Loved by the Billionaire: A Torrid, Romantic BWWM Story by Eve Brown

one of the best sergeants in their department, Brad Wilshire.
    He sighed. He would hate for Anthony to have had a hand in the foul shenanigans that LaKeeta Hunt had just told him about.
    “ Okay, Ms. Hunt. I have all of your information right here and we’ll be opening up a case.” He looked her in the eyes. “Is there anybody that you know of who would have wanted to hurt your and your unborn child?”
    LaKeeta shook her head. “I don’t know of anyone. I don’t have any enemies or anything.”
    The detective typed what she’d just shared into his computer. “Anybody weird give you any unusual food or something?”
    She grimaced, then thought about the package that she’d received via FEDEX from Anthony’s cousin. “Um, there was a shipment that was sent to my house out of the blue. It was a fruit basket with teas, chocolates, and things. It was from Anthony’s cousin, but I’ve never met her.”
    Detective Monroe’s internal radar perked up. “You wouldn’t happen to have anything leftover from that basket would you?”
    She frowned. “Um, yeah….I actually have a few of the chocolates and quite a bit of the tea left. When I became pregnant, my system wouldn’t tolerate the chocolates for some reason. It made me feel like throwing up.”
    Detective Monroe nodded his head. “You don’t mind if I send a couple of CSI agents to your place and pick it up do you?”
    LaKeeta shook her head. “Of course not. I’ll get it ready.”
    “ Uh, I’d prefer if you didn’t touch it again. I need to treat it as part of a criminal investigation.”
    She felt her heart rate increase from his statement. “Sure, detective. I’m on my way home now. I won’t bother it.”
    After LaKeeta had left his office, Detective Monroe dialed Brad Wilshire’s number. He picked up on the first ring.
    “ Hi, Sergeant Wilshire, this is Detective Monroe down in the CI Unit. I need you to come to my office. There’s some interesting developments that I need to share with you about your friend, Anthony Paulson.”
    When Anthony got off the phone with Sergeant Wilshire, he knew there was a problem. His cousin, Abigail, the one who had supposedly sent LaKeeta the gift basket had passed away suddenly a year ago. Someone was perpetuating a fraud and he was willing to spend every dime to his name in order to get to the bottom of it all. Whoever had sent that basket, most likely was the person who had murdered his child — maybe even both of his kids.
    * * * * * * * * * *
    A Week Later:
    “ Brad, this is Anthony Paulson. Is your department done with the analysis on that gift basket?”
    Brad nodded his head over the phone connection. He frowned. “Yep. The results just came in five minutes ago. The teas and the chocolates are laced with both of those drugs that contributed to your fiancee’s miscarriage.”
    Anthony didn’t have the heart to tell Sergeant Wilshire that LaKeeta was no longer his fiancee. It really didn’t matter to him anyways, because he had every intention of remedying that situation — that is as soon as he found out who had poisoned her.
    Sergeant Wilshire continued. “We’ll be charging whoever sent that shit to her with homicide as soon as we catch the bastard. The return address on the package lists an address in California, but according to FEDEX’s tracking system, it was shipped from right here in Houston. The delivery people are really working with us. We should know who really mailed LaKeeta those tainted goods by tomorrow.”
    By the time Anthony had gotten off the phone with Sergeant Wilshire, he had a smile on his face. It wouldn’t be long before him and the love of his life was back together.
    * * * * * * * * * *
    Across town, LaKeeta picked up her cellphone and flopped down on her sofa. She’d been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days. She was convinced that no matter how bad things looked, Anthony hadn’t poisoned her.
    She sighed. I know he loves me as much as I love him….and