ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: At His Request (Bad Boy Alpha Billionaire Romance) (New Adult Contemporary Alpha Male Romance) by Carly White Page A
Authors: Carly White
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other way around. It is what we should have done to begin with.”
Civ didn’t like the tone of her daughter’s voice, but she liked even less the idea of giving up her small moment of fame. She became a news reporter instead of a writer, not because of the stories, but she wanted the fame that came with it. She had always imagined herself the person everyone would want to talk to and now she was it. It was not quite the way that her imagination had made it happen, but she didn’t want to lose her minute in the light.
“We don’t have to leave Namadi, just stay away from those men. They will do nothing but cause you more trouble. Trust me on this, I know.”
She spoke as if she had experience with the bad boys, but she didn’t want to say anything one way or another. There was something in her eyes, the faraway look that made her daughter wonder what it was.
“I have to do something. I can’t just sit in this room anymore. While you are having your moment or whatever, I am stuck in this tiny room. I am going out. The whole time they have been here, they have been preaching non-violence. There hasn’t been any and I really want to get out. I’m going tonight to get out and if that is a problem, I will leave. I can’t stay here any longer. I am going to go crazy.”
Civ looked at the stance and the rebellious look in her dark brown eyes. She wasn’t budging, that much was clear and Civ didn’t know if she should push her or give in. Civ was still trying to get the differences of her being an adult. She didn’t have to listen anymore and as she took in the squared jaw and the arms crossed over her chest, Civ decided that it wasn’t the moment to put her foot down.
“If that is what you have to do Namadi, but please be careful. There is no sense looking for trouble.”
“Where do you think I get it from? Whenever there is a problem anywhere, you are traipsing off to see what is going on there. I get it from you and if you want real information mom, you can’t just keep hiding in this hotel room. I will go out and see if I can get some information.”
Namadi smiled back at her mom, knowing she wasn’t sure if she should believe her. It was just thrown in there to make her think. Namadi had no intentions on asking anybody about some bald-headed Sheriff. She just wanted to get out and knew that her mother couldn’t refuse the idea of some hint how to crack the case.
Civ was sitting at the small wooden table in front of her laptop, trying to patch together her next clip. The man had not made it very easy and he was so vague. Someone was going to figure it out and if it was her, she could quickly sky-rocket her way to investigative reporting. That was where the real fame and awards came from.
“I don’t like the idea of you going out there. It should be me.”
“No one likes a pushy reporter mom. And no offense, but you are in true form the last couple of days. You are too hungry for it. I look like I could care less. More people are prone to talk when they don’t think you want to know.”
There was no science behind it. Namadi was just throwing it out there, anything to get her out of the small box that she was supposed to live in. There was no way that she could stay there another day. It didn’t matter what got her out. Namadi just wanted to get out of there any way she could.
“I don’t know Namadi. I don’t like the idea of you around those men. There are so many of them and if something happened, I don’t know what I would do.”
Namadia paused, rethinking her plans. It was clear that her mom meant it and she knew that she loved her. “Nothing is going to happen, mom. The whole world is watching what is happening here. They are waiting for your clip. You get that ready to send out and I will see what kind of information that I can get.”
Civ was torn between the story and her family. While she would like to have said that nothing mattered more than her daughter, it didn’t, but the
Civ didn’t like the tone of her daughter’s voice, but she liked even less the idea of giving up her small moment of fame. She became a news reporter instead of a writer, not because of the stories, but she wanted the fame that came with it. She had always imagined herself the person everyone would want to talk to and now she was it. It was not quite the way that her imagination had made it happen, but she didn’t want to lose her minute in the light.
“We don’t have to leave Namadi, just stay away from those men. They will do nothing but cause you more trouble. Trust me on this, I know.”
She spoke as if she had experience with the bad boys, but she didn’t want to say anything one way or another. There was something in her eyes, the faraway look that made her daughter wonder what it was.
“I have to do something. I can’t just sit in this room anymore. While you are having your moment or whatever, I am stuck in this tiny room. I am going out. The whole time they have been here, they have been preaching non-violence. There hasn’t been any and I really want to get out. I’m going tonight to get out and if that is a problem, I will leave. I can’t stay here any longer. I am going to go crazy.”
Civ looked at the stance and the rebellious look in her dark brown eyes. She wasn’t budging, that much was clear and Civ didn’t know if she should push her or give in. Civ was still trying to get the differences of her being an adult. She didn’t have to listen anymore and as she took in the squared jaw and the arms crossed over her chest, Civ decided that it wasn’t the moment to put her foot down.
“If that is what you have to do Namadi, but please be careful. There is no sense looking for trouble.”
“Where do you think I get it from? Whenever there is a problem anywhere, you are traipsing off to see what is going on there. I get it from you and if you want real information mom, you can’t just keep hiding in this hotel room. I will go out and see if I can get some information.”
Namadi smiled back at her mom, knowing she wasn’t sure if she should believe her. It was just thrown in there to make her think. Namadi had no intentions on asking anybody about some bald-headed Sheriff. She just wanted to get out and knew that her mother couldn’t refuse the idea of some hint how to crack the case.
Civ was sitting at the small wooden table in front of her laptop, trying to patch together her next clip. The man had not made it very easy and he was so vague. Someone was going to figure it out and if it was her, she could quickly sky-rocket her way to investigative reporting. That was where the real fame and awards came from.
“I don’t like the idea of you going out there. It should be me.”
“No one likes a pushy reporter mom. And no offense, but you are in true form the last couple of days. You are too hungry for it. I look like I could care less. More people are prone to talk when they don’t think you want to know.”
There was no science behind it. Namadi was just throwing it out there, anything to get her out of the small box that she was supposed to live in. There was no way that she could stay there another day. It didn’t matter what got her out. Namadi just wanted to get out of there any way she could.
“I don’t know Namadi. I don’t like the idea of you around those men. There are so many of them and if something happened, I don’t know what I would do.”
Namadia paused, rethinking her plans. It was clear that her mom meant it and she knew that she loved her. “Nothing is going to happen, mom. The whole world is watching what is happening here. They are waiting for your clip. You get that ready to send out and I will see what kind of information that I can get.”
Civ was torn between the story and her family. While she would like to have said that nothing mattered more than her daughter, it didn’t, but the
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