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    Here, Today: An Alpha Billionaire Romance: Maelstrőm, #2
    Here, Today: An Alpha Billionaire Romance: Maelstrőm, #2
    Here, Today: An Alpha Billionaire Romance: Maelstrőm, #2
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    Here, Today: An Alpha Billionaire Romance: Maelstrőm, #2

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    Young coffee-house owner Sarah Bailey has finally got over the mysterious disappearance of her husband 

    two years previously and is looking forward to her new life as a single woman. 

    She doesn't count on meeting Isaac Quinn, billionaire tech magnet, who sets out to seduce the beautiful Sarah. 

    Unable to resist the incredible connection between them, they soon begin a passionate and sensual 

    relationship that soon becomes headline news in the gossip columns.

    Their happiness is marred when Sarah attracts a jealous stalker who sends her threats and Isaac 

    begins to wonder if his fame and status has put the woman he is falling in love in terrible, terrible danger....

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMichelle Love
    Release dateMay 26, 2020
    ISBN9781393737599
    Here, Today: An Alpha Billionaire Romance: Maelstrőm, #2
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    Michelle Love

    Mrs. Love writes about smart, sexy women and the hot alpha billionaires who love them. She has found her own happily ever after with her dream husband and adorable 5 year old. Currently, Michelle is hard at work on the next book in the series, and trying to stay off the Internet. "Thank you for supporting an indie author. Anything you can do, whether it be writing a review, or even simply telling a fellow reader that you enjoyed this. Thanks!" Sign up for her mailing list to receive advanced notifications before she launches her next book so that you can get it at a discounted and most times FREE! Use the link below to subscribe and enjoy your copy of "Dirty Little Virgin:  A Submissives Secrets Novel" https://dl.bookfunnel.com/3s2x148uer  Follow me on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100014912882501 

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      Here, Today - Michelle Love

      Here, Today,

      Here, Today,

      An Alpha Billionaire Romance (Maelstrőm book 2)

      Michelle Love

      Hot and Steamy Romance

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      Blurb

      Young coffee-house owner Sarah Bailey has finally got over the mysterious disappearance of her husband two years previously and is looking forward to her new life as a single woman. She doesn’t count on meeting Isaac Quinn, billionaire tech magnet, who sets out to seduce the beautiful Sarah. Unable to resist the incredible connection between them, they soon begin a passionate and sensual relationship that soon becomes headline news in the gossip columns.

      Their happiness is marred when Sarah attracts a jealous stalker who sends her threats and Isaac begins to wonder if his fame and status has put the woman he is falling in love in terrible, terrible danger….

      Here, Today, Then…

      The smell hit him and he gagged. His stomach constricted with dread. He knew what that smell meant. Taking a deep breath, he went in. The trailer was in darkness, the stench of death overpowering. He heard the buzz of flies, flicked on his torch, hand on his service revolver just in case.

      The woman was slumped naked in a chair at the far end of the trailer. On the floor beside her was a long-handled razor. Her wrists and her throat were hacked to shreds. Her blood sprayed across the table in front of her, the cabinets and the worn banquette. It pooled on the floor.

      You see anything?"

      The nosy neighbor who called it in. He ignored him and slowly moved the light around the room. The woman was pretty, Chinese, he thought, her long black hair hung in the blood on the floor, her onyx eyes cloudy and distant. He shook his head. Waste. He took in the mess on the countertops. Behind him the door to bedroom stood ajar. He poked his head in, not wanting to disturb anything. The scene of crime officers would be here soon and he’d have to account for everything he touched. The torch’s beam picked out the bed, the nightstand, condoms and lube. So the neighbor had been right. The dead woman had been a pro. He sighed. To him, it didn’t make a difference what she did.

      Waste.

      He stepped out into the kitchen again and shone his light across the table at the far end. Two plates, half eaten sandwiches, a glass, a bottle of vodka, pills, a sippy cup.

      A sippy cup.

      His heart leaped in his chest and that’s when he heard it. A whisper…or a song?

