Billionaire Benefactor (Steamy Erotic Sleep Story)

Michael Somner is a powerful billionaire, who regularly entertains wealthy magnates, closes million-dollar deals, and cultivates an international real estate empire. The secret to his success? His control. From his outstanding business acumen to his caution when mixing work and pleasure, he prides himself on his unwavering composure—in the face of adversity or when presented with temptation.

But when an echo of the past flickers onto his iPhone e-mail app, old memories ripple over his façade.

Her name was Simone, a French actress. Over a decade ago, he had met her in a coffee shop and instantly fell in love with her charms. It didn’t matter that she already had a daughter—Cloe—a little girl whom Michael had paid little attention. All that mattered was that he was deeply in love. Yet, on the cusp of marriage, Michael’s heart was wrenched away from him twice: first, when Simone was killed with her co-star in a boating accident, and, second, when it came to light that she had been having an affair with that same co-star.

Michael could have sent Cloe back to France or cast her into the foster care system, but instead, for whatever reason, he pitied the girl. He became her legal guardian, provided her a home in Southern California and made allowances for the best education money could buy, then departed for New York to forget his past.

Now, Cloe had caught up to him. According to the e-mail sent by the au pair he had hired to raise the girl, she had started “acting out,” claiming that by being eighteen she could do as she pleased. He resolves to set her straight and books a flight to California.

But what he discovers as she sleeps soundly, half-entangled in her sheets, is that she looks remarkably like her mother: Her svelte body, her upturned nose, the smattering of freckles across her cheeks, her sooty lashes, her lush hair, her full lips.

Something stirs within Michael as this girl—his ward—unconsciously does what Wall Street tycoons, government regulators, seductive assistants, and tabloid journalists had all failed to accomplish.

A soft moan. A gentle stir.

He was losing control.