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  Storm BREAKS LOOSE

  The Billionaire President -

  A Dark Alpha Billionaire Romance

  Sarah Brooks

  Copyright © 2015 by Sarah Brooks

  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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  Matthew

  Everything was about to move at a very fast pace and Kayla was going to have to get on board. Whether she liked it or not, we needed to decide things as soon as possible.

  “What are we doing Matthew?” she asked me as I pulled down a side road.

  “We need to talk,” I said.

  Kayla looked nervous and I wanted to calm her fears, but I had something planned that I thought she was really going to enjoy. Life had put her into my lap and now life was pushing things forward faster than I thought. But I knew I had to take this step if I wanted to assure my political future.

  “Um, why are we in the middle of the woods?” she asked as she nervously looked around.

  It made me laugh how nervous she was. Did she think I was going to murder her or something like that? We were simply driving out to one of my favorite spots in the area. It was where I went when I needed to get away from everyone and things. It was where I intended to tell Kayla something very important.

  “Just relax, we are almost there,” I said as I reached over and tried to hold her hand.

  She pulled back from me at first, but I didn’t accept that. We were going to have this conversation whether she liked it or not. My plan was intricate and I had so many more steps to take before I reached its conclusion and Kayla was coming with me on this journey. There was no way around it. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

  As we came up over the hill, the trees thinned and we could see the beautiful view of the lake. I drive down close to it and put the vehicle in park as I got out and walked around to her door.

  “Why are we here Matthew?” she asked as she looked around.

  “It’s beautiful here isn’t it?” I said. “Come with me, I want to take you somewhere.”

  I held out my hand for her to grab so I could walk with her. The path that led to my favorite spot was just about a quarter of a mile long and I needed to bring Kayla up there. The top of the hill that overlooked the lake on one side and Washington D.C. on the other was the epitome of what I felt like my life was at that moment.

  On one side I had the politics of Washington D.C. with all of its back stabbing and political agendas. Then on the other side of my life I had this beautiful oasis with Kayla. I felt like I was standing at the top of that hill and had to choose a side. But I couldn’t choose a side, there had to be a compromise that is what Kayla and I were going to talk about.

  “Matthew, I don’t know what you are doing, but I don’t want to be out here. Can we please just go back?” Kayla said as she stood next to the vehicle.

  “Nope,” I said as I lifted her up over my shoulder and started to carry her down the path to my favorite spot.

  “Matthew!” Kayla screamed. “Stop it. What are you doing?”

  “I’m taking you somewhere. If you’re not going to walk on your own, I’ll carry you.”

  She continued to fight with me as I carried her all the way up the hill to the spot at the top. I didn’t care that I was in my suit and dress shoes. We had to have this conversation before we went to the White House later that morning. Everything between us needed to be decided so I could talk with the President before he made his announcement.

  The news I had received was that the President had made his decision and was going to appoint me as his Vice President. It was going to be announced later that day but first I had to meet with him to discuss the specifics that morning.

  I couldn’t discuss my future with the President until I had figured out my future with Kayla. She was now intertwined with me and I had to be clear on where we were before I made such a big leap in my political career.

  “Matthew Storm, if you don’t put me down right now I’m going to poke my fingers in your eyeballs,” Kayla screamed.

  Laughter thrust out of my body and I couldn’t keep it together another moment. Kayla was such a firecracker. She was so full of energy I could hardly keep a straight face as long as I had.

  “Okay, okay, I’m putting you down,” I said as I placed her on the ground near the picnic table that overlooked both the city and the lake. “Now, can you calm down a little?” I said as I continued to laugh at her outrageousness.

  “No, I’m not going to calm down. I have no idea what we are doing out here in the middle of nowhere but I think we could have had this conversation at my apartment. There is no need for us to be out here.”

  “I think there is a reason to be out here,” I said.

  “What Matthew? Why on earth would we need to drive out to the middle of nowhere just to have a conversation?”

  “Isn’t it beautiful?”

  Kayla was so wrapped up in being angry at me that she hadn’t looked around at all. When she finally calmed down enough to look around, she seemed really confused as to why I had brought her there.

  “Yes, it’s pretty,” she said as she looked around.

  I got down on one knee and pulled out the light blue box from Tiffany’s Jewelry store as I waited for her to turn around.

  “Michaela Wilson, will you marry me?”

  Kayla

  “What? No!” I said as I grabbed his arm and tried to pull him back up to the standing position. “I thought you were bringing me out here to kill me.”

  Matthew broke into laughter as he continued to hold the ring out for me to look at. Oh, what a ring it was. The emerald cut diamond looked to be at least three karats large and it sparkled amazingly in the light of the day.

