Bounded by Love

By Yolanda Williams

Asia Brooks thought she escaped her past, but little did she know it has caught up to her. Running away from her abusive boyfriend, she has moved from state to state until she finds herself in Charlotte, North Carolina, working as a security officer. As Asia tries to settle into a new life in a new city, she unexpectantly finds love from the one man she never would have thought, her boss.
Darnell Whitworth II is one of Forbes richest bachelors and has become Asias guardian angel without her knowledge. Knowing who she is the moment he laid eyes on her, Darnell secretly swore to protect her at all cost, and with that he devised a plan to get her closer to him. Not knowing the extent of Asias story, Darnell is drawn into a web of lies, seduction, and a ransom that could destroy his image and that of his family.
Will these two overcome the drama that is lurking around them, or will they both fall victims to it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781499075908

Yolanda Williams

Yolanda Williams was born and raised in Columbus, MS and is third of four children. As a child, she always had an imagination and talent for writing. It wasn’t until later as an adult she decided to pursue her writing talent and with that her first novel Bounded by Love was created. Yolanda now resides in Lithonia, Georgia with her baby, a Shih Tzu named Rock Diesel.

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Chapter 1

Asia had just gotten off work and was dog tired. Working the midnight shift as a security guard at the Hightower Building was taking its toll on her. Never did she ever think she would be stuck in a rut at this stage in her life. Asia always thought she would be married with 2.5 kids and a large home with the white picket fence by the time she hit thirty years old. Instead at thirty-two, she was single, childless, and lonely. Shaking off these thoughts, Asia unlocked the door to her two bedroom apartment and step into what look like hell.

Her living room was trashed and furniture was turned over. Asia, in shock, walked through her place examining everything trying to figure out who would do such a thing and how did they even get in until she felt the breeze coming from her dining room. Someone had broken in through the window. I can’t believe this shit Asia screamed as she dialed 911. She gave the information to the operator and continued through the apartment while waiting for the cops to show up.

Whoever did this to her place did a real number. There was graffiti painted on the wall in the hall. Glass was shattered everywhere. What possessions of hers that were not taken, were tossed all around. She immediately ran into her master bathroom when she remembered she had stashed some emergency cash inside the toilet. And of course that was gone. Shit, shit, shit she cried. What the fuck am I going to do now? Asia heard a knock on the door and ran to open it.

The police had finally arrived. They took a report and advised her to get the building maintenance to come and fix the window as soon as possible. She did as they advised. Jake the maintenance guy came by about an hour later and boarded up the window. He told her it would take a day or two for a new window pane to come in and once it arrive he would be back to repair it as well as repaint for her.

It took Asia about 3 hours to get her apartment cleaned and back in order. She was so tired she fell asleep while still in her uniform. She was startled out of her sleep by the sound of her phone. Damn I overslept! Her phone rang again and she quickly answered. Hello Asia, where the hell are you? asked the voice on the other end. You are supposed to be here. I’m sorry Dan. I came home to find my apartment broken into and was dealing with that. Give me an hour and I’ll be there. You need to get here fast! Mr. Whitworth is here and I’m not losing my job because of you! Dan screamed. Asia yelled out I’m on my way while frantically running around her room getting her things together. She quickly stripped out of her worn uniform and hopped into the shower. Asia dressed and was out the door within thirty minutes.

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Asia raced through the door of the Hightower building exactly one hour from her phone call from Dan. Panting as she entered the security office, Asia bumped into what she saw as a god. He was dressed in a blue pinstriped suit with a crisp white shirt and blue tie the same color as the suit. Asia could tell by the fit of the suit that his body was in great shape. Asia’s mouth watered as she looked the tall, dark, and handsome specimen up and down. He stood at 6’2", with broad shoulders. He had a well-defined jaw line, dark brown eyes, and full lips; a very handsome face. His complexion was the same color her coffee looked once she added her favorite creamer.

She was in such a trance at the site of the most beautiful man she had ever seen, that she didn’t realize the scowl he was giving her. Ms. Brooks, I don’t take too kindly of my employees coming to work late! Excuse me? Asia asked coming back to reality. And I definitely don’t like repeating myself he stated coldly to her. And who are you, exactly? Asia asked with an attitude. His stank attitude did not match his good looks, Asia thought to herself. I’m Darnell Whitworth, the owner of this building he exclaimed. And you are about to be out of a job if you don’t explain to me why you are just showing up! Asia looked in awe as she deciphered the words she’d just heard.

The man standing before her was nothing like she had imagined the Darnell Whitworth to look. The way people in the building spoke about him, she pictured him to be an old, white, crinkled up man and not this young, tall glass of chocolate.Wow. I’m so sorry, Mr. Whitworth. As I explained to Dan, I mean Sgt. Cook, when I got home from work this morning I found it had been broken into. I had to wait for the police to come and take a report and also for the maintenance guy of the building to come board up the window that they used to break in. I also had to clean up the place and that took forever. She continued, I was so tired after all of that I fell asleep in my uniform, not the one I have on now, but fell asleep and forgot to set my alarm.I’m never late. This just threw me off. It won’t happen again Asia said out of breath. Oh, I’m the one who’s sorry. Sgt. Cook didn’t tell me what happened Darnell said sounding sympathetic. Well, I’m glad you are alright and I’ll excuse you this time. Thank you, sir said Asia. Well, excuse me so I can get signed in and get to my post. Darnell stepped aside and Asia whisked passed him and into the equipment room where she signed in and grabbed her utility belt containing her company issued 9mm Smith and Wesson gun, magazines, handcuffs, and baton.

Darnell’s eyes roamed Asia’s body as she moved about the room getting herself together. He took notice of how well her pants clanged to her round booty and her shirt seemed to barely fit her D cup sized breasts. Darnell liked that Asia stood at about 5’5 and had a curvaceous body. When she turned around he saw a beautiful round face that held the biggest and prettiest hazel eyes and those dimples that came to life when she smiled at him. He was at a loss of words at the site of this chocolate drop that came walking towards him. He had to change his stance to keep his bulging erection out of her view. Little did he know it was too late. Asia had already peeped it and that was the reason for the smile on her face. Mr. Whitworth, have a good night Asia said as she sashayed past him heading to the lobby. Good night, Ms. Brooks."

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Once Asia was settled in at the lobby, she couldn’t help but to think about the man she just met. He was the epitome of a man. Fine as all get out and rich just the same, Asia’s juices began to flow onto her panties. Her thoughts quickly changed when she realized it was her boss she was daydreaming about. Girl, get yourself together. He can’t be interested in the help. He’s way out of your league Asia told herself. She sighed and thought of the men of her past. They all told her what she wanted to hear until they got what they wanted, her cookie, and then jetted. The one relationship she did have was with an abusive alcoholic that she ran away from late one night.

Greg Blackmon was the love of Kayla’s life, or so she thought. She met him one night while hanging out with her girls, Sharon and Jessica. They were having a ladies night out and decided to go to Vision’s Night Club, the hottest club in Atlanta at the time. They were standing by the bar trying to order drinks when Kayla felt a hand on her butt. She turned around to