Spencer's Obsession: A Seductive Alpha Billionaire Romance, #1

By Kaycee Kline

A sexy and provocative read from up-and-coming author Kaycee Kline, Spencer's Obsession is the first installment in the new Seductive Alpha Billionaire Romance Series that's sure to leave you breathless and wanting more… 

From the first sentence to the very last, you won't be able to put it down!

Emily Anne Prescott is a shy and introverted college student who has just landed the internship of her dreams—assistant to the heartbreakingly gorgeous and filthy rich CEO of Ford Enterprises, Spencer Ford himself. But it doesn't take long before Emily realizes this is no ordinary assistant's job. 

From the moment Spencer Ford's icy blue eyes lock onto hers, she knows there's no escaping the captivating pull of her sexy and alluring billionaire boss. 

But as much as Emily is tempted by Spencer's come-ons…there's a problem: she's newly (and accidentally!) engaged to her high school sweetheart.

How will she deal with her growing feelings for Spencer without sacrificing her own values and hurting the man that loves her? Is it even possible?

Spencer Ford is a wealthy and powerful billionaire with a dark past. A past that's kept him from the one thing he craves the most. The one thing that money can't buy: a deep and passionate connection that ignites his soul. 

But he's tormented by painful memories that won't let him move on. Instead, he fills his days with business meetings and mindless, impersonal sex because it's easier than letting a woman get too close.

Until, that is, he meets Emily Prescott—the beautiful and brilliant college student who has everything he's been looking for and more. She brings out a part of him that he thought was gone forever and he can't help but let his guard down around her. He wants her. All of her.

But there's just one catch: she won't give in. And that makes him want her even more. 

When secrets are revealed, will their insatiable attraction be enough to keep them together or will it force them apart?

WARNING: This book contains adult content and is meant for 18+ readers only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Olivia Summers
• Release date: Dec 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540151735

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Chapter 1

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Ms. Prescott, I presume? inquired a warm, but stern voice.

I looked up from the magazine I had been reading in the foyer of Ford Enterprises' sprawling downtown office. I was expecting the voice to belong to an assistant of Mr. Ford's, but Oh my goodness! Did I just let out an audible gasp? His icy blue eyes pierced straight through me. Was it really possible that this gorgeous and chiseled man could be my new boss? He looked more like he belonged in a Calvin Klein ad (wearing as little as possible), not some towering office building running around in a suit. Although, he did wear it quite well, I had to admit.

I snapped myself out of my daydream and stammered out a barely audible response, Uhh...uhm. Yes. That’s me. Uh, I mean I’m she. Mr. Ford? I cringed at my words and cast my eyes downward to avoid his gaze.

I managed to catch a very small smirk playing at the corner of his gorgeous and perfect mouth and I fought the urge to reach out and touch it.

Yes, but please do call me Spencer. I like to keep things rather casual around here. At least for my favorites. His eyes seemed to twinkle playfully at me as he extended his hand. I assumed it was for me to shake, but instead, in one strong and brawny swoop he had smoothly pulled me up to a standing position.

For a brief moment we were merely a few inches apart and the air felt thick and heavy as his eyes burned deep into mine, almost as though he could see into the depths of my soul. I felt vulnerable so I turned my eyes away, breaking the electrical current that had started to run through my body. Who was this man and how did he have such a strong hold over me already?

Spencer placed his hand on my lower back and led me around the corner down a long, marble corridor with mirrored walls and doorways. I felt like I was in a museum and didn't dare touch anything. We stopped abruptly at the end of the hallway and he reached forward with his right arm, opening the glass door in front of me, his left hand still lightly burning into my lower back.

After you, he said with a warm smile as he held the door open for me.

Those eyes. God, he was gorgeous. Uncomfortable with the thoughts I was having about my new boss, I broke eye contact, instead focusing on the details of the room. As I looked around, taking it all in, I noticed something strange. Wait...are the walls and doors two-way mirrors? I inquired, surprised.

They are, Ms. Prescott. I like my privacy, but I also like to feel a little voyeuristic every now and then, he winked. I blushed at the sexual undertones of his statement and quickly turned my head away once more, scanning the rest of the space.

Oh and...I was hoping you’d clarify, he laughed.

Uh, what do you mean, sir? Clarify what? I asked as he offered me a seat at a large glass conference table in front of a wall of windows that overlooked all of Crystal Cove. It was an absolutely breathtaking view and I felt like I could just sit here for hours, watching the beauty unfold in front of me. But his words interrupted my mindlessness.

"Whether you’re a Miss or a Mrs....Emily Anne Prescott," there was that smirk again from him as he took a seat at the head of the conference table, just to my left.

