West Coast Alpha Billionaires Complete Series

West Coast Alpha BillionairesComplete Series Billionaire Romance Series Isla Brooks Copyright © 2022 by Isla Brooks. All rights reserved. This copy is intended for the original purchaser of the book only. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form, including recording, without prior written permission from the publisher, except for brief quotations in a book review. Contents Book 1: Arrogant Billionaire Book 2: Single Dad Billionaire Book 3: Bad Billionaire Book 4: Boss Billionaire About the Author Books by Isla Brooks Book 1:Arrogant Billionaire Pretend Engagement Billionaire Romance Alpha Billionaires Book 1 Chapter 1 - Owen I leaned back in my seat in first class, trying to ignore my headache. I had partied the night before with the guys after a successful buy and build in a little coastal town called Polk Bay over on the East Coast. It was a small place where everyone knew everyone else, and I was sure that my name was flapping from every mouth now. I chuckled at the memory of the two women I’d slept with while I was there. They were both small-town girls at a local watering hole who seemed desperate for attention and willing to do anything I wanted. I didn’t remember their names now, but it had been a good night after I closed the bar each night and took them home on separate occasions. It fucked up my early mornings overseeing the hotel build my dear old dad had put me in charge of, but I made it work. The hotel sat on land that overlooked the ocean and offered more luxury than those people had ever seen before. They’d have tourists paying a mint to stay there while they shopped and ate at the other buildings Royer Investments added in North Carolina. Everyone seemed so put off by the idea while we were there working. We were all going to make money on the deal, so it was a win-win. Isn’t money the reason for living? Another several million dollars would go to my family’s company and I’d reap the rewards from that when it was all mine. That had been the plan since I was little, and my best friends started helping me with this plan when we were in college. James, Tanner, and Ryan were all billionaires through their own businesses, but we were all close and kept in touch throughout the years. They were good guys all in different situations, even though we hung out in a select group of people. It was a very exclusive group. I wondered when I’d climb higher in the family business. I regularly made trips to oversee the building in various places now, but I’d prefer to do the work of overseeing remotely, so I could be anywhere in the world spending my money. My dad had pushed hard work down my throat since I began working with him, and it annoyed the fuck out of me. His grandfather was the one that started this company and made it successful, and he merely took over and enjoyed the billions that his family set him up for. I went to college for business as requested by my family and I’ve done my share of hard work. It sucked being an only child—all the fucking pressure. My mom went along with everything my dad suggested and worshiped the ground he walked on. I appreciated that I had my own condo on the beach in LA and some space, but that didn’t stop them from hounding me whenever they felt the need. A man needed to have a little fun in life, not get married at twenty-three like they did. I never imagined myself getting married or even settling down. I wanted to make money and live my best life by selfishly spending all of it. I finally drifted off to sleep in the soft seat, barely moving, when I heard the attendants around me asking if we needed anything. I needed to sleep now and when I arrived home, so I’d be ready for work tomorrow. There was a big party in Malibu this weekend that I needed to rest up for since the Thompson twins would be there, and you could say we had an intimate relationship. Who would turn down two willing women at the same time? Not me. I woke up when the plane bumped the runway, stretching as I yawned. I looked out of the window to see the bright lights of Los Angeles and appreciated the size of my home. Polk Bay had been a small town surrounded by other similar places and offered little in the way of entertainment. I left the plane and grabbed my bag from the luggage, walking out to the curb to see Tanner waiting for me. “You survived,” he greeted me as I scowled. “Barely. That Podunk town was boring. There were some hot girls, but nothing could keep me there for too long.” Tanner clapped me on the back, and we headed to his new Lincoln Navigator, heading to my place. “Do you want to get a drink? Everyone’s watching the game at Randy’s tonight,” Tanner asked me and I considered my answer. “I need to rest. I’m hungover as hell and I’ll need to give Dad the detailed report tomorrow, even though I talked to him nearly every single day,” I complained as I watched him pull onto the freeway. “I’m sure he’ll have some reason to get on my ass about something. How are your clubs doing?” Tanner owned some of the hottest clubs in the city and Royer Investments backed him when he got started as soon as Dad realized my friend would do well. “Great. Packed every night and people are spending their money right now. It doesn’t hurt that the ladies are hot,” he replied as I watched him smile. He was the happy one of the group, or at least he acted that