Change of Passion (Falling for the Billionaire #1) by Karolyn James Page A

realizing the elevator would continue to go down, into the basement of the
building, where the executive parking garage was located.
    “Fuck,” she said as she pressed the
number ten on the panel.  The button lit up for a second and then went out.
    She’d have to ride the elevator all
the way down and then back up.
    The doors opened at the basement
and no more than ten feet away sat a black car.  The windows were black too and
upon the elevator doors opening, the driver’s door flew open and a heavy set
man struggled to get out of the driver’s seat, biting on his tongue, wrestling
with his large figure.  He walked to the back of the car and opened the back
door.
    “Mr. Bradley, the elevator is
here.”
    “Took long enough,” a voice said.
    A moment later, a figure appeared
from the vehicle.  Rebecca watched him, seeing his eyes first, like two white
dots coming from a pitch black night.  It made her think of something animal
like and she had a momentary flash of lust in her mind. 
    When the man stood from the car he
looked like an average man, at first.  He adjusted his suit jacket and tie,
then rubbed his smooth jaw, and looked to the driver.
    “Wait here.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    The doors to the elevator started
to close.
    Rebecca felt like she was in a
trance staring at the suited man and she didn’t know why.  There was something
about his aura that drew her to him.  She stepped forward and put her hand to
the doors to make them open again.
    She stood there like that, waiting
for the man.
    When he finally looked at Rebecca,
his eyes moved up and down her quickly, one time.  He had a look of annoyance
on his face, as though being accompanied on an elevator would be the low point
of his day.  He looked to his left, then to his right, each time giving Rebecca
a chance to study and memorize his features. 
    His dark hair.
    His well cut jaw line. 
    Finally, he started to walk towards
the elevator, one hand in his pocket, the other hand starting to point at
Rebecca.
    “You coming or going?” he asked.
    “I’m supposed to be on the tenth
floor,” Amanda said.
    “You’re a long way from there down
here.”
    Amanda smiled, instantly feeling
stupid. 
    The man stepped into the elevator
and turned.
    Amanda stepped back and a few
seconds later, the doors started to shut.  For whatever reason, call it
intuition, Amanda smiled as though she had just won the lottery.
    In many ways, she had, just a
different kind of jackpot awaited her…

3.
    “R ebecca
Smith.  That’s me.  I’m she.  Her.  I’m Rebecca Smith.”
    The man glanced at Rebecca and
nodded.  “Do you know who I am?”
    Rebecca shook her head.  She could
judge the man based on his expensive suit, gold watch, and the way his cologne
filled the elevator like a deadly gas… the smell obvious but not overwhelming. 
If anything, as the smell of him filtered through Rebecca’s body, she felt hotter. 
And not just in temperature.
    “Bradley,” the man said and then
turned his head.
    Bradley as in the not-quite-thirty
billionaire executive who started and still ran The HB-Ley Corporation.  The man
who started trading and investing in companies for fun while still in high
school and made his first million before he turned eighteen.  The man who took
that million and instead of pissing it away with wild adventures, turned it
into a billion before he was legally able to buy a bottle of booze.  The man
who took that billion and created an empire that stretched across the world. 
    When Rebecca heard his name and
when he looked forward, she then realized she had seen that sexy facial
structure before.  He had been in several magazines and articles.  His picture
compared to real life did no justice.  He was a gorgeous man with deep thinking
troubled eyes. 
    “You’re… my boss,” Rebecca said.
    “I’m everyone’s boss,” Bradley said
in a calm voice, staring at his own distorted reflection in the elevator doors.
    Rebecca imagined