The Billionaire's Vegas Bride: A BWWM Alpha Male Romance Read Free Page B

Chantelle.” She put her hand up to wipe the tears away, only to be reminded again of the ring on her finger.
    Justin felt a sudden urge to protect and soothe this beautiful young woman. He couldn’t guess her age. Her skin and figure indicated that she was barely over twenty-one years old. But she had depths in her eyes that seemed to have seen more than her years would allow.
    He walked to her cautiously, as if approaching a small, wild animal that he didn’t want to scare away. He picked up one of her shoes and handed it to her. He took the part of the sheet that had fallen to expose the swell of her breast and tenderly covered it with respect and courtesy. At this unexpected gesture, Chantelle turned her tear-stained face to his and gazed into his eyes.
    In his eyes, she saw a compassion that she had never seen in a man before. She certainly hadn’t seen it in the eyes of her father, who spent her early childhood abusing and cheating on her mother. She knew that there were decent men in the world and had even met some, but her guard was up because she never wanted to be hurt again. Still, something in Justin’s eyes soothed her.
    “Thank you.” She spoke in a quiet voice while looking directly into his eyes for what seemed like hours.
    “Chantelle, I’m so sorry that this has scared you. I promise that I won’t do anything to hurt you. If you would like to use the bathroom to dress, I will stay in the other room of the suite to give you some privacy. I want you to feel comfortable. If you would like, I could call a maid to assist you.” Justin was trying to think of anything he might do to ease her fear.
    Chantelle recoiled at the idea of having a maid to help her, because she didn’t want anyone to see her right now. Somehow, she knew that she could trust this man not to take advantage of the situation they had found themselves in. She nodded her head and thanked him for his kindness.
    She entered the bathroom and couldn’t help but stare in amazement. She had been in upscale hotels before, but this was beyond anything she had ever seen. A large sunken tub was surrounded by every amenity one could hope for. The room itself was larger than her aunt’s living room and kitchen together! She wondered at the wall of mirrors and then at her own reflection with the ring catching the lights of the room and reflecting them.
    This ring couldn’t possibly be a fake. The brilliance of it showed that it was cut well, very clear, and practically perfect. In any other circumstance, she would have gladly filled the tub, turned on the jets, and lounged for hours. There were magazines, books, and a television mounted unobtrusively above the tub. There was even a mini bar with flights of wine and champagne, but Chantelle was in a hurry and she needed to pull herself together.
    She let the sheet drop once the door was locked and saw the satiny dark caramel curves of her twenty-five year old body in the mirror. She had always valued her body and didn’t want to sleep around. She had been with boyfriends, but this was her first “one night” stand, and so far she was not pleased with herself. If she had made a conscious choice to do it, she could have dealt with it and moved on, but she still had no recollection of the events of the night that led her here.
    She had gone to the club with her girlfriends to celebrate the completion of a final exam. Chantelle was the first one in her family to pursue a college degree. She made new friends in college, but also kept her friends from her childhood. This brought together a loving group of women from different backgrounds who supported each other through thick and thin, and Chantelle was the glue that brought them all together. Where had they all gone last night? She wondered if they knew where she was now.
    She tried to recall what happened the day before. She had finished her exam with her friend, Kaya. Kaya was an heiress who was also relieved to finish the final exam that had