      I got the joy joy joy joy down in my heart…

      He could barely make it out. He flicked his torch beam under the table and saw a tiny foot. He dropped to his knees, not caring if they were in the blood. He shone the light into the corner and saw her.

      The child. Not more than five years old. She blinked at him with wide, dark, frightened eyes.

      Hey, his voice was soft. Hey, sweet girl…hey. Don’t be scared.

      The girl was dressed only in a vest and underwear. Soaked with blood. He held out a hand for her to take. She stared at it and pushed herself further into the corner. He smiled at her kindly.

      It’s okay, honey. I’m a police officer. Do you know what that is?

      Still staring at him, she nodded slowly. Then his heart gave a lurching twist as he saw her arms. Slashes at her tiny wrists. Every emotion came then: anger, rage, heartbreak. Tenderness. He smiled at her again.

      Will you come out for me, sweet girl? Come let me see your hands, make them all better?

      He didn’t know why she came but she did – she crawled, albeit slowly, towards him and didn’t protest when he swung her up into his arms. She was a tiny little thing, dark brown hair, skin lighter than the dead woman"s. He would have bet the farm that the father was long gone if the woman had even known who he was. The girl stared up at him, his dark brown skin shining in the torch light. She touched his face as if she couldn’t believe he was really there.

      What’s your name, sweet girl?

      Her mouth moved but he didn’t hear anything.

      I’m sorry I didn’t hear what you said. Would it help if I told you my name? He wasn’t sure if she understood him now. He pulled his identification card from his pocket and showed it to her. She touched the picture then his face and he nodded, smiling.

      That’s right, that’s me. My name is George G-E-O-R-G-E. George. My last name is Madrigal, like the song. Do you know your name, sweet girl?

      She nodded slowly, bent to his ear and whispered. George smiled at her.

      I’m very glad to meet you…, He brushed some hair out of her eyes.…very glad indeed, my sweet girl Sarah.

      Now…

      When Sarah closed her eyes, she could still see him. Smell the blood. See his intestines, his organs, his lungs torn out of him, dripping ooze and gore onto the linoleum.

      Now, covered in a white sheet, his face repaired by the mortician, she stared down at the face of the only father she’d ever known. She volunteered to formally identify George’s body so no-one else would have to see him torn apart like that. She wasn’t allowed to touch him but she bent down and whispered I’m sorry into his ear.

      She felt Isaac’s big hand warm against her back. Sweetheart? she turned and he gathered her against him. She couldn’t cry anymore, her eyes were red raw, her throat tinder-dry but the feeling of Isaac’s arms around her gave her comfort. She felt his lips pressed against her forehead.

      Let’s go home, baby.

      She nodded and soon they were back at his apartment. He made her take a hot bath then go to bed, stretching out beside her, stroking her face until she fell asleep.

      The Mariners were losing. Finn shifted in his seat, wishing he could concentrate on the game. He and a couple of his colleagues from the city were off getting hot dogs and beer, the Safeco crowd at capacity.

      Finn pulled his cap over his eyes. He couldn’t stop thinking about Sarah. She had been so hurt, so devastated it twisted in his gut when he thought about it. He’d just wanted to hold her and make it all okay for her, but Isaac had been there, and it hadn’t seemed appropriate. Weird how that worked. Sarah was his sister, his family and now there was someone in her life who filled every role for her. As long as she was happy, Finn shrugged and let out a long breath. Beside, now he had his own family to think of.

      After he’d gotten home from the long hours of work, after George’s murder, Caroline had been smiling, almost giddy. Pregnant. Jesus, how the hell did that happen? He’d slept with Caroline twice in the last year. Both times, he had too much to drink. Jesus. Finn swore under his breath. He just wasn’t ready for a kid yet, not like this, not with her. Pregnant. Did he believe the baby was his? Not really. And he didn’t care if Caroline was unfaithful – he knew for a fact that she had been many, many times. Still, he couldn’t walk away knowing the child could be his.

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