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  My Creative Billionaire

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  ALI PARKER

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  Deleted Scene – Billionaire Alpha

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

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  Being rich means living up to the expectations of others... even when you don't want to.

  Matt's always known what it was like to live on the high end of society, and where his brother and father love it... he hates it. A creative at heart, he's forced into the world of accounting to help stand beside the family name and build an empire from the ground up. His true passion is art, life and love.

  Erica is the Chief Advertising Officer for Bryant Accounting Firm and has had her eye on the CEO's son, Matthew for quite some time. He's a bit docile in public, and often plays the fool, but something tells her that a very different man exists just beneath the surface. She's willing to wager her career by taking Matt beneath her wing, and hopefully to her bed.

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  My Creative Billionaire

  Book 1

  Copyright © 2016 by Ali Parker

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  The novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and plot are all either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons – living or dead – is purely coincidental.

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  Billionaire Alpha - Together Forever

  This scene takes place on Sunday when Damon and Bethany are in Jamaica. Remember they got engaged on Saturday night on the beach and their parents are now married.

  The sun filtered through the blinds, filling the room with a warm glow and pulling me from the best sleep I could remember having. Damon was on his stomach, his arms above his head, muscles defined and skin sun-kissed. I moved closer, unable to help myself.

  My left finger held the promise of forever, but my heart ached at the possibility of something happening to us. Our engagement had happened so fast, and yet it was right. I pulled the ring closer to my face and studied it as he groaned softly in his sleep. The sound of him enjoying something in his dream caused my heart to flutter. How could a man like him want a simple girl like me?

  He was wealth, and I was poverty.

  He was beautiful, and I was plain.

  But it didn't matter. Nothing did but the fact that we were going to be together. We'd figure out the crazy details later when we were back home and in the comfort of our own environment. I'd let nothing come between us. No matter what.

  I moved closer and pressed my lips to the thick muscle of his shoulder, kissing him softly up to his neck and along the side of his face.

  His dark brown eyes opened as he blinked a few times and my breath caught in my chest. Stunning wouldn’t begin to express how beautiful he was.

  "Hi baby," he whispered and turned over as he reached for me.

  I moved into his arms as he lay on his side and brushed my fingers along the side of his face, enjoying the soft stubble of his beard.

  "Hi." I leaned in and brushed my lips by his only to have him sink his fingers in my hair and roll us over, deepening the kiss and pressing his warm body against mine.

  "I was dreaming about you." He brushed the tip of his nose down the side of my face and pressed his lips to my neck, loving on me like no man had before. Warmth rose from the tip of my toes to the center of my chest, spilling out to race down my arms and rise to the top of my head.

  I moaned softly and gripped him tightly. "Tell me about it."

  "We lived by the water, and you were barefoot and pregnant."

  I laughed and reached up to touch his face again as he pressed his forearms into the bed beside my head and pushed himself up to hover just above me.

  "What's so funny?" He smiled and the world seemed perfect for a moment.

  "Nothing. I just half expected to hear you say that we were having sex."

  "Sex is great, but it's the little things I'm looking forward to."

  "You think having a baby is a little thing? Where's my boyfriend? What have you done with him?"

  He chuckled deep in his chest and rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I pressed my hands into the firmness of his chest and sat up, straddling him and rolling my hips to grind along his thick erection.

  "I'm pretty sure if you checked all the necessary appendages, you'd see that I am very much still your man." He slid his hands up my thighs and tugged at the covers as I held them clasped to my chest. "Don't hide from me. You know how much I love your body."

  I nodded and let the covers slide down as he sat up and wrapped his arms around me. The soft press of his lips over the top of my breasts had me sighing softly. I belonged to him completely and nothing felt better. Never in my life had I expected to find someone like Damon and capture him. I thought settling would be my story, but it wasn't at all.

  "I love you." I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned down to press my lips to his as his hands moved down my sides and rested on the top curve of my rear.

  "Not as much as I love you." He gripped my ass and pulled up, forcing me to arch my back as he pressed into me. The groan we shared filled the room and left my nerve endings tingling.

  "That's right." I leaned down and pressed my lips to his ear as he ran his strong hands up my back and gripped my shoulders tightly. "More."

  "Not even close, lover."

  I rocked against him, massaging his body with mine as he cupped my face and pulled me down for a long, passionate kiss. The hunger from all the times before was still there, but the passion of commitment wrapped us together tightly, bringing in a whole new level of emotion for me.