He caught me off guard with his words and forwardness. Excuse me? Why would you want to know that? I blurted out. My heart raced at the thought of having to explain myself. Did I really need to tell him? I mean, technically I wasn't married. Did being engaged count as the same thing? Surely he didn't need to know my whole life's story.

Well, you left that section blank on your tax paperwork and it’s quite important. I’d hate to get hauled off to jail over a simple clerical error, he replied, amused by my accusatory tone.

Duh! How could I have been so naïve? Of course a handsome billionaire like Spencer Ford wouldn’t have seriously been interested in someone like me. Really, Emily? Get over yourself. I'm sure he dates supermodels in his spare time, which you clearly are not.

I glanced down at my ring finger, where my beautiful and sparkling engagement ring had been placed just a few weeks before, although it seemed like it was a lifetime ago already.

I had gone home to Shady Oak for Spring Break to visit my family in anticipation of landing this internship. I knew if I didn't take the opportunity to go back and visit, it would probably be months before I got another chance. And although it was really great seeing my friends and family, my longtime boyfriend, John, decided it would be the perfect time to propose to me. Right in front of my entire family. I honestly wasn't expecting it and I'm still trying to process how I feel about it all, but I felt really bad for John in that moment and I couldn't bear to break his heart and embarrass him in front of everyone.

So, when he got down on one knee and asked me the question that most girls would die to hear...well, I simply shook my head in agreement, even though every part of my being was screaming at me to tell him no. That's the thing about me: I have a hard time saying no and more often than not it gets me into a lot of trouble.

My reaction probably wasn't quite what John had been anticipating, but it was all I could muster. And ever since coming back to the warmth of the West coast and the comfort of the house I shared with my best friend and roommate, Bridget, the whole engagement had been out of sight, out of mind. I knew it sounded horrible, but I couldn't help it. And since the ring was off being resized, it was easier than ever to pretend it never even happened.

I looked up at Spencer Ford, my charming and potential new boss and started my interview with a harmless lie—or so I thought.

I'm definitely not a Mrs., and as the words came out of my mouth, I couldn't help but glance at his ring finger to see if he had a Mrs. of his own.

Spencer smiled at this newfound knowledge and nodded happily, Ah, well I will go ahead and check the 'single' box for you then, here on your paperwork.

If I hadn't known any better I'd think that he seemed slightly pleased with this news—giddy, even. And I couldn’t say I was heartbroken to see that he wasn't wearing a wedding band, either.

Thank you, Mr. Ford. I mean, Spencer, I corrected as I gave him one of my sweetest smiles.

Good girl. You learn fast. I like that in new hires. There he went again with his all-knowing stare, making me feel uncomfortable, but at the same time it felt nice to be desired. If that's what this was, anyway. I did have a bad habit of blowing situations—and my emotions—way out of proportion.

Sitting here under what seemed like his scrutiny, I became highly aware of my appearance and what each part of my body was doing at any given moment. Although I was dressed in a business professional LBD, it still didn't seem appropriate. After all, his suit had to have cost thousands of dollars, whereas on the other hand, my clearance rack Shop N' Save find hardly seemed to measure up.

I was used to feeling less-than, though. After all, I was attending a college that had one of the wealthiest student bodies in the nation: Crystal Cove University. Coming from a small town in Illinois to the lush beaches and beach homes of the West coast was definitely a culture shock.

Most of the students at CCU wouldn't have to worry about shelling out thousands of dollars on a new wardrobe for their internships this summer, but I wasn't so lucky. I mean, I loved my parents, but they were by no means wealthy and when it came to helping me out I was pretty much on my own. The only reason I was even able to attend CCU is because I lucked out and landed a huge academic scholarship that covered most of my expenses. Otherwise, I would have been at a state school like most of my friends.

That's one reason I was so looking forward to this internship at Ford Enterprises. Not only did it pay, which was practically unheard of in the world of internships, but it paid well. Not to mention, the boss was quite handsome and easy on the eyes. Just an added bonus, I thought to myself.

Alright, Miss Emily Anne...shall we get this interview started?

As he asked this seemingly innocent question, I couldn't help but feel like maybe my answer would determine the fate of the rest of my life.

So I bit my lip and looked Spencer Ford right in the eyes. Ready or not, I said with a smile.

Chapter 2

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After the interview was over, I stood up from my seat and held my hand out for Spencer to shake.

When he gripped my right hand—not so tight it hurt, but strong enough to feel slightly possessive—I felt that electrical shock run through the lengths of my body again.

What was wrong with me? I was engaged and already I was being swept off my feet by a much older man—not to mention, uhm, he was probably going to be my boss. Talk about awkward! And I didn't even know

Reviews for Spencer's Obsession

[Kelly Bowers · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

Loved book but hate that any get the other part on here !!

[Akpanuwa Udeme · Rating: 4 out of 5 stars]

Why arent the other parts on scribd, would have been better