Billionaire's Baby Promise

For the baby’s sake...

Secretive billionaire Daniel Lee is known for being ruthless. But he’s discovered his conscience when it comes to Christine Murray. Once, he’d smeared her name to win a campaign. Now that she’s back in the spotlight, with a precious baby to protect, Daniel’s determined to make amends. Even if rescuing Christine and her daughter means sweeping them away to a life he shares with no one...

He’ll do anything to earn Christine’s trust...and to have her in his bed. But now that the sexy single mom and her adorable daughter are on his turf, he can’t seem to let them go...

“I still don’t know why you’re doing this.”

“Maybe you don’t have to know why,” Daniel said.

“That’s a load of malarkey,” Christine replied.

“Malarkey? That’s not a word you hear every day.”

“I have this daughter, you see. She has a tendency to pick up on words and repeat them loudly when it’s most inconvenient.”

She was looking at him again with both eyes now. “Why, Daniel?”

“I didn’t want to be another person who let you down.”

“I don’t want you to be another person who lets me down,” she said softly.

For too much of his life, he had been concerned with his own interests. It was in his best interests to keep his siblings protected and the family business solvent. But what did he have to gain from Christine? What was in it for him to shield Marie?

Nothing. He had nothing to gain by doing any of this.

Funny how that hadn’t stopped him yet.

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Billionaire’s Baby Promise is part of Mills & Boon Desire’s No. 1 bestselling series, Billionaires and Babies: Powerful men…wrapped around their babies’ little fingers.

Billionaire’s Baby Promise

Sarah M. Anderson

www.millsandboon.co.uk

SARAH M. ANDERSON may live east of the Mississippi River, but her heart lies out west. A Man of Privilege won an RT Book Reviews 2012 Reviewers’ Choice Best Book Award. The Nanny Plan was a 2016 RITA® Award winner for Contemporary Romance: Short.

Sarah spends her days talking with imaginary cowboys and billionaires. Find out more about Sarah’s heroes at www.sarahmanderson.com and sign up for the newrelease newsletter at www.eepurl.com/nv39b.

To Tahra Seplowin, who once pulled my luggage through Times Square at a dead run so we could make the curtain call. That’s true friendship right there.

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Introduction

Title Page

About the Author

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Extract

Copyright

One

As always, he answered the phone on the first ring. “This is Daniel.”

The number was not one he recognized. The voice, on the other hand, was. “Lee! I knew I’d track your sorry butt down somehow.”

“Brian,” Daniel said, trying to keep the cringe out of his voice.

Brian White had plucked Daniel straight out of a political rally on the campus of Northwestern and taught him everything he knew. They had worked together for almost fourteen years on various political campaigns. Brian was a man without morals, scruples or ethics. As a result, he had an amazing track record in getting questionable candidates elected to public office.

“How have you been?” Daniel asked, stalling for time.

If Brian was calling him now, that only meant one thing. The man had been hired to run yet another political campaign and he wanted his right-hand man by his side. Never mind that Daniel Lee had walked away from politics and made it clear that he was never going back.

“I’ve got a job for you,” Brian said, sounding sure of himself.

It was hard to surprise Daniel Lee. He made secrets his business. So he wasn’t all that surprised that Brian was reaching out to him. What did surprise him was his own physical response. Daniel—a man who was rumored by his political enemies to not even have a soul—felt an anxious coiling in his stomach that was only dimly recognizable as guilt. “I have a job, Brian.”

“Doing what? Running a marketing department for a beer company? Come on, Lee. We both know you’re wasting your talents.”

Daniel rolled his eyes. Brian didn’t know the first thing about business—or loyalty. Daniel wasn’t just running a marketing firm for a beer company—he was running a family business. His last name might not be Beaumont, but he was one all the same.

Every time he thought of his position here at the Beaumont Brewery—second-in-command to his half brother, Zeb Richards—he almost wished his grandfather, Lee Dae-Won, could have lived long enough to see Daniel take his rightful place in a family business—even if it wasn’t Dae-Won’s business. “I told you I was out.”

As he spoke, he started searching. Who was Brian working for now?

“Yeah, yeah—that’s what you said. But you and I both know you didn’t mean it. This one’s going to be fun—carte blanche.” There was a pause. “You find it yet?”

Damn. Of course Brian knew him well enough to know Daniel was already looking. “You could tell me,” he said as he found it.