  The moment was so utterly confusing to me. After watching Mathew exchange money with that man the other day and then seeing him get angry with me the night before; I just didn’t know what to believe anymore. I didn’t think I could trust him at all, but as I thought about all of the events of the past few weeks I didn’t know if it was just my paranoia that was making it hard for me to trust Matthew. The lines were so blurred between what I actually knew and what I was speculating had happened over the last few weeks.

  “I’m not getting up until you say yes,” he insisted.

  “Well you’re going to be there for a really long time,” I said as I sat down on the picnic table. “I’m not marrying you. That’s crazy.”

  As I sat at the table, Matthew continued to stay on one knee and held the ring out for me to look at. Sooner or later he would stand up, right? But one minute turned into five and then five minutes turned into ten minutes. I had no idea if he was really going to stay kneeled down but I wasn’t about to agree to marry the man ju
st because he was stubborn.

  “I read an article once that if you stay kneeling on your kneecap for too long, you can totally dislocate it. Will you carry me back down the hill if I can’t walk?”

  “Nope,” I said as I tried to keep a straight face.

  “I am getting old you know, this probably isn’t very healthy for me.”

  “Then you should get up.”

  “Not until you say yes.”

  “Or you could stay down there,” I said as I turned in my seat to enjoy the view of the city.

  I couldn’t look at Matthew another minute. He looked adorable and pitiful all at the same time. I appreciated his gesture but there was no way I was marrying the man. I actually was afraid to death that he was going to murder me when he brought me out to the woods. I still felt like I couldn’t trust him at all and I certainly didn’t feel like we knew each other well enough to get engaged. I had to draw a line somewhere and getting married was the line I was going to draw.

  The problem was that Matthew was extremely stubborn; I could imagine that he was going to stay down on that knee for as long as he could possibly handle it. When he wanted something he went all out and I knew that first hand.

  But I wasn’t going to tell him I would marry him. That was something I just couldn’t do. I felt like everything between us was still so confusing and chaotic and there was so much going on with work. Maybe in a few months, we could discuss it.

  I tried to hold out and not look back at him, but as my will power faded and I glanced at him struggling through the pain. I finally had to offer him a compromise. It was clear by the look on his face that he intended to stay there until he fell over in pain; or I agreed to marry him.

  “Matthew, I can’t marry you. But I will consider your proposal and we can discuss it again in a few months. Now will you please get up off the ground before you hurt yourself?”

  Matthew hesitated for a moment as he contemplated my offer. It certainly wasn’t a yes, but at least, it wasn’t a no either. I reached my hand out to help him up. He was going to have to accept what I was giving him. We could continue to move forward and talk about things again in a few months. I didn’t see a need to rush things along and I certainly wasn’t ready for marriage.

  “Put the ring on,” he said before he would get up.

  “No! That would be like saying yes. I can’t wear that ring if I haven’t agreed to marry you.”

  “Just put it on for me for now, you can take it off when we get back to the vehicle. Will you do that, please?”

  What harm could come from putting the ring on out there in the middle of nowhere? I decided that I would continue my compromise and I held out my ring finger so Matthew could put the ring on me.

  His face beamed with excitement as he slid the ring down over my knuckle and it seemed to fit perfectly. It was such a beautiful ring and I couldn’t help but admire it for a moment after it was on my finger. But there was no way I was going to keep wearing it.

  “I’m taking it off when we get to the car,” I said as I watched Matthew struggle to get up off the ground.

  “That’s perfectly fine,” Matthew said as he stared at me.

  “Why are you staring?”

  “Because you are so beautiful.”

  I could tell the look in Matthew’s eyes and it instantly made me look around the wooded area to see who else might be around there. There were no other cars parked near the lake and no signs of any other people around at all.

  “No way, not here,” I said as I saw his eyes narrow in on me.

  He took one large step toward me and wrapped his arms around me as his deep brown eyes penetrated into me. God, he was so damn sexy it was hard to imagine him not being in my life.

  Matthew Storm was dangerous, sexy, smart and soon to be the next Vice President of the United States of America. I had to stop and realize that it was a pretty sweet deal that he wanted me to marry him.

  Perhaps my ideals of marriage and weddings were a little old fashioned.

  If I married Matthew, it would change my life entirely. There was no doubt in my mind that I would have access to the dreams I had always wanted for myself. Not to mention, I firmly believed that Matthew was going to become President someday soon. If I did say yes to him down the road, it would mean more than just saying yes because I loved him. Saying yes would also give me the political listening power that millions of women dreamed of.

  “Yes, here,” Matthew said as his lips touched mine gently.

