Is Naomi ready for a steaming hot cup of Mr. Joshua Toomer-Frost?
The lights have been cut off in Naomi Monroe's apartment again. She works from morning to night, serving upscale customers in a boutique coffee shop and barely gets paid minimum wage. The bills are just piling up. What is she going to do?
When Joshua shows up at her café, she can’t help but notice. Something about him is different from all the other wealthy men that she serves every day. He wants more than just coffee from her. He wants a baby.
What is Naomi supposed to do? The answer to all of her problems is right in front of her, but can she sell her body to pay her bills?
Is she willing to share more than just a cup of coffee with this hot alpha billionaire?
Genre: FICTION / Romance / Multicultural & InterracialWhatever. He didn’t know what kind of day she’d had.
The apartment building Naomi lived in wasn't nice by any stretch of the imagination. It loomed up ahead of her, looking like it was barely able to stand on its foundation. On cold winter nights when the wind blew too strong the walls creaked and the whole thing felt like it was about to tumble over. Yet somehow, as if by a miracle, it never did.
"Naomi Monroe, my favorite tenant!”
Naomi’s landlord came bursting out of the front door. He was short, squat, and he seemed to waddle as he rushed towards her.
“How are you, Naomi?,” Mr. Pasolini asked. He came up to her and smacked her back with the the palm of his broad hand.
“I’m okay,” Naomi said, “I guess…”
“Good, good! Glad to hear it, glad to hear it!” Mr. Pasolini said and led Naomi inside. "Now, do you remember those repairs I’ve been meaning to do for you?”
