Knock, knock...Bang, Bang, Bang"Urgh! Who is banging on my door this early on a Saturday morning?" Renee mutters while making herself coffee in her small apartment kitchen. She looks up at the time on the microwave's clock "After almost no sleep last night-this is the last thing that I need at 7:00 am." She complains. The coffee cup slams onto the kitchen granite countertop, and Renee charges toward the front door. She whips the door open."Melaine? Wha...Why...." Before Renee can manage a sentence, Melaine walks directly in without waiting to be invited in. "So this is where you spend your nights, and weekends. Hmmm...Quaint!" Melaine comments. Renee stares at the woman confused, and somewhat worried. "Melaine, why...". Renee begins, but Melaine interrupts."Renee, I know you're wondering why I'm here." Melaine begins in a softened tone. "Colin told me everything that he did to you yesterday. He really does feel awful, and I am sorry too."Renee's eyes widen. She knows? He told her! Melaine keeps talking. "He doesn't want you to leave the firm...he knows you've worked hard, and deserve every chance you get." Melaine continues. Renee is slightly agitated by the comment. Still, she appreciates all Melaine's done for her. She's discerned that her boss genuinely took her under her wing, to mentor, and grow her creative gift, but her boss' boss, and founder of the company - Colin Winston - had been cruel to her. As far as she is concerned, he is a predator.

10:00 am, one Monday in the middle of August, 23 year old Renee Wainwright sits in the modern and chic waiting area of the widely popular and rapidly growing BYWINSTON branding, marketing and event planning firm. She had just completed her third interview, and was told to wait in the lobby while the three person panel deliberated. Renee was positively hopeful. It was her 3rd call back after all. She looks around the sitting area, and notices one young man with spiked hair wearing a thin black tie with a black and white checkered shirt, and another woman with black rimmed glasses, blonde bangs, and tresses, and a burgundy sweater. "I guess this is the competition." Renee whispers to herself under her breath. She glances down at her own apparel. Renee is dressed in black washed out slacks, a black blouse with ruffles down the center, and her thick curly hair worn up in a top-knot bun. Of course she is wearing her trusty black ballet flats - that Renee almost never leaves home without. Eventually the conference room door opens, and one by one each candidate is called back into the large room with an oval glass table, surrounded by silver high-back chairs. When Renee is summoned, she immediately springs up and speeds walk toward the room. Whether good or bad news, Renee is anxious to learn the final outcome.

My name is Lisa Simone Williamson, and I used to be the luckiest girl in the world. For starters, I was rich. Even better, I was actually born into money. My parents were once the proud owners of Simone Cosmetics, one of the largest and most successful African-American owned and operated cosmetic companies in the world. My parents both came from very hard-working families. But their families worked hard for other people, which was a concept that neither my mother nor father ever understood. My parents believed that if they were going to work hard, then they would work hard for themselves. So when they met one another and realized just how like-minded they were, the twosome joined forces both personally and professionally, got married, and created what eventually became Simone Cosmetics. After they had been married for a while and their company was up and running, my parents decided that they were ready to start a family. Not long after, I came along. I must admit, I had quite a charmed childhood. I lived in the most beautiful home that was located in the nicest part of town, attended the best schools, and had the greatest friends. My parents also got me involved in their business early on, because they had every intention on passing it down to me one day. So I knew everything that there was to know about running Simone Cosmetics. However, my favorite aspect of the company was its dynamic marketing department. I always loved watching the dapper men and glamorous women who worked in that area come up with creative and artistic ways to package and promote the wonderful products that my parents had created. Once I graduated from high school and went off to attend one of the top universities in the country, I decided to major in marketing. Those college years were wonderful. I met a lot of incredible people, was taught by some of the best instructors, and still remain close to the women I met when I pledged one of the top African-American sororities in the country, Alpha Kappa Kappa. During the summers, I would go home and intern at my parents’ company, in the marketing department of course. Those essential internships helped guide and motivate me and kept me focused. Ultimately, I always knew I would return to my parent’s company upon graduation, join the marketing team, and work my way up until I was running the show. But one of the most exciting experiences I had during college was meeting the man of my dreams, David James. David was the star of the basketball team, and I was his biggest fan. My sorority sisters and I were considered celebrities on our college campus, and we always hosted the biggest parties and turned heads everywhere we went. The basketball players were regular party-goers, and David and I would always flirt whenever we’d see one another. So I wasn’t surprised when one of David’s teammates, who just so happened to be dating my best friend Janice, passed a message along saying that David was interested in me. WARNING: Mature readers only. Search Terms: free romance books for young adults, free alpha male billionaire romance books, free bad boy romance books, free romance short stories, free second chance romance, free steamy romance books, free contemporary romance books, free hot romance books, women freebies, free fiction books for young adults, free love story and romance books, free office romance books, boss romance books free, beach reads, new adult, free romantic fiction, romance fiction books free, bwwm free, bwwm romance, bwwm interracial romance books, african american romance free, black authors free books, interracial romance books free, black women books free, african american books free, billionaire romance books, contemporary romance books, romance stories, fiction books, romance novels steamy, romance novel, books romance, romance, adult romance novels, romance books hot, alpha male romance books, steamy romance books, books romance hot, romance novels to read, love story books