Billionaire Baby Secret: Book One: Billionaire Baby Secret, #1

By Nikki Steele

His eyes tell me every last, dirty detail of what he'll to do to me. 

It was supposed to just be karaoke for my birthday. But the way that sexy stranger at the bar is looking at me, I'm afraid I'll be singing twice tonight – first on stage. And then in his bedroom.

Maybe it's his gorgeous English accent. Or those sizzling eyes that undress me right here in the bar. Well, my good-for-nothing cheating boyfriend has just broken up with me, so I'm going to let the stranger buy me a drink.

Not that I'd be brave enough to actually follow through. I'm not the type of girl that just goes out and sleeps around. Even when those lips make me tremble. Even when all I want to do is rip that million dollar suit off his smoking hot body and take him right here in the bar.

He shouldn't be interested in a girl like me. Guys don't go for curvy and intelligent - or at least, that's what my ex-boyfriend kept telling me. 

But that stranger - he keeps looking at me like like I'm the only one in the room. I don't know what to do - I mean, how long do you have to wait after you've broken up with somebody? 

And what happens if my ex-boyfriend wants me back?

Warning: Billionaire Baby Secret Book 1 is a short, steamy romance so hot it will have you fanning yourself (and looking for your closest karaoke bar). It contains smoking hot action between a curvy BBW and a gorgeous Billionaire, and includes sizzling scenes which are for adults only.

This is the first book in the Billionaire Baby Secret Series by Nikki Steele, the mistress of billionaire romance sagas.

• Language: English
• Publisher: NightVision Publishing
• Release date: Dec 14, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386895695

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This Book has an Accompanying Playlist

Music is a large part of the romance and storyline of this series. You are not required to listen to anything to enjoy the book, but if you would like an interactive experience, listen to the music discussed in certain chapters as you read!

Keep your eyes out for the [music] link at the start of appropriate chapters if you have a multimedia accessible device, or feel free to queue the songs up now.

Chapter 3

The Rose – Bette Midler

Chapter 5

Over the Rainbow – Judy Garland

Swanee – Judy Garland

The Man That Got Away – Judy Garland

Book 1: A Song for One

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Curvy Rachel lives with her obnoxious boyfriend. She has derailed her self-esteem to such an extent, she’s convinced she’s not worthy of anyone else.

That all changes on the night of her birthday, when he breaks up with her, and she meets a handsome suited stranger with a sexy English accent.

The stranger treats her like a goddess, and she quickly finds herself falling for him. They even share a mutual love of music, one of Rachel’s secret passions. After he convinces her to sing karaoke, a romance quickly blossoms...

Chapter 1

I sat in the bar, alone in a crowd of people—there’s no lonelier feeling in the world. Unless it also happens to be your birthday.

I’d been so excited when I came home from work to find Dan getting ready to go out.

For my birthday? I’d asked. These days he didn’t want anything to do with me unless he was horny or needed something. Even then, the last time he’d pushed himself on me had been a week ago.

For your—yeah, sure. For your birthday, he’d agreed. I’d been thrilled.

I only realized my mistake when we arrived to find his friends already there, and my friends nowhere to be seen. One of them had sent him a text to say they were having a good time—I hadn’t even factored into the occasion.

He was at a table with them now, laughing it up on the other side of the crowded room. If I’d arrived home 15 minutes later, would he have even been there at all? I’d lost track of the number of beers he’d sunk already.

I finished my first and only drink, running my hand through red, slightly brassy hair. Was I no longer attractive to him? Was that it? He’d been a big fan of my breasts when we’d first started dating—they were larger than most, though I had the hips and backside to match.

Tonight I’d tried to play up what I felt were my strong suits—my favorite bra and a low-cut sweater; just a hint of makeup to bring out blue eyes and gloss to make my lips pout. Not that Dan cared. Or at least, not that I would know until four o’clock this morning.  

I took a deep breath then stood up, pushing through the crowd to where Dan and his friends were sitting. Hey, sweetie, I said, tapping him on the shoulder.

What’s up?

Nothing, just wondering if there’s room at the table for me? Thought I’d join the conversation.

Uh, there’s no more chairs.

I could bring one over?

He screwed up his face. No, I wouldn’t bother—we’re being really boring. Why don’t you go back to the bar and buy yourself another drink?

It’s kind of boring-

"I said, go back to the bar!"

I fought the urge to stomp my foot. Why did you even bring me here? I asked.

Whatever. He turned back to his friends and must have rolled his eyes—one of them snickered.

I walked back to the bar with as much dignity as I could muster. I didn’t even stiffen when, amongst the snickers,