The White Billionaire's Baby (BWWM Interracial Romance) Read online

  THE

  WHITE BILLIONAIRE'S

  BABY

  An Interracial BWWM Romance By..

  LENA SKYE

  Summary

  Kyle & Camille were both stunned to hear the news that Kyle has a son. They have been through so much and managed to survive every challenge but could this be the straw that break's the camels back for the happy couple?

  Copyright Notice

  Lena Skye

  The White Billionaire's Baby © 2014, Lena Skye

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

  This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.

  Contents

  #Chapter1

  #Chapter2

  #Chapter3

  #Chapter4

  #Chapter5

  #Chapter6

  #Chapter7

  #Chapter8

  #Chapter9

  FREE BOOKS & UPDATES

  Heyyy

  Thank you so much for buying my book, it really means a lot.

  If you want to know about my new books as soon as they land and also get a freebie or 2 on special occasions then please visit my website and subscribe to my updates.

  www.LenaSkye.com

  Peace, Love & High Heels

  Lena xx

  Other Popular Lena Skye Books

  Pretty Fly For A White Guy

  He is cute. He is sexy. He is confident. He is charming. He is Kenneth, a white man and the love of Nicole's life. However, it has been over a year since they were together officially and all signs are suggesting it is over for good between them. The fact he is now dating her ex-best friend is just the tip of the iceberg.

  Can she ever get over him and find happiness with someone else? Or should she fight for the man she believes she is meant to be with?

  Out Now On Kindle!

  **

  #Chapter1

  “I want you to be a father to your son”

  Jane

  My entire body froze when I heard what Sarah told me through the phone. I hadn’t heard from Jane in years, and now she had emerged with life changing news.

  “I’m on my way down,” I said quickly before I hung up.

  “Babe is everything okay?” Camille asked with a concerned expression on her face.

  “I don’t know. A woman is downstairs saying that she wants me to meet my son,” I said honestly.

  Her eyebrow raised,” What?”

  “Just give me a minute please, I need to go downstairs and figure this out,” I said as I quickly finished buttoning my shirt.

  “I’m so confused right now.”

  “That makes two of us. Just give me a moment to figure this out. I’ll be back in a few moments,” I said as I left the room. I didn’t give her time to respond because I knew that it wouldn’t have been a good conversation.

  I paced the elevator as it took me down to the lobby. I was unable to stand in one spot because my life was possibly about to change forever. I stepped off the elevator and entered the lobby. Jane was standing there with a child that looked to be about 3 years old. Jane looked just like I remembered her. She was a petite raven haired beauty and her son was beautiful. I slowly approached them both, and she shuffled her feet nervously.

  “I’m sorry to bombard you like this, but you’ve never replied to any of my messages and so I felt it was best that I come here and speak to you in person,” Jane said quickly.

  “I changed my number about 3 years ago,” I replied.

  I couldn’t stop looking at the kid that was holding on to his mother’s leg. I searched his face for features that looked like me. He was a downright adorable kid, but I wasn’t sure if he looked like me at all. However, I knew that looks weren’t enough to go on in order to determine paternity. I also didn’t want to upset her by making such an accusation.

  Jane and I hooked up a few times about 4 years prior. Neither of us was looking for anything serious at the time, and so it was a perfect match. However our brief encounters fizzled out, and I moved on my life. We stopped calling each other and so I figured that it was a mutual decision. She never had a real idea of who I was. She was aware that I had a substantial amount of money, but she never realized that I was a billionaire.

  “That would explain it,” she said with a half-smile.

  “I’m sorry but please forgive me. I’m at a loss for words, this is really unexpected. Why did you decide to reach out to me now?”

  She took a deep breath, “I was trying to move on with my life with our son, and I was doing just fine. It was difficult raising your child, and you weren’t even aware that you had a son. So when you popped up in the press, I took it as a sign to contact you.”

  I took a deep breath and scolded myself for being so mistrusting. She never struck me as the devious type when we were involved, but I knew that most people operated with ulterior motives.

  “So because you saw me in the press you decided that it was time to tell me that I had a son?” I asked. Much to my dismay, I wasn’t able to mask the anger in my voice.

  “You vanished! I tried to call you, and that was the only way of contacting that I knew of. We met in hotels, and it was only after seeing you in the press that I knew how to track you down,” she said in exasperation.

  “So what do you want from me exactly?” I said as I tempered my voice. I didn’t want to scare her child.

  “I want you to be a father to your son,” she said in a matter of fact tone.

  I ran a hand down my face, and I swallowed hard when I saw Camille get off of the elevator.

  #Chapter2

  “I just need for you to stick through this with me.”

