Building Billions - Part 2

By: Lexy Timms

Building Billions, Volume 2

Building Billions Part 2 Blurb


It was only supposed to be one night.

Except making out with your boss when his girlfriend walks into his office, doesn’t sound as innocent as it seems.

Maybe Jimmy’s ex-girlfriend has a bit of a grudge against them. Maybe running into them a week later out together only fuels the fire and her determination to take them down. And if not them, at least Jimmy’s company.

For Ashley, focusing on work is a lot better than looking at social media. She’s good with numbers—it’s her thing—and when she can’t figure out why the numbers aren’t lining up for the company, she starts investigating.

When the truth comes out, Jimmy doesn’t believe her.

How much are you willing to risk for the one you love?

Like the hit song, LOVE HURTS.

Chapter 1


(One Week Later)

Big Steps was on the up and up, and it seemed my wedding ring was doing wonders. Men no longer questioned whether I was a commitment man during a dinner meeting or in an investor meeting. No one was asking me who I’d married as of yet—probably assuming—and I never offered the information out.

Except I knew what my actual lucky charm was. I could blame it on the ring all I wanted to, but having Ashley officially at my side was the best thing that could’ve happened to me. To my company too.

We’d been seeing each other officially for an entire week. And while having her around was doing wonders for my disposition, it did make work an exercise in restraint. Looking up and seeing her office right there was hard. There were moments when I imagined striding into her space, locking the door, and having my way with her on top of her desk with the sun sinking below the skyline and her beautiful skin lit up with the decadent colors of the sunset.

She was a distraction of the best kind.

I looked up and saw her head down, furiously jotting down something. Numbers or equations. Possibly notes. She’d had her meeting with Mr. Matthews that I had sat in on, and she’d handled herself with a poise any woman would’ve been envious of. She was gentle but firm in her talking points. Mr. Matthews either needed to commit to a quarterly donation like the rest of the investors or there would have to be a fee that was enacted every time one of his checks failed to clear. Ashley clearly outlined all the heartache his pending checks put us through and the fees that came along with dipping into accounts we shouldn’t be drawing from.

She was direct with her numbers, great with her eye contact, and just gentle enough to wear down Mr. Matthews’ walls. Not only did she get him to commit to a quarterly investment, she also got him to commit to a minimum quarterly investment that was ten thousand dollars more than he was paying originally.

The woman had no idea what she was capable of.

“Miss Ternbeau?”

I watched Ashley look up at me as she held her office phone to her ear.

“Yes, Mr. Sheldon?”

“Could you come into my office at your earliest convenience? I’ve got some things I want to pass your way.”

“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” she said.

I watched her put her phone down as she grinned and shook her head. She finished up what she was doing while I leaned back in my chair and watched her. I loved it when her red hair piled in her face. Hell, I loved it when she wore it down in general. She was doing more of that now. She still wore a hair tie around her wrist, but for the past week, she had worn her hair down.

And part of me was convinced it was specifically for me.

“You wanted to see me?” Ashley asked.

“Close my door, please. This meeting is private,” I said.

She turned around and closed the door as I got up and strode over to her.

“So, what’s this super-secret—?”

I muffled her sentiment with a kiss. My hand pressed into the small of her back as her hands smoothed up my chest. I closed my eyes and felt her fist my coat. That small little action proved to me she wanted my body closer. I pressed her quietly against my closed office door, my hand snaking down her ass and cupping just the slightest handful.

But when I opened my eyes and broke the kiss, she had an almost pained look on her face.

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