Her Billionaire Ceo Book 1 – Jewel Allen

“After Nashville, I’m going to assign someone else to you.” She let his words sink in. “To be my bodyguard?” “Yes.” A group of hikers jumped into the water, squealing and horseying around. She was glad for the noise. She didn’t like her thoughts jumbling up in her head. Suddenly, she felt inadequate, like maybe she’d done something, or said something to cause this change. “Why?” she asked. He gazed at her intently. “You know why.” “So you could be free of me?” “Yeah,” he said slowly.

“That’s it.” She turned her face, glad for her wild, long hair she could hide behind. She felt her throat tighten with tears. It felt as though he had just wrenched her heart open, laid it out and stomped on it. Yet isn’t this what she wanted—that he no longer would be part of her life? So why did she feel like bawling? She stood, turning away from him while putting on her clothes as quickly as she could.

She squirted a leave-in conditioner in her hand and massaged it into the strands of her hair. Then she roughly tried to brush through it, but it was too snarled, or maybe her hands were just so uncoordinated, they were trembling so much. He just wants to be rid of me. “Here, let me do it,” Luke said. Her hand stilled. Should I let him? An unbidden memory returned to her. Luke brushing her hair after her dad died. An act of kindness that melted her heart towards him.

She had forgotten about this, but now that image came rushing to her. It was dangerous, she shouldn’t… As she stood there in indecision, he plucked the brush from her hand. Her breath stilled. Just like the old days, he insisted and got his way. Gently, he brushed, then tugged at the snarls. In long, hypnotic movements, he pulled the bristles through her hair, all the way from her scalp to her hips.

JOIN JEWEL’S GEMS for all new release announcements, giveaways, and fun stories behind the books. Books in Her Billionaire CEO series: Her Billionaire Bodyguard Her Billionaire Prince Her Billionaire Cowboy Her Billionaire Spy Her Billionaire Santa OceanofPDF.com CHAPTER ONE Country superstar Madison Kay paused at the start of the tunnel leading to the wings at Dallas’ largest stadium. Two security employees were waiting for her in their yellow vests.

She hesitated, peering at their faces to make sure they were trustworthy. Goll, Madison, chill. As though she were in an echo chamber, she could hear the crowd making noise. They were revving up. All these strangers filling one place. Anonymous in the darkness. Like Frank Dell. Her stalker from a year ago. Frank had sent Madison weird letters over the years, but no one thought anything of it.

Not until he somehow broke in backstage and walked right up behind her. One moment, Madison was singing a ballad, the next moment, Frank was trying to drag her off the stage. He had papery dry palms. He smelled like a musty attic. When she pulled back, he put a gun to his head and told her he would pull the trigger if she didn’t go with him. The memory made her woozy.

She took a deep breath. You’ve got this, Madison. You’ve performed to thousands of people before. There’s security in case something were to happen. Of course this was possibly the biggest crowd she’d ever played to. She was crossing over to pop but she mostly sang country. That Nashville bunk. Her ex-boyfriend’s voice jarred her out of her positive place. She hadn’t thought about Luke Parker in a long time. She had been so in love with him until he showed his true colors.

If he could only see her now. She shoved aside his memory and focused on the concert, letting the security guys escort her up the tunnel. “Ready, Miss Kay?” the backstage crew manager asked her. “Ready.” She took the mic from him and strode onto the stage. The stadium erupted into deafening applause. Spotlights went crazy and the band exploded into a high-energy riff. The crowd’s enthusiasm was infectious. Madison’s spirits lifted as she belted out her first rocking tune.

She went through her playlist, alternating fast songs with her ballads. And then finally, she got to the end of her repertoire, her signature song, “Back When.” “I wrote this song five years ago,” Madison said. “I was thinking back to my childhood in Sunnyridge, Colorado. Anyone been there?” When some people cheered, she said, “Good, the rest of y’all stay home. We don’t want any more traffic.”

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