  Kyle

  Kyle couldn’t have thought that it was that easy. I know that trick, hell I’ve done that trick. I’ll say something really quickly and leave before the person has a chance to say anything back. There’s no way that I was going to stay upstairs like a “good girl” while he went to see his son. Usually I would mind my own business but this was definitely in the realm of my business. Kyle and I were about to get married, and this was something that could affect the rest of our life. After I gave it a few moments I headed to the elevators. I hoped that he wouldn’t be upset, but my curiosity had gotten the best of me.

  When I stepped off of the elevator I could hear Kyle and the woman talking.

  “What do you want from me exactly?” He asked the woman in a strained voice.

  She was pretty good looking. She was about 5’4, jet black hair, pale skin, and a great body. When I saw her I immediately thought of her as a vampire if that makes any sense. Her beauty was ethereal, and it annoyed me to no end because I just wanted her to go away. A twinge of jealousy struck me, and it was crazy because we were about to get married.

  “I want you to be a father to your son,” she replied. Ugh, even her voice was like liquid gold.

  Kyle’s eyes locked onto mine, and he looked guilty. “Now isn’t a good time. We’ll have to meet later during the week to discuss this further,” He told her. She responded with a flustered look and she wasn’t sure what to say. I looked down at the boy that was holding on to her leg. He looked just like his mother. I walked over before the both of them walked out.

  “Hello,” I interjected, “I’m Camille, Kyle’s fiancée, and it’s nice to meet you.” I extended my
hand, and she quickly took it.

  “Hi, Camille I’m Jane, and this is Jason,” she said as she motioned towards her son.

  “Hi Jason,” I said brightly to the little boy. He gave a shy smile and hid behind his mother.

  “He’s shy,” she said.

  “It’s okay. He’s a real cutie, and he looks just like you.”

  We all stood there in silence for a moment and everything felt awkward but I wasn’t going to be the one to break the silence.

  “Well, I guess that we’ll get going,” Jane said as she picked her son up and placed him on her hip, “I’ll be in touch.”

  “One moment,” Kyle said before he reached into his blazer jacket and pulled out one of his business cards, “Here’s my card.”

  Jane looked at him with disdain and took the card from him before she walked out of the lobby. Kyle walked towards the elevator and I followed him. We got onto the elevator, and I watched him pace back and forth. His stress level was through the roof, and I couldn’t remember a time when I’d ever seen him like that.

  “You never told me that you had a child,” I said as we stepped off of the elevator.

  “This is all new to me too. She showed up today, and it’s been at least 3 and half years since I’ve spoken to her.”

  I sighed heavily because this was something that I couldn’t blame him for even though I wanted to. After all that I’d put him through I didn’t have room to be judgmental about his past.

  “Okay, now what?” I asked.

  “I don’t have a clue about what’s going to happen with that. But I can promise you that this won’t change anything with me and you,” he said seriously before he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

  I smiled nervously, “Do you promise?”

  “Yes I promise. I will have to work something out, but I will make good on my promise. I just need for you to stick through this with me.”

  My heart felt like it dropped when I realized the vibe that I was giving off. It never entered into my mind to leave him over something like this. He’d been through hell and back with me, and this was the least that I could do for him.

  “I’m not going anywhere Kyle,” I said.

  He gave a small sigh of relief, “I’m happy to hear it. Everything has just happened so fast and so it’s hard to know what to expect.”

  “Nothing is going to keep me away from you, I’m here for the long haul,” I said as I leaned in and kissed him.

  I was telling him the truth, but my insides felt twisted as if I was about to jump off of a cliff. I kept seeing the little boy’s cute cherub face in my head, and I felt a twinge of jealousy. It was my dream to be able to give Kyle his first child, and that wasn’t a possibility for me anymore. My idea of perfection had just been shattered.

  #Chapter3

  “I planned on being more than a walking ATM for my son.”

  Kyle

  The following few days were tough to get through.

  Camille and I were focusing on opening up our new business ventures but my thoughts kept shifting to my son. I wondered how Jane managed to keep him away from me for so long. I’m not the kind of man that would be a deadbeat father. The Kane men always took care of our responsibilities, and I felt like I’d been robbed out of the beginning of his life.

  Camille wasn’t saying much about it, but I was worried that she wasn’t happy with what had occurred. She’d entered our relationship and engagement under the assumption that I didn’t have any children, and now we’d been sidelined with the news. I knew that I had to get everything under control as soon as I possibly could so I set up a meeting between me and Jane. She called me the day after I spoke to her, and we set up a meeting at my bar. It was a great way for me to check out the progress that had been made and a private spot for us to meet.

