance, both women suddenly found themselves in a dazzling world of luxury. Marble tiles covered the floor, a large crystal chandelier hung from the roof, marble statues were placed in strategic positions, along with other lavish finishing, all working together to give the hotel the appearance of complete elegance and style.
     
    “We are definitely moving up in the world,” Sharron whispered joking while they walked up to the front desk, softly giggling at her own joke.
     
    At the front desk they first had to wait for the clerk to finish helping some other guests, before they could follow up on their reservations and get themselves booked in. Leaving Sharron waiting at the front desk, Julia strolled through the lobby, looking out the wall-sized windows and admiring the panoramic ocean view. She was so deep in thought that she didn’t hear a well-dressed gentleman addressing her; she only became aware of him when he sharply readdressed her in an arrogant tone:
     
    “Are you quite finished admiring the view?” the well-dressed gentleman asked in a sarcastic tone from behind Julia. “We don’t pay you to stand around the lobby. We have enough statues to decorate the area. Get back to your post immediately, and do the job we pay you to do!” the gentleman snapped, speaking in a low, hushed voice, trying not to draw any of the guests’ attention.
     
    Taken aback by the unexpected attack from the unknown gentleman, Julia momentarily stood frozen before she slowly started turning around to face the unknown man. Infuriated by the lazy female’s slow response, Gabriel Durand, the owner of the posh La Grande hotel, grabbed the redhead by the shoulders and spun her around to face him. Looking down into the stormy electric-blue eyes of the woman in front of him, he jerked his hands away from her shoulders as he realized that she was not part of the hotel staff, but was in fact a guest!
     
    “Oh… uh…I am… I mean…” Gabriel Durand stammered embarrassed, struggling to regain his composure. Looking at the gorgeous woman before him, he couldn’t help the surge of desire that suddenly started pulsing through his veins. She was extraordinarily beautiful, with copper red hair, arctic blue eyes, full rosy lips, and a well-proportioned figure. “Mademoiselle, please forgive me. I accidently mistook you as part of the hotel staff. As you can see your clothing closely resembles their uniform. I am Gabriel Durand, the owner of this humble little hotel,” Gabriel said introducing himself using his most charming smile, hoping to erase his little mishap from her mind.
     
    “I would have said it was a pleasure to meet you, but then I would be lying, and I hate lying,” Julia answered coldly, heading back towards the front desk with burning cheeks.
     
    “Excuse me mademoiselle, I didn’t quite catch your name,” Gabriel said in a smooth voice, thinking that the