Alpha and Beta Billionaires

By Tabitha O'Dell

Sexy BBW Werebear Romance!

Natalie Holt knows her boss, Rory Wheatley, is up to something. He keeps secrets, he disappears for days at a time, and he doesn’t act like any man she’s ever met before. He might be a billionaire, but that doesn’t mean he’s walking the straight and narrow.

Things only get worse when Walter Cross, an equally rich and secretive man, proposes that his company and Rory’s merge. The two men are keeping secrets, secrets that Natalie is determined to discover.

Natalie is about to learn that some secrets might be better off staying in the dark, but when she discovers just what these two billionaires are, she’ll also learn exactly what they desire.

Her.

And each other.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jynxed Moon
• Release date: Feb 1, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311125378

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Alpha and Beta Billionaires

BBW MMF Ménage Shifter Erotic Romance

By

Tabitha O’Dell

Copyright 2016 by Tabitha O’Dell

Smashwords Edition

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Cover photo image credit:  gromaler & migfoto | depositphotos.com

Contents

Alpha and Beta Billionaires

About the Author

Alpha and Beta Billionaires

Right from day one, I wondered if my boss was up to something. It should have been impossible for a man of only thirty years old to be so wealthy. Sure, he was attractive, dangerously so, but he wasn't a model. And from my Google searches, he'd never been one before, either.

But there was something about him, right from the moment that I took the job, that I knew he was hiding. I was only supposed to be his personal assistant — the one getting him coffee, making sure his dry cleaning was picked up, and organizing his schedule, but right from start I knew he was hiding something.

Honestly, I'm not even sure why I took the job with Rory Wheatley. Okay, I took the job because of money, but I'd only just graduated from college with a degree in Art History, and yet I took a job as a glorified gofur. I was surprised he even hired me — I had no experience, no special skills, and compared to the other women applying, well, let's just say I have always really enjoyed second helpings of dessert.

But none of that seemed to matter when he offered me the job on the spot. The damn job even came with my own car to run errands, though that wasn’t exactly helpful in downtown Manhattan. The only time in came in handy was when he had me running out to a little town an hour and a half outside of the city to