The Playboy Billionaire (The Romero Brothers, Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

walking beside
her, had a smooth grin on his face as he followed suit and paused. “Something
the matter?” he asked casually, looking more amused than anything.
    “You were about to fire me? W-why?” Blue
could not control the flutter inside her belly. Her heart was beating erratically.
    “Because I didn’t think it would be a good
idea for us to work together. I didn’t think we’d have the right…working
chemistry.”
    “And what changed your mind?” Blue asked,
as they both continued to walk through the vineyard pathway.
    “I overheard your conversation with Venus,
one of our finest workers. I was impressed as to your interest in her knowing
she was working at reception, before you found out she was working on her
masters and working in the vineyard.”
    “Oh?” Blue flushed. She felt heat rise to
her cheeks, yet it had nothing to do with the summer sun beaming overhead.
    “You can tell a lot about a person by not
how they treat the wealthy and perceived powerful, but how they treat those who
aren't. Some, probably most, people don’t even think of talking to the cleaners
or frontline workers with such intrigue and respect. I like that about you,
Blue.” His voice was authoritative and sharp. She could not quite read his
emotion but he was impressed with her.
    “Wow, you really do sum up a person rather
quickly.”
    “In life, you have to. It’s too short to go
through a long haul. I’m a to-the-point , do-it-now
person. I’ve no time to waste. I want something , I get it now . Period.”
    “Oh.”
    “My grandfather always taught us that
personality can open many doors, but it is character that will keep those doors
open.”
    Inwardly, Blue felt relieved. So she wasn’t
going to be fired from this job after all. That was a good thing. She would
certainly be able to pay for Courtney’s tuition this fall. Oh, thank you, God!
    But now she had another matter to deal
with. Sexy-as-sin Zack Romero. Officially, her new boss.
    “I was also intrigued by what you did what
covering that Eli Christopher case.”
    Blue felt her heart turn over in her chest.
She remembered that case. A young man had gone missing and so had a few
thousand dollars. They suspected he had stolen the funds from his employer and
left the country. But her gut was telling her otherwise. She dug up a lot of
information on Eli's background and realized the man had a hard life and had
been in and out of the foster care system, but there was something in his eyes
that touched Blue when she interviewed him once before the fiasco. She kept digging
for the truth. Even after his arrest, by doing some investigative reporting,
what she uncovered was that he was an immigrant who was set up by his employer
to take the fall. The poor guy thought he wouldn’t stand a chance and fled. He
had been taking care of his disabled mother and little brother on his modest
income. Because of what she uncovered, the truth was revealed and Eli's employer
went to prison for embezzling funds.
    “Well, you know me,” she said, sheepishly.
Embarrassed that Zack had taken the time to do his due diligence as to her reporting
history and background. But she also felt a pang of longing. Deep, gut wrenching loneliness settled over her heart for far too
long. One could be in a relationship as she had been with Elliot and still feel
alone. Elliot never really cared for her or cared much about how her day at
work went or how she felt. They never truly conversed. But
Zack? He was only her boss, yet Blue felt that ease around her heart
that he actually, genuinely cared about her work and how she felt. It was odd
to think it but she felt a little connection with him. She was comfortable and
satisfied in telling him about the things that mattered to her. That meant the
world to Blue .
    “I try to get to the heart of the story,”
she continued.
    “And that’s what makes you unique. Most
reporters would have just left it at that. Why did you probe further?”
    “Because