  We made love for the next hour, clinging to each other as if we were scared to consider what might happen if we let go. He pulled me down to rest on top of him as we rode the last high together.

  "God, Beth. You're so good to me, baby." He brushed his hands down my back rhythmically and turned his face a little to adore me with kisses along my nose and cheeks, over my eyes and by my lips. "Promise me we'll get to walk down the aisle sooner than later."

/>   "That is the plan." I smiled and kissed him one more time before getting out of bed and walking to the patio that led to the beach. "What time is our flight out of here today?"

  "I think it's around five tonight. Come here and let me hold you."

  I glanced over my shoulder, once again stunned by how incredibly sexy he was. I wasn't sure I would ever get used to seeing him in my bed, naked and looking like a god.

  "No way. I know how this works. I get back in the bed and we don't go anywhere for another hour or two." I smiled and turned back to pull the curtain open a little. The white caps out in the ocean crashed onto the seashore over and over, captivating me. I didn't hear him sneak up behind me, and accidentally let out a soft yelp and jumped as he wrapped me in a tight hug.

  "What's wrong with staying in the bed all damn day if we want to?"

  "Nothing if it was just me and you." I lifted my hand in front of my face, studying my ring again.

  "You like it?" He leaned down and kissed the top of my shoulder.

  "I love it. It's perfect." I pressed back against him. "How did you know what my ring size was?"

  "I didn't. I had Matt steal one of the rings from your jewelry box at Dad’s, and we took it to the jeweler’s to have it measured." He snorted. "He was scared shitless that you would notice."

  I laughed. "You guys were working together to pull one over on me?"

  "Oh yeah. We'll be doing that for the rest of our lives."

  I turned in his arms and clasped my hands behind his neck. "Speaking of Matt, where is he? Did he spend the night with Erica?"

  "No. I thought he did, but the first night he stayed in Dad's room and last night I guess he got another room. He gave Erica our room though, which was pretty cool of him. I don't know what his deal is where she's concerned. They'd be great together."

  "I agree, but he's not ballsy like you. He's got to make sure he's completely into her before even making the first move. It's probably a good thing seeing that she's a big part of your father's company."

  "This is true." His eyes moved across my face. "Who are you going to have at our wedding for your maid of honor?"

  "I don't know. Who knows what the hell is going to happen with Krista." I glanced down and tried not to let myself dive into the horror of what my best friend had done to Jake. She would be facing prosecution for attempted murder soon and I had no doubt that I would be required to make an appearance. None of it made sense, but in the moment, it didn't need to. My mother was happy and secure in her new marriage with Kent, and I had Damon forever.

  Everything would be fine and life would work out the parts that weren't.

  "We'll figure it all out. You know that." He leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose. "You sure you don't want to reconsider on the staying in bed thing?"

  I laughed and shook my head. "You're too much."

  "Oh yeah? I think you handle me pretty good."

  "Just pretty good?" I lifted an eyebrow and tilted my head a little.

  "Really good? If I say pretty good and challenge your skills, are you going to try and outdo yourself?"

  I moved out of his arms and laughed as I walked toward the bathroom. "You wish."

  "Naw, I'm more than content with everything I have. Especially you."

  "And you think I belong to you now?" I smiled and lingered in the doorway as he watched me.

  "No, I don't think anything. I know you do."

  There wasn't anything left to say. He was right. He usually was.

  My Creative Billionaire

  Chapter 1

  Matt

  "Remind me again why I said I would do this? It seems rather masochistic now that we're in the thick of things." I glanced over at Sophie and smiled as she plucked her ear-bud out and growled at me softly.

  "What? Are you complaining about the weather again? It's beautiful out here." The stern look on her pretty face didn't hold for long as she studied me.

  I wiped my forearm across my head and took a deep breath as we bounded along the outdoor track near her house. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and even without makeup, she was stunning. Where the snot-nose bully from my childhood had gone to was a mystery, but the woman that took her place was beautiful, and even scarier than when we were little.

  "I'm not complaining. I was simply asking how you talked me into this." I turned my focus back to the road ahead of us and let my eyes run across the tree line. The brilliant greens that covered the grass and treetops in Texas most of the spring and summer were finally starting to die off and bleed into the colors of fall. It had to be my favorite time of the year.

  "You wanted to lose a little bit of weight, and I hate dogs. Remember? It was a win-win situation." She popped me in the gut and started to jog faster.

