My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance by Nicole Price Page B

aloofness and bitchy behavior was a challenge. Now I know that was immature, and I finally saw her for who she really was, just a plain crazy bitch. Now I had to do some serious damage control, talking on the phone with my publicist. I knew that there was not a lot that could be done. Now that everyone had cameras on their phone, people were quick to press record as soon as Casey walked up to our table. Now that video was everywhere online.
     
    “That was my producer, the studio is thinking of dropping our project because of the drama,” Rosalyn said in the saddest voice I had ever heard come out of her. It nearly broke my heart to see her unhappy. I knew exactly what I had to do. I had planned on doing it anyway, but now it would help clean up this mess, and it would shut Casey down once and for all.
     
    “That makes me very upset,” I said as I hugged her and gave her some comfort.
     
    “I can't believe they would do that over something so stupid and small,” she said to me in a weak voice.
     
    “Stay here I will be right back,” I said to her as I went to my room and rummaged through my bag. I came back into the room, and I wanted to put a smile back on her face. "Look, I thought about how and where to do this, but here in my home where so much has happened between us is what brought us together, and this house seems to be the right place. Especially, because it is one of the only places that we have privacy, and I want this to be between you and me… for us to enjoy the moment. I pulled the small box out of my pocket and opened it, revealing an emerald and sapphire engagement ring. Rosalyn jumped up and put her hands on her face in shock.
     
    “I love you. I now fully believe, that when you know… you know… You know who the right one is for you. The one… and for me that person is you. I have waited so long for you, and somewhere deep inside you… You always knew I was the one for you. That is beyond both of us. Will you give me the honor of being my wife and becoming Mrs. Jackson Lane?” I said, bending down on one knee and holding the box open to her. She choked on her tears and could barely get the words out and then finally said, “Yes! Yes I will marry you!” As she came down on the floor with me and kissed me. I slid the ring on her finger and then we made love right there on the floor. Now I had vowed to give myself to her fully and forever.
     
    Rosalyn
     
    I stared at him holding the ring up to me while he was down on one knee. I could not believe that this was really and truly happening. A flash came before me, it was of a young me sitting in my childhood room staring at a poster on my wall of Jackson Lane, my Hollywood crush. The flash only lasted a second but it was as if the universe was telling me that it knew all along that this would be happening. Suddenly, everything in my life made sense. All the failed relationships I had had were because those men were wrong for me. The universe was freeing me so that I continued to be open to the man that was meant for me. The man whose picture I had stared at for so long hanging on my wall. All of the failed jobs I had had, every time I was fired or let go or quit was because I was to be a writer. Becoming a writer that was successful led me to my dream man. All of it finally added up and made sense. A part of me wished I had known it all along so that I didn't feel the pain of rejection from men and jobs throughout my life, but I'm sure it helped shaped me.
     
    Now, I was here having the most amazing moment of my life that only got better and better with each minute I spent with Jackson. I jumped up and said yes! Of course I would marry him. He was the one, he had always been the one. It was a glorious moment that we celebrated by kissing, and our intimate kissing lead once again to amazing sex.
     
    A month later we were married and it shut down all of the rumors and the scandal that had been quickly circulating. It stopped Casey from coming