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Chapter One Hundred-Sixteen
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Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred-Seventeen
During lunch, Cassie keeps disturbing me to tell her about whatever it is that happened between Roman and I. “I don’t really want to talk about it right now, Cas” I complain.Cassie rolls her eyes in exasperation, “I think you should talk about it. Maybe if you tell me and I tell you what I think you about the whole situation, you just might realize whatever Roman did to offend you isn’t really that bad after all” Cassie argues. “So, what did he do? And I’m guessing it must have been during his party when you left. I’m also guessing your sudden illness that night was all a lie?” Cassie asks the question but it’s more like a statement. I avoid her gaze and let out a weary exhale. She is not going to give up on this so I might as well tell her and get it over with. “We had an argument about something and I left because I was heartbroken and angry” I summarize. Cassie shoots me a blank stare, “you’re kidding right? What the hell type of vague explanation is that?” “Let’s just s
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred-Eighteen
The next day, I prepare for school with a mission. Operation forget Roman Masters is on the go.I inform Cassie of my plan to disensitize myself about all matters concerning Roman by implementing a strict avoidance of all conversations about him, no looking at him, I even deleted his contact number from my phone, childish yeah but I’m desperate here. “I don’t think your plan will work” Cassie announces on our way to our history classroom. I glare at her, “I need you in my side here, Cas” I tell her. She snorts. “I am on your side but I wouldn’t be a very good friend if I didn’t tell you the truth” I release an annoyed breath. “Then don’t tell me the truth. Lie” I mutter under my breath as we take our seats. Cassie laughs at me, “Lie? Okay, the plan is certainly not going to work. You’re not even being honest. Honesty is the best policy, Lin.” I look around, wishing I sat away from her today, thankfully Roman isn’t in class yet so I don’t have to be afraid of seeing his handso
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred-Nineteen
Robyn, Cassie and I are in Cassie’s house discussing random things. Usually we would be at my house, but Leo has a bunch of his annoying friends over so we won’t have our desired quiet girls time- or at Robyn’s house but I’ve been avoiding all things Roman Masters and his place of habitation is at the top of the list, seconded only by his beautiful blue eyes etched on his perfect face which I have warned myself not to even glance at in school or anywhere else we might run into each other, not accidentally or intentionally. I’ve not succeeded that well so far because he is just too infuriatingly captivating but going to his home? That I can avoid. While Robyn is on a call arguing with her personal shopper about the size of Louis Vuitton purse she wants, Cassie and I are going through our social media, actually correction, I am flipping through my TikTok while Cassie is stalking the profiles of every girl that liked and commented on Case’s last post on instagram. “You are beginning
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred-Twenty
The entire senior year student body is buzzing with excitement and enthusiasm at our upcoming trip to Connecticut. It is a week to the trip now and everything has been confirmed. Parents have been told and their required approval for the two days away trip has been signed and submitted to our principal. At the moment, I, Cassie, Robyn and Ruth, a girl we are friends with although we aren’t close enough for her to be a part of our little trio, are heading to the basketball court where we have been instructed to go to, because Mr Kevin our history teacher and our principal want to address us all. We arrive at the basketball court together with a wave of other students. Everyone goes around getting seats for themselves in the bleachers and we do the same, opting to see together- like we always do. Not too long after everyone has seated themselves, a janitor carries in a dramatic podium and microphone stand to the center of the court, I just know our principal asked him to do that.
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred-Twenty-One
I step out of the girls bathroom after pulling myself together, washing my face and giving myself a pep talk. Honestly, I’m in disbelief. After the initial announce made by Mr Kevin last week in history class about our senior year trip to Connecticut to visit the Connecticut Museum if Culture and History, I thought things were beginning to come together for me. I had started to believe that, indeed my life isn’t over just because I’m going through a bad breakup. But now, this news about the trip not happening anymore is like a reality check slap to the face.I can’t talk about it with Cassie because she didn’t really care much for it in the first place and Robyn was already searching for a way out because she is not a fan of the Connecticut as a whole, but me, I was really hopeful about it. Like, I want to go there so badly that I would be willing to break open my college savings and fund my fare myself, but alas, I am not the only one concerned and no one else is interested enoug
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Two
The hallways are empty, everyone else is in class and the privacy gives me the opportunity and freedom to cry ugly, sobbing, loud, gut wrenching tears. I would balk at my dramatics but the tears I’ve been withholding for weeks all chose to come out to play today for some reason and I have no choice but to just let it out.“I’m so sad, Roman…” I sob out the words like he can fix it. He stays silent but I still feel his big palm gliding over my body. He doesn’t need to say a word, his presence is more than fine. His nearness alone is more comfort that anyone else could offer me. How and when did I get this addicted to him? I don’t know how long we remain like this, me lightly sobbing and him holding me. It could have been mere seconds, or minutes or even an hour but I’m not so good with time when he is near, usually hours go by like seconds when I have him with me. This time is no different. Finally, we break apart from the tight hold we have on each other. I keep my gaze down,
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Three
Roman’s POV I turn the corner leaving Lindsey, a part of me warns me not to, to bring her along with me but I can’t. I don’t want her being privy to what I’m doing or about to do. It’s crazy. It shows quite obviously the lengths I’m willing to go to make her happy and I don’t want her knowing how far the hold she has on me stretches, it’s pretty damn long. I take all the corners that leads me to the office of the principal of Rixon high. When I step into the archway I’m greeted first by his secretary, Gretchen. “Mr Masters” She startles out at seeing me suddenly appear here. I don’t make a habit at coming here and only do when I decide, since I’ve never been summoned to the principal office, he wouldn’t dare. “Is he inside?” I ask her impatiently, nodding to the principal’s office. Then I add, “Good afternoon by the way” just because I’m not a rude little shit and she’s is old enough to give birth to me. “Good afternoon dear, she responds. Then she hesitates before including,
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred Twenty-four
On Wednesday evening, every senior year student of Rixon High is sent a general email from our principal informing us that the school trip to Connecticut is happening after all. Supposedly, the school board were able to squeeze out some money to fund the trip after all. The day before the d-day, our mom takes Leo and I out for lunch at one of the fancy restaurants in Rixon hills. Surprisingly, she is being rather emotional at the thought of us going away for a few days. “It’s only going to be for a few days, mom” I tell her to console and ease her worries. I hear her release an exhale with a worried expression still on her face, “I know. But I can’t help it. My babies are traveling without me for the first time” she responds. Uncaring as always, Leo scoffs out a short laugh which he quickly hides with the guise of a cough after I give him a subtle kick under the table of the restaurant where we are eating at. I give him a glare and he shrugs. “It’s not like we are not used
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