My Billionaire Books

Sequels

I’m not a huge fan of books in a series, unless each book is a complete episode, with a continuing minor backstory, so that I can stop reading at any point without the need to know what happens in the next book.  That’s why I watch shows like Law & Order, CSI & NCIS, but don’t watch soap operas.  But I’ve noticed that readers always demand to know more about the characters they’ve enjoyed reading about, ones who have somehow touched them.

Readers have long demanded to know more about the characters in Curves for the Billionaire.  I’ve just published The Billionaire’s Payment and have already had a few request for more, although both stories have HEA endings.  Readers are curious about the workings of the characters’ minds and have also inquired about minor characters.  I spend a lot of time thinking up my characters, but ultimately what appears on the page is less than a third of what is in my head.  I create these characters and have to know all their weaknesses and strengths to show the most significant of them to the reader.  Scenes which occur between them – a candlelit dinner, a dance in the moonlight, may not find their way onto the page if they are not significant or necessary to advance the story.  And yet some readers crave that kind of information.

So, since I have already published both books and many readers have found them satisfying reads, I have decided to address issues I deliberately glossed over for those readers who are curious to know more.  If you have read, or will read either of these billionaire books and enjoyed them as they are, there’s absolutely no need to buy the new books I’m planning.  At the end of both books, the characters declared their love for each other and the readers know that they are on the road to happy ever after.  For me, that’s enough when I’m reading a book and will probably be for most of you.  If it’s not, you’ll be pleased to know that I’m planning to write the following books in the coming months:

Curves for the Billionaire 2:  will pick up where Curves for the Billionaire left off.  Readers find out if Samantha is pregnant and how that will affect their marriage of convenience.  Samantha will have to cope with the reality of being a fuller-figured wife of a wealthy, prominent man who women will try to steal right in front of her eyes, dismissing her as little or no competition.  Zachary’s relationship with his mother will be further explored.  

Curves for the Billionaire 3: Samantha’s friend Fiona was a blast to write.  Readers loved her feistiness and her loyalty.  High Speed Curves is her story and one reason for it being a separate story is the fact that it’s going to be erotica, not erotic romance!  I couldn’t write a straight romance about Fiona.

The Billionaire’s Payment 2: will give readers a chance to experience the remaining six days and nights that Shakira spend with Jared in his hotel suite.

The Billionaire’s Payment 3: will pick up from where we leave them in the first book, but after the simple ceremony in India.  While Jared sets about making good his promise of throwing his wife the most lavish wedding London has seen, Shakira will finally face up to her tormentor, her mother Nadira.  Boosted by Jared’s love, Shakira is stronger, more confident, but is she ready to take on the slim, beautiful, poised woman who is everything Shakira thinks she’s not?  And knowing how desperate for money her spendthrift parents now are as they’re forced to live on a monthly pension which they find inadequate but most British households would live on in luxury, can she trusts their efforts at reconciliation?  This will be a separate book to allow readers to read this after The Billionaire’s Payment, but skip The Billionaire’s Payment 2 as it covers events that happened in the same time frame as The Billionaire’s Payment.

The Billionaire's Payment

Excerpt

This was his lifeblood, damn it!  Every member of staff was like family and David, who had been around since his grandfather’s time, was more so than most. 

This was his lifeblood, damn it!  Every member of staff was like family and David, who had been around since his grandfather’s time, was more so than most.

“Come in,” he ordered at the brisk knock on his door.

“Jared?  I thought our meeting was scheduled for tomorrow at…” the older man’s voice trailed off as he realized that something was wrong.

“Don’t I pay you enough, David?” Jared asked without preamble, his voice deathly cold.

“Of course you do, Jared.”

“Then tell me, David, why did you feel the need to steal my money?”

“Jared, I apologize.  I needed the funds urgently.  I promise I was going to pay you back.”

“I don’t see how you would have paid the money back when you have spent the last two and a half months fiddling the accounts and showing less than full occupancy.” Jared took a deep breath and tried to rein in his anger.  “Why didn’t you just come to me for a loan?”

The older man bowed his head and didn’t answer.  If he had boldly written a cheque for himself and cashed it, Jared would have been annoyed that he had done so without his permission, but it would have seemed like a loan or an advance of salary.  Instead the man had had set up a bogus company and had had one in every ten credit and debit card payments put through to it with a special card reader he had somehow managed to procure.  The planning and the sophistication of the crime staggered Jared.  It spoke of someone with a criminal mastermind, one whom he wasn’t sure he could trust to be around his operations.

“Not only are you fired,” he threatened.  “I intend to prosecute you for every last penny!”  

“Please, Jared, I have a daughter—”

“You should have thought of her before you stole my money,” Jared interrupted ruthlessly.  But, then he queried, his brow creasing in puzzlement, “I thought you only had two young sons.”

“I have a daughter too.  She’s a little older.”

“What does she have to do with this?  Is she in trouble?  On drugs?  Did you steal my money to finance her habit?”

“No. No,” the man denied.  “What I meant was that you and I could come to some arrangement.”

“What are you suggesting?”  Jared didn’t think that the man was suggesting what he thought he was suggesting.  No, no parent would do that to a child, would they?

“She’s as beautiful as my wife and still a virgin.”

Against his will Jared felt his pulse quicken.  The man’s wife was a former Miss India and was still beautiful enough to stop conversation dead when she walked into a room.  She was reed slender and tall, with fine, silky, softly-waving hair that reached past her bottom.  David, though twenty-two years older, was a good looking man.  Their child could be nothing but spectacular.  Yet, something didn’t add up, unless…

“How old is she?” he demanded softly.  If on top of thievery, the man thought he, Jared, was a defiler of underage girls, he would carry out the earlier threat of dismissal that he’d  issued only as a warning.

“Twenty-three.”

“Twenty-three and a virgin?”  Jared tried hard not to laugh.  Did he look like a fool?  “I doubt that very much!”

“I promise you she is.  She’s very shy.”

“How do you know she will be willing?  I don’t want to feel like I’m raping any woman.”  

Jared couldn’t believe that he was actually pursuing the ridiculous conversation, but suddenly he felt an urgent need to meet the paragon of virtue.  He hadn’t been on the hunt for pussy in ages—rather pussy had hunted him—it would be exciting to stalk one that was trying to evade him.  He wouldn’t seduce her if she was unwilling, but the thought of the chase and the eventual capture made the blood heat in his veins.
 
“She’s always been an obedient child,” the older man confidently assured him.  “She will do whatever I ask.”