  "This sounds about as fun as our partnership in junior high. I wanted to lose weight and you wanted an extra ice cream cone, so my left over change became yours every day."

  "You had a crush on me. That's why you gave up your change." She glanced over her shoulder and smirked.

  I chuckled, unable to help myself. What was it with me and cocky, overbearing women?

  "I still have a crush on you." I picked up the pace and blew past her as she yelped and tried to catch up. We'd been friends too long for anything to become of us, but it was one of the only solid relationships in my life.

  "Liar," she called after me and stopped at my side as I bent over and pressed my hands to my knees. We panted in tandem for a few minutes, before I glanced up at her.

  "You know you're like a sister to me."

  "You have a sister now, right?" She stood back up and adjusted her ponytail. "What's her name? Bertha?"

  "Don't be like that." I lifted my hands toward the clear blue sky and stretched. "Her name is Bethany and you'd like her a lot."

  "She's taking my place. I hate her." Sophie stuck out her tongue and took off again, leaving me with no other choice than to chase after her.

  "She's not taking your place. I'm a big guy with loads of free time, remember?"

  "Speaking of free time." She glanced over at me, her slate grey eyes filled with concern.

  "Not this again. I'm fine. I'm going to Seattle this weekend and I'll start figuring things out."

  "Leaving here isn't a choice. You've lived here your whole life."

  "Yeah, and it's not done me any favors. I'm twenty-eight and still without a career or a girlfriend. It's time to start moving toward having something of my own. You know how much I hate having my dad support me."

  "Being a playboy billionaire is most little boys’ dream jobs."

  "Bullshit." I laughed. "It's to be a fireman or a cop or a billionaire tycoon with loads of responsibility and girls."

  "Okay, so I'm not a boy. I wouldn't know, but I think you're being too hard on yourself. You have the perfect opportunity to work on your art here in Dallas and live freely thanks to your dad's money. What else is he going to do with it?"

  She had a point, but I'd been trying to find myself for the better of four years and still felt like I was floundering around.

  "He's going to take care of his new wife and their future together." I let out a loud huff as we stopped near the parking lot and walked back and forth down a short path to cool down. "I want a life of my own, I'm just honestly not sure what that life looks like, and besides, you know as well as I do that you wouldn't be all right living off your father's money-"

  "If he had money." She snorted and rolled her shoulders. "Find your passion, Matt. I've found mine. It's reporting the news and digging deep for the story. It's been the best four years of my life working for NBC. You should be able to say the same, but you know why you can't?"

  "Because I'm not a pretty reporter with a great rack?" I smiled and took the smack I deserved with good humor.

  "Because you haven't figured out what you want to do. Being a billionaire doesn't mean shit if you don't live a little with it."

  "Very true." I ran my fingers through m
y hair and couldn't help but think about my older brother. The one thing Damon wanted more than anything else in the world was a solid relationship with a woman. Was to be loved in a way that would make most men gag, and yet he kept fucking it up.

  "What are you thinking about?" She reached out and tugged on the front of my t-shirt, pulling me from my thoughts.

  "Damon." I took a deep breath and glanced up at the sky. "He's been in turmoil since Mom cheated on Dad. It's like it changed the whole trajectory of his life."

  "But he's with Bethany now, which by the way is weird."

  "No, it's not." I shrugged and brushed my hands over my chest rhythmically. "They're a great couple, but they aren't together right now."

  "Why? They realized they were brother and sister?"

  "Why are you salty about this?" I couldn't help but study her for the answer. She had a thing for Damon when we were younger, but he was as much of an alpha as she was. They butted heads the whole time we were growing up and almost couldn't stand each other by the time Sophia and I graduated high school.

  "I'm not. I'm just concerned that Damon's going to end up hurt. He's a tough guy, but I know the dude underneath all that alpha bullshit, remember?" She brushed her hand over the top of her head and locked gazes with me. "And you better be careful too."

  "We talking about Bethany wanting me too now?"

  She snorted. "No, silly. We're talking about Erica wanting to lick your skin from your bones."

  "Exactly!" I threw my hands in the air and walked in a circle, bobbing my head. "I told Bethany that Erica was a man-eater, but no one sees that but me."

  "I don't even know the woman, but I think you think that all women are man-eaters." She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head to the side.

  "You guys are." I gave her a goofy grin. "Let's talk about you going over to Dubai to study the crown prince. You need to take someone with you. Period."