Billionaire Season 2 Read Free Page A

to him and William led the police and my father right to the cabin… that’s it, that’s our story and together we survived it. So, my brother is my hero, he’s never let me down.”
    Walden leaned back, closed his eyes and exhaled as if he’d been holding his breath and the story inside himself for forever.
    Allie wiped tears from her eyes and listened to the faint words of a song on the sound system that echoed through the beautiful rooms. It was the gruff voice of Johnny Cash and she imagined the lyrics spoke directly to Walden’s soul.
    “ I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel. I focus on the pain, the only thing that’s real. The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything. What have I become, my sweetest friend? Everyone I know goes away in the end. And you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down, I will make you hurt .”
    “I haven’t finished showing you the house, there’s a lot more to it.” Walden said, scrubbing at his eyes with the fingers of one large hand as if to erase the scene he had described.
    He collected himself and regained his composure, stood up quickly reaching out for Allie’s hand and just as she had experienced with William a distinct current crackled between them. She gasped and he raised an eyebrow and grinned as he led her to the wide and winding stairway that rose majestically to yet more unexplored rooms.
    “I live on the fourth floor but I’d really like for you to see the conservatory on the roof. You can’t see it from the street below, it’s set toward the back of the building. I love it up there, it has a glass roof and walls, so I sleep under the stars most nights. It’s so peaceful, all you hear is the crazy laughter from Bourbon Street and the horns from the tugboats on the river, man, that sound is like a sweet lonely lullaby,” he said, his voice was deep and hypnotic so that she started up the steps ahead of him.
    “I should go, seriously. I have no idea what time it is, William will be wondering where I am….” She said, her own voice sounded small and raspy and unsure and she continued ahead of him up the stairs. She stopped on the third floor landing and faced a set of double doors that were not carved cypress like all the others. These doors were upholstered in deep blue leather with brass nail heads framing the edges and crisscrossing in the middle creating an intricate geometric design. Allie couldn’t resist, she lifted her hand to feel the butter-soft leather and cold steel of the nail heads. “So beautiful,” Allie whispered reverently her hand coming to rest on the antique crystal doorknob. “Why are these doors so different from all the others?”
    “This is my bedroom,” Walden said and he turned his back to hide his throbbing erection and the flagrant thoughts that threatened his tenuous control. “It’s my sanctuary, my confessional, it’s where I atone for all my sins.”
     
    “I see, it’s very private then. I have to say that I’m curious, Walden, after the horrible, horrible story you shared with me. I hope you’ve made your room into a warm safe haven, I hope you don’t let those bad memories ruin your life. Like you said, William saved you and there’s so many amazing experiences out there in the world just waiting to be discovered. You deserve a lot of happiness after such a bad start, you know that don’t you?”
    “Yeah, you’re right, I suppose so and… I work hard to believe it,” he said although he knew without a doubt that she would be his most amazing experience. She would come to him and choose him and she would want him with every fiber of her being.
    Her guileless face was turned up to him, so trusting, so naive and beautiful. Her small straight nose bore a smattering of golden freckles across her otherwise porcelain skin and somehow that slight imperfection along with her huge grey-green eyes and delectable pouty lips both broke his