The Billionaire Read Online Jordan Silver

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 81977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
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"Don't worry about such things Ashley, I want to take you shopping, I want you to have all the things you've ever wanted but could never have."

"Really, but why?"

"Simply because I want you to, for instance, do you have a cell phone?"

She shook her head no while pulling at the hem of her skirt. Let me guess dear old dad didn't like that either. Well fuck him, from now on I will see to it that she had all the things a young girl could need or want. Cliffy boy could roast on a spit in hell for all I cared, fucking bastard.

"Well then, that will be our first stop, how am I supposed to keep in touch with my best girl if I can't even call her huh?" I tried to make light of the situation, but she knew that I knew about her personal hell.

Hopefully I can use this to get her away from that despot.

I took her to the mall and directly to the apple store where I proceeded to spoil her. I tried to fix seventeen years of neglect in one afternoon, an impossible feat, yes I know, but I will never stop trying.

"Gideon, this is too much." She tried to protest when I got her a new phone an iPad and a Mac. I knew part of her reluctance was due to her father's reaction, but I was on top of it, in fact I almost wanted him to react to it; that would give me an excuse.

Any wrong move on his part going forward was all the excuse I will need to remove her from under his care and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it, by law she was old enough it was only her attachment to him that was keeping me from making my move.

Hmm, that's food for thought, a bit drastic Thorpe, but if he forced my hand I would do it. But do you really want to pick up that gauntlet? Get embroiled in some sort of tug of war over a girl you’d just met? For her, I'd risk it, I'm beginning to think there isn't much I wouldn't risk for her, to see her this happy always.

From there I dragged her off to a clothing store, her eyes opened and she acted like just what she was, a young girl. I still had to force her to try on things and then to let me buy them for her.

"Uh, maybe I should leave this stuff at your place?"

"Why would you do that? Your phone and new computers are for you to use, especially to call me." I nudged her before hugging her under my arm.

We were attracting a lot of attention, I'm sure people were trying to figure out the relationship between the twenty something guy and the much younger school girl, still in uniform no less.

I could care less but I didn't want my Blossom feeling uncomfortable, though she didn't seem to notice the attention thank God, that's just one more thing to make her feel self conscious.

"I'm not sure..."

"You're worrying about your dad again, I told you everything's going to be okay, nothing for you to worry about." I was gonna make sure I had eyes and ears on the Sanders residence for as long as she remained there so there was no need for her to worry.

We finished up with all those little necessities every girl should have, perfume, lipstick, lip gloss, of course she had to choose cherry which meant I couldn't wait to kiss it off her lips.

We were loaded down with bags of which half were for the condo. There were things bought specifically for there, like her new silk robe for relaxing evenings when she stayed over, her favorite shampoo and body creams which she’d always liked but never bought. I got her two of everything, one for home and one for my place.

She didn't have to tell me anything for me to know the asshole never gave her any spending money, the more I learned, the harder it was for me to think about letting her go back to him.

Dinner was a simple affair in a little bistro that I liked. I ordered her the leek and potato soup as a starter followed by poached salmon in hollandaise sauce with asparagus and new potatoes.

She was such a delight to spoil, I found myself looking forward to things that I had never paid much attention to in the past. Like the upcoming holidays, not to mention her birthday which would be in a few short months. I smiled at the thought.

"What? What are you smiling about?" That’s my little girl, so attentive to my every action. My smile grew wider. "I'm imagining spoiling my best girl for the holidays."


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