The Billionaire's Brother: The Broke Billionaires Club, #2

By Ann Omasta

Sparks fly when Trevor Donovan meets the woman who can help him run his brother's empire. Will these two be able to resist a forbidden office romance, or will they choose love over money?

 

Trevor Donovan has always felt inferior to his billionaire brother, Trey. When his brother leaves him in charge, Trevor gets the opportunity to prove his worth. Will he be able to fill his brother's expensive shoes?

 

Millie Parks is Trey's executive assistant and right-hand woman. She is sleek, smart, and confident. She can help Trevor succeed at running Donovan Enterprises, if he will let her.

 

Trevor can't help being attracted to Millie. She is everything he has ever wanted in a woman, and he can't deny his growing feelings for her, even though he is now her boss.

 

A forbidden workplace romance would risk everything they have both worked so hard to earn. Will they follow the rules or take a chance on love?

Find out now in The Billionaire's Brother.

 

This contemporary romance novella can be read as a standalone or as the second book in The Broke Billionaires Club Series. 

 

Available books in The Broke Billionaires Club:

1. The Broke Billionaire
2. The Billionaire's Brother
3. The Billionairess
4. The Royally Broke Billionaire: Royal Wedding Blues
5. The Royally Broke Billionaire: Royal Baby Scandal

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ann Omasta
• Release date: Nov 8, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386669388

Ann Omasta

Ann Omasta is a USA Today bestselling author.  Ann’s Top Ten list of likes, dislikes, and oddities: I despise whipped cream. There, I admitted it in writing. Let the ridiculing begin. Even though I have lived as far south as Key Largo, Florida, and as far north as Maine, I landed in the middle. If I don't make a conscious effort not to, I will drink nothing but tea morning, noon, and night. Hot tea, sweet tea, green tea––I love it all. There doesn't seem to be much in life that is better than coming home to a couple of big dogs who are overjoyed to see me. My other family members usually show significantly less enthusiasm about my return. Singing in my bestest, loudest voice does not make my family put on their happy faces. This includes the big, loving dogs referenced above. Yes, I am aware that bestest is not a word. Dorothy was right. There's no place like home. All of the numerous bottles in my shower must be lined up with their labels facing out. It makes me feel a little like Julia Roberts' mean husband from the movie Sleeping with the Enemy, but I can't seem to control this particular quirk. I love, love, love finding a great bargain! Did I mention that I hate whipped cream? It makes my stomach churn to look at it, touch it, smell it, or even think about it. Great––now I'm thinking about it. Ick! ** I would LOVE to send you a free copy of my novella, Aloha, Baby! Visit annomasta.com for details. ** Stay up-to-date on new releases and insider info by liking / following Ann: - Facebook: facebook.com/annomasta - Goodreads: goodreads.com/annomasta - Bookbub: bookbub.com/authors/ann-omasta - Website: annomasta.com

Book preview

1

U gh! My brother is an infuriating, arrogant ass! Trevor Donovan yelled as he slammed down the telephone on his desk.

Michael Bandy, one of Trevor’s only friends at work, peeked his head into the office to see what the ruckus was about. You okay, dude?

Trevor disliked being called ‘dude,’ but he didn’t want to insult Bandy. After all, he referred to the other man as ‘Bandy,’ so he didn’t really have any right to be indignant about his nickname. No… I mean, yes… Oh, hell, I don’t know. Trevor ran his hand through his thick, jet-black hair as he stared out the window.

Bandy walked in and shut the door behind him. Spill, he instructed.

Trey is putting me in charge, Trevor revealed.

Of the Midwest Division? That’s fantastic! Bandy sounded enthusiastic, but Trevor couldn’t help wondering if his friend was really happy for him, or if there might be some heavily concealed envy in there somewhere. Bandy had been with Donovan Enterprises longer, and he had a better track record than Trevor. Nepotism was a real thing, and he knew most of his brother’s many employees wouldn’t be at all thrilled to hear the news he had just been given.

No, man. Trevor shook his head, still not quite believing it himself. All of it.

All of it? Bandy’s head actually jerked back. ALL of it? He was having trouble comprehending what this meant. Trevor understood the confusion because he couldn’t quite wrap his head around it either.

The whole empire, he finally clarified, mostly in the hopes of erasing the perplexed look from Bandy’s face.

But he built this company from the ground up, Bandy started, And he loves it. I’ve never seen a man more dedicated to his work. Trevor nodded, unable to argue with the accuracy of any of those statements. What is he going to do?

I think he’s going to bake cupcakes, or something. Trevor flinched, even as he said the words. The entire conversation had been so out of character for his brother that he almost wondered if he was being pranked.

Cupcakes? The one-word question was overflowing with disbelief. Bandy shook his head, obviously as confused as Trevor.

I guess. Trevor shrugged his shoulders, unsure what else to say. He didn’t understand it either. His ruthless, workaholic brother was not the type to just hand over the reins of his billion-dollar company so he could go put on an apron and bake. It simply didn’t make any sense. Restless, Trevor got up and strolled over to stare out of his office’s one window. Soon, he would be able to view the world below from a wall of windows.

After a lengthy silence, Bandy finally said, Wow.

Trevor turned back to look at his friend then. He nodded his agreement with the assessment. Neither one of the men could quite believe it. We’re announcing it tomorrow, so keep it on the down-low.

Sure, dude. No problem, Bandy promised jovially, already backing out of the office. Well, good luck and don’t forget about us little people, Bandy added before walking out and reclosing the door behind him.

Trevor already regretted telling the other man the news. He might as well have announced it over the office intercom system or sent a company-wide email. Bandy was such a gossip-queen that he had probably already told everyone he passed in the hallway on the way back to his own office.

Trey would be pissed if word leaked out before he had a chance to make an official statement. Taking a deep breath and dreading his brother’s reaction, Trevor suddenly realized that Trey’s reaction really didn’t matter anymore. He was in charge now. Just the idea of it made his chest puff up a little bit.

He was so used to obediently complying with his older brother’s wishes that it had never occurred to him that he might someday be the one in the position of power. It was something that Trevor had always longed for, but never quite believed would actually happen.

It was real, though. He was the boss, not Trey. The realization was shocking and liberating and frightening all rolled into one big ball of delicious anxiety.

What the hell was he supposed to do now?

2

The big announcement went by in a blur. If any Donovan