  I couldn’t tell from one day to the next which version of Matthew I was going to have, but the one that was there with me on top of that hill was the one I liked best. He was away from the politics and seemed so much more genuine than when we were in the city.

  Things were weird between us, but what couples didn’t have some weirdness? It was ours to own and ours to do with as we pleased. I liked Matthew and I felt powerful and independent around him. He was the type of man that I had never even thought to dream about, but there he was right on that hill with me.

  His hands moved down to my skirt and I felt him inching it up higher and higher as we kissed. The firm pressure of his fingers enticed me to agree with his exhibitionist ideas. We always had such great sexual chemistry; it was something I knew would drive whatever kind of relationship we decided to have. I liked that. I liked the idea of marrying a man who I got to have amazing sex with all the time.

  “Give me three months,” I said between kisses with Matthew.

  “Okay.”

  “I’m serious. I don’t want any more mention of this marriage stuff for three months.”

  “Okay,” Matthew again agreed as his hands moved to unbuttoning my blouse.

  “You’re not even listening to me,” I said as I lifted his chin up to look at me.

  He forced his chin back down and finished opening my blouse up and then quickly pulled my breast out of my bra and sucked on it. His warm lips were delightful compared to the cool breeze that was going on around us.

  “Matthew, are you listening? Three months.”

  “Mmmm….yes… I got it…three months…” he said as he sucked on my nipple. “Now can I have you?”

  His eyes looked up at me with a longing that seemed so distant. We had just fucked on the counter in my apartment the night before. But it had been awhile since I felt connected and close to him.

  “Yes,” I whispered as I let my body relax and enjoy the feeling of his lips wrapped around me.

  He didn’t hesitate a moment before his fingers were pulling my panties down and playing with my body to get me ready for him. Slowly he lowered me back to the picnic table and I looked up into the brilliant blue sky as his lips made their way down my stomach and to my wetness.

  With delightful precision Matthew teased me and I felt my breath getting faster with each flick of his tongue. My body pulled back and tightened as he moved his tongue faster and faster to excite me. Soon I felt my body riveted with a need to have him inside me.

  I wanted to feel the pressure of his body thrusting inside of mine while the breeze of the morning moved all around us. Then as if he had read my mind, Matthew unzipped himself and stood positioned between my goose bump covered legs.

  His intense gaze wasn’t fixated on my breasts or my body, but instead, he looked attentively into my eyes as he entered me. Slowly his body moved with mine until I had taken him all the way in.

  Never did Matthew falter with his gaze. He continued to search my eyes for the longing I had for him as I searched his for his desire for me. There we were, two people that were once strangers; but now felt connected by life and love. It was a beautiful moment as we made love there in the wilderness.

  I’m sure Matthew would have preferred if I had agreed to his plans for marriage. But I still felt the soft sensual love that he had for me and I did see him in a clearer light than I had before. None of us were perfect and Matthew certainly was no different, but I wasn’t perfect either.

  I had tried to s
educe Senator Masson and had almost slept with the man. I knew very well that any of us could make mistakes, but together I felt like Matthew and I did have the ability to offset each other’s weaknesses and work together better than anyone else around.

  Surely he could be a dangerous man to his enemies. But I surrendered to the idea that his danger toward those people actually excited me. His enemies were out for blood and Matthew was a protector who wouldn’t allow them to have it. He outsmarted them and prevented the people he thought were evil from having what they desired. Instead, Matthew made sure he did whatever was necessary so he could have what he desired.

  As we both exploded with our delightful desire, the thought crossed my mind that I may always be safe with Matthew. I was the one he desired. I was part of his plan for his life. If he did have an evil side, it wouldn’t come near me; it would protect me to the death.

  Just as long as I stayed on Matthew’s good side, I realized that I would always have what I wanted. I would have Matthew, work, money, and success. Matthew treated the people he liked very well. I could certainly see that in all that he did.

  Now the only question I needed to decide was if Matthew and what he offered was indeed what I wanted out of life. One thing I was sure of; once I said yes to Matthew I wouldn’t be able to deny him again. I could only say yes to him if I were willing to go at this life 100% with him. There was no halfway with a man like Matthew. It was all or nothing.

  As we made our way back down to the vehicle, I couldn’t help but look around and see the beauty of the location Matthew had chosen. The city on one side and the country on the other; it was certainly fitting to both him and I.

  ***

  “Where are we going?” I asked as we got back into the city.

  Instead of turning toward the office, Matthew appeared to be going to the White House. My heart pounded as we pulled up to the security gate and handed them our identification. There was no time to prepare, no time to think about what was going on. We were there and going inside the gates.