  I was proud of Camille for allowing me to go alone. I gave her the option of tagging along, but she declined. It had to be really hard for her considering the circumstances and considering the fact that she’s really nosy. It was something that I wanted to do alone, but I wasn’t going to shut her out of that portion of my life. She was my fiancée, and I refused to withhold anything from her. That wasn’t the way that I wanted us to begin our life together.

  I was sitting at one of the tables in the bar having a glass of wine when Jane arrived. I was very happy with the way that everything was coming along, and I felt like a king in his castle. There were a few people buzzing around the bar and making preparations for the opening. I got up to open the door once I saw her arrive.

  “Thanks for coming,” I said as I held the door open for her.

  “No problem, I’m just happy that you didn’t blow me off.”

  “I wouldn’t do anything like that,” I said as I escorted her to the table.

  “It’s good to see that you still have manners,” she laughed.

  “My mom raised me well.”

  “That’s what I’m trying to do with Jason.”

  “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured her a glass.

  “Umm sure.”

  We sat in silence for a few moments as we took small sips of the robust red wine. I hated being at a loss for words. I was used to being in complete command of situations, but this was something that I didn’t have any control over. I had to tackle this the same way that I tackled everything else because it was the only way that I knew how.

  “So what do you want?” I asked.

  “So you’ve just cut right to the chase,” she said with a nervous laugh.

  “I don’t want to waste your time and it’s clear that we need to face this head on. Jason has been here for over 3 years, and I’m ready to get the ball rolling because I’m late,” I said honestly.

  “It hasn’t been easy raising him all by myself. Actually, it’s been a huge struggle doing it alone. I need money to help support our son, and that’s really all that I want.”

  My lips pressed into a straight line because I planned on being more than a walking ATM for my son. I still regretted the way that I met and ignored him when I first met him. I was going to become an active part of his life, and I felt fortunate that he was still pretty young.

  “That’s not a problem but I refuse to be a deadbeat dad. I will be a part of his life from here on out.”

  “I’m glad to hear it and that’s really what I hoped for. I didn’t want to ask more of you than what you were willing to give; I understand that this is a shock. Maybe you can take him out this weekend?”

  “That would be great, I’m ready to get to know him However, I do have to say that I’m engaged to be married, and nothing will change that,” I explained.

  She gave a wave of her hand, “I don’t want to ruin your family. I just want to give Jason the opportunity to get to know the other part of his family.”

  “Good. I’ll talk to my lawyer today, and we’ll work out how the money situation will work. Don’t worry about it; I’ll make sure that the both of you are very well taken care of.”

  She smiled appreciatively, “I’m not worried about it. Thank you.” She rose from the table, “I guess I’ll be hearing from you soon?”

  “Yes, very soon. Please allow me to escort you out.”

  **

  I had to get out of the house to calm my nerves while Kyle was seeing Jane. I did my best to be a big girl when he asked me if I wanted to go with him. I wanted to say ‘hell yes’ but the rational portion of me wouldn’t allow me to. It was something that he needed to do alone, and my presence would have only made things tense.

  So I went to see my friend Cynthia because I knew that she would make me feel better. She was a beacon of light in a dark world. I know that’s being overly dramatic, but the positive energy that she gave off on a consistent basis was baffling. I was happy because soon I wouldn’t have to drive to the hood anymore to come and see her because Kyle agreed to move her and Sandy into a better apartment. The fact that he was willing to do that for my friend’s only made me love him mor
e. He treated them as if they were my family and at this point they were all that I had. My mother was a complete basket case and so I relied on my friends for love and support.

  “Camille calm down,” Cynthia said in a soothing tone.

  I had just finished telling her about everything that had occurred with Kyle and his son. I was trying not to overreact, but I felt fortunate that I didn’t have to hide my feelings with her. She never judged me for my tears, and she always made me feel better. That was a lot more than I could say for my friend Sandy. Sandy always gave you the raw and unadulterated truth even when it was unwarranted. It was also her version of the truth and her thinking could be pretty warped. However, she really loved me, and I loved her back. I’m sure that I had my qualities that she couldn’t stand either.

  “I’m trying to calm down but I’m freaking the hell out on the inside. It’s tough trying to keep a calm exterior when I feel like breaking down whenever I think about it,” I admitted.

  “Have you ever considered telling him the truth about how you feel? He strikes me as the kind of man that can take the truth. You aren’t doing your relationship any favors by with-holding your feelings,” she said with an extreme amount of patience.

  “You’re right but that’s easier said than done. This is pretty new for him too, and I don’t want to add to his stress.”

  “You won’t be adding to his stress. He will probably be happy that you’re finally being honest with him. Trust me; he knows that something is wrong with you because you wear your heart on your sleeve. He loves you, and this is something that you can work though. This isn’t the first time that something like this has happened in a relationship, and it won’t be the last. He has a kid, so what?”