Billionaire Brothers 2 : Love Has A Name Read Online Free PDF Page B

I fought, the more I realized that the reason I was reactive to all he said and did was because I was begrudgingly attracted to him. And I didn’t relish that thought, not one bit. If I wanted to get rid of him, my best choice would be to let him have his way today. Should I continue to fight, I’d have to deal with him tomorrow and the day after that and the day after that. And I wasn’t sure how long I’d be able to hold control of my inexplicable attraction to him.
    On a sigh, I stopped at the exit of the parking lot to turn around, but at that very second Lovello pulled up his car next to me and wordlessly leaned over from the driver’s seat and pushed open the passenger door. The cocky bastard knew I would’ve stopped eventually, didn’t he?
    Bearing a complacent smile, sprinkled with a dash of arrogance, he slipped on his aviators when I got in and floored the gas so hard that my body was forced back into the chocolate-brown leather seat of his Bugatti Veyron.
     
    Once we were in traffic, Lovello’s attempts to strike up a conversation were futile, as I remained completely unresponsive.
    “The more you sulk, the longer this day will be, you know,” he said, his eyes on the road as he sexily maneuvered the vehicle. “You’ve got work to do and I, well, I can do whatever I want.”
    “I can do whatever the hell I want, too,” I retorted. “It’s my gym.”
    “Ah, but you see, you have classes to instruct. So you can’t really dally around on time now, can you?”
    He was saved by the ring of his cellphone from the venom words that I was about to spit at him.
    “Nelson,” he answered. “No, I’m busy. Cancel it … No … Do I need to explain myself to anyone, Carla? … Good.” He dropped the phone in his lap and looked over at me. His aviators hid his eyes but his cockiness was still there in the car. “See?”
    I opened my mouth and a scoff flew out. “And you think I can’t cancel a class, too?”
    “Let me see you try.”
    “Of course I ca — oh, wait a minute! This is just another one of your tricks and I’m not falling for it. I’m not canceling my class so you can purposely prolong this lunch. Save those brain games for your clueless bimbos, Pretty Boy.”
    Lovello chuckled, the sound of his masculine voice filling the car and resonating deep inside me. “Seems I’m gonna have to step my game up with you, Axia. You’re a lot smarter than I thought.”
    Before I could make a quip, his phone went off again. “Sup, baby girl?” he crooned down the line. “Heading out to lunch with a friend … Oh shit, I know, I forgot again … Okay, okay, would you stop cussing me out, please? You know I can’t sleep when you’re mad at me … Uh, actually I’m about a minute away from your building. I’ll just pass by now.”
    After he ended the call, he said nothing more to me, so I made a show of wiping the back of my hand across my forehead and saying, “Phew! Does this mean I’m finally set free from this lunch date?”
    Lovello glanced at me and his eyebrow raised over the rim of his shades. “No.”
    “Lookie here, Pretty Boy, you’re not gonna stop at your girl’s house and leave me to wait for you in your car while you run inside for a little slap and tickle. I’m a woman, not a girl. You manipulated me into this lunch, so take me to lunch. Or I swear to God that while you’re in your girl’s warmth releasing sperm, your expensive tires will be releasing warm air.”
    Lovello erupted into such an infectious laughter that I struggled to keep a serious expression. He pulled over to the curb of a building with the marquee, France’s Fashion House HQ , and sat back in his seat still chuckling. His skin tone was a glowing warm-gold against the chocolate-brown of his car seat. And his hair, now dry, had restored its natural unkempt look.
    Dios, he was beautiful.
    Removing his aviators and pinning me with his gaze, he asked, “Are you jealous? I thought you said you didn’t like