Rescued By The Billionaire: Billionaire's Boy SHORTS (Christmas Edition) MM/Dark Billionaire-Holiday Romance by Medusa Stone & Crimson Bloom Book Release Blitz

 

 

Rescued By The Billionaire: Billionaire's Boy SHORTS (Christmas Edition)

MM/Dark Billionaire-Holiday Romance

by Medusa Stone & Crimson Bloom

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"In saving me, he broke me in a way no one else ever could."

Blurb:

Donovan
I pick someone off the streets every Christmas. Offer them a chance to build a new life, to prove that they want to be saved. So when I see Angel—too beautiful, too defiant to be there—I know he's my project this year. The streets have made him tough, but I see what’s hidden beneath that sass and attitude. My plan was simple: protect him, teach him, help him become something more.

But the more time we spend together, the more I crave him. The more he drives me mad with his smart mouth and the way he looks at me like I’m the enemy. He can resist all he wants, but I don’t lose, and I sure as hell don’t walk away. Not from him.

And when I’m through, Angel won’t just be rescued. He’ll be mine.

Angel
It was supposed to be a quick job. Just another night, another deal to survive. But then Donovan shows up, talking about “saving” me like I’m some kind of lost cause. The last thing I need is his charity—or his protection. He thinks he can control me with his wealth and promises, but I have my own plans, my own secrets to protect. Secrets that could destroy everything.

If Donovan ever found out, I’d be at his mercy.

He’s dangerous, possessive, and every time he gets close, my defenses weaken. I’m not sure how much longer I can fight him—or how much I even want to.

Excerpt:

My God, what have I done? Please, make him wake up…

Wrapping him in a heavy blanket, I held him close, rocking him as I struggled to decide what to do next.

Slowly, Angel’s eyes fluttered open, unfocused, as if he were trying to place himself in reality. He looked dazed, his gaze shifting past me rather than on me, lost somewhere I couldn’t follow. Relief flooded through me, overpowering the shame clawing its way up from the pit of my stomach.

"It’s going to be okay, Angel," I murmured, barely trusting my voice as I tried to convince myself as much as him. "You’re just…tired. That’s all it is. You just need to rest." He didn’t respond; didn’t even acknowledge my words.

I left him propped up and went to the bathroom, running warm water in the tub, the sound of a steady hum in the silence that felt heavier by the second. Returning to him, I gathered him in my arms, cradling his weight, and brought him to the bath. He didn’t resist, his body pliant, as if he’d already resigned himself to whatever happened next.

I stepped into the water with him, settling him against my chest, his head resting over my heartbeat as I poured warm water over his shoulders. His silence cut deeper than any word could, his eyes staring into the distance, seeing something I wasn’t privy to. I forced my voice steady, desperate to bridge the chasm between us.

"It’s alright, Angel," I whispered, running a cloth gently over his bruised face, avoiding his gaze. "You’ll be fine. Just let me take care of you. I’ll look after you…" The words tumbled out, empty comforts I was ashamed to voice out, but I couldn’t stop them, my own panic coiling tighter around me with each silent second.

He didn’t say a word. Just lay there, distant and unreachable, while I held him, feeling the weight of everything I’d done crush down on me, until even the water around us felt cold.

"Angel," I finally approached him, feeling the stony silence hang heavy between us. He didn’t respond, his eyes fixed somewhere beyond the room, locked away from me entirely. I could barely find the words, but I knew I had to try. "I didn’t know you’d…" I hesitated, swallowed hard. "I didn’t think I was actually hurting you. I thought… I thought you did this all the time."

That caught his attention, a barely there flicker, his brows knitting slightly as he turned his head just enough to look at me, his gaze filled with a mixture of disbelief and hurt. "Did this all the time?" he repeated, his voice cracking. "Do you even know what you’ve done?"

All books in the “Billionaire’s Boy” Short Series are standalone. 

⚠️ Trigger warning: This Series is rated R for its very dark content, including prostitution, scenes of dubc0n, nonc0n and violence.

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