A Deal With The Billionaire Playboy

Willow​The coffee shop is packed.​Way more packed than it needs to be on a Sunday afternoon. What happened to church?I’m waiting in the long line, smothered by the litter of other people waiting to be attended to when the ‘baby shark’ song blares through the room.Inwardly, I cringe. Trying my best to bite back the swell of mortification, I pull the roaring device out of my purse, pressing the silence button on the side.Ugh.I make a mental note to change that.And no, I didn’t just wake up one morning and decide I’d love to have the kids tune alert me every time I get a call or notification, but that’s what happens when one looses a bet to Kenzo Wesley. I love my boyfriend, lord knows I do, but in all the years we’ve been together, I’ve lost every single one of our random little bets, forgive me if I’m bitter about how the bastard always wins.People shoot me weird glances, but I shrug them off, moving further up the line. I missed the call, staring at my phone screen, my mouth t

CHAPTER THREEWillowIt’s a blur of designer, expensive jewelry and the finest champagne.I’m getting sick of it all.The fundraiser is packed with people pretending like they actually give two fucks about endangered whales. Yeah they showed up, dropped off fat checks that would never put a dent in the fortunes they owned. But all this is nothing more than another elaborate event held for the multiplication of the money they just let go of.It’s a playground for broker deals.There isn’t any regular in sight. The ball room is flooded with the richest men and women in America, each of them gathered here under the pretence of saving the earth, but only actually bothered about strengthening and spreading out their oil rigs and fuel ports all around the world.“Cheer up, Love.” Kenzo says, his hand settling on my hip, “You might scare the potentials away.”I try not to stiffen, or pull away from the bastards touch. It’s been about three days since the afternoon I caught him fucking my bes

The little lights from behind the curtain find their way into my eyes as I open them. I can hear Kenzo's light snoring beside me. Last night was the perfect definition of hectic and not doing a second did I want to spend too morning here.I pull the blanket on my body as I make my way to the bathroom. I had to escape here before he wakes up. If he calls I would tell him I just went for a short vacation but I intend to not come back here for at least a monthI take a quick shower before I dash into the room to start packing up. I just grab a few essentials after I dress up in a black romperI glance one more time at Kenzo before I grab my things. The white platinum card on the white marble beside the table stares back at meI hesitate at first whether or not to take it, but a slight change in position on Kenzo's end makes me dash out of the room with the card in my handsI shove it into the back pocket of my white Gucci bag. Dad would find it an abomination if he finds out that I was d

I stare out of the window as I drive Beth and I back home. She asked for a ride because her car had apparently broken down."Why did you lie to them?" She asks."I don't know, it was best if it remained that way," I say as I focus my attention on the road."Really? What is going on? You have been distant these past few days, you don't talk to me the way you used to, now you are keeping things from me," she leashes out as I can't help but throw her a dirty glare."Don't you think you have something to tell me?" I ask."What? Why? Since when did I start hiding things from you? I will tell you everything, I will never lie," She says again and I almost want to reach her and slap her face. "Please, save me the strength, I just want to happen to have a temper nowadays after I discovered something," I say and she leans back on the chair."We are here," I announce as we arrive in front of the mansion. I get out of the car and I hand the key to the chauffeur, leaving Beth in the car."Kenzo!

WillowThis is bad!This is going to ruin all my plans, and Ashely is on her way here."Why did you lie to me?" He asks as he walks into my apartment."What are you doing here? Late in the night, it's not safe at all," I say.How will I get him out of here before Ashely comes? I could lie about the dress but the wedding dress? I have to find something to do.I grab my phone from the table, my hands tremble as I search for her number. If he finds out, he is going to appear to my parents before me. Worst case scenario he will tell my parents that I am planning an arranged marriage and my parents will never transfer the properties to Luciano's name.I send her a text hoping she would receive it."Come back home with me," He says."No, I can't . I haven't even traveled for work yet," I say."You told me you were out already, why did you lie?" He asks."Because I didn't want a situation like this," I explain."Are you still going? What is wrong with my love? Ever since that party have you