CHOSEN BY THE BILLIONAIRE (bwwm interracial billionaire romance) Read Online Free PDF

“What about Connor? he seemed okay” asked Tahlia as she passed me a shot glass full of tequila. We clinked glasses and tossed them back.  

    “Thanks, I needed that!” I replied giggling as the tequila instantly made my head light “Connor’s just…he’s boring! he’s aint got any game either”.

    We were discussing my love life or rather lack of one. I’d been single eight months now since my first proper relationship had ended, I’d been left for another woman and it stung. I had been heart broken for a while but now I was ready to get out there again and meet someone who would sweep my off my feet. The problem was I couldn’t help but find flaws in every guy I met - they were either too eager to get in my pants or didn’t show me enough attention and my patience was dwindling.  

    It was new years eve and we were heading to the hottest party. It was at the elusive Brayden Cooper's mansion - a hot young millionaire who made his fortune on the web as a teenager. To be honest I hadn’t heard of him before Tahlia mentioned the party but since then I’d been briefed a little about who he was and what he represented. He was a big shot I guess, an equality activist and a human rights lawyer. That’s the kind of man I wanted - someone who fought for freedom. I heard he was also incredibly sexy.
     
    The party was up in the hills, an area reserved for the rich and famous with views that captured the entire city, it was totally exclusive but Tahlia’s boyfriend just happens to have the right connections and scored us some invites. I was kind of nervous, I didn’t really care much for parties, especially where I wouldn’t know anyone, but Tahlia begged me to go along with her and promised to be my wing woman in case there were any potential matches for me. She was desperate to hook me up with someone, since she was about to get hitched herself.  

    “You’re too fussy Aleysha, not everyone is perfect but they could be perfect for you…if you just gave them a chance!” said Tahlia while she looked in the mirror, her black figure hugging dress clung to her perfectly placed curves - she looked amazing. “What do you think?” she asked looking at me for approval.

    “You look hot - like you always do you lucky bitch! I still don’t know what to wear though, this just feels wrong” I gestured at what I was wearing - a frumpy grey ill fitted dress.

    “That’s because it is wrong! you gotta show a little skin babe, you gotta show off that amazing booty of yours too!” she rummaged through the clothes hanging in my wardrobe before pulling out a white body con dress I’d bought last season but never had the guts to actually wear “This is what you’re wearing” she said throwing it at me.

    I put the dress on and stared at myself in the mirror. The contrast of the white against my dark ebony skin was a nice comparison for sure but I wasn’t sure if I liked it - I didn’t like attention and this dress was something that would definitely turn heads. My cleaving looked good though, it showed just the right amount without making me look like a total skank.

    “Yes! That’s the one, you look amazing, no man will be able to resist you tonight” Tahlia squealed at me. “Just one thing though” She reached for the back of my head and removed the bobby pins keeping my tight curls in order so it fell down around my shoulders. “Much better, now were good to go!”.

    I loved Tahlia’s enthusiasm, it was a definite confidence booster being around her, she was positive and full of energy. In a way it’s strange we became best friends since I’m almost the opposite of her - I’m shy, I’m awkward and I’m sure my lack of confidence is pretty noticable. Despite our differences Tahlia and I have been best friends since 1st grade and now fresh out of college we were still inseparable.  

    “How do you know Cory’s the one for you?” I asked Tahlia “I mean you guys are great together, I can tell you