After One Night with the Ruthless Billionaire

“You,’ I whispered, my mouth wide open and almost fell out of the barstool I had been sitting in. His face turned up in a smirk and he shrugged. “I take it you're not happy to see me then.” His words hinted that he might be feeling remorseful but I knew better. He was probably enjoying my discomfort after the way we left things. “What are you doing here” I hissed, looking around to see if people had noticed the strange interaction between us. He looked around and waved his hand around the room. “It's a bar open to the public ma'am. I needed a drink, the doors were open…” he trailed off leaving me seething and frustrated. Why did he choose this bar out of all the bars in New York? The city was big enough for everyone and we didn't have to run into each other like this so why today of all days?The last two months had gone by and I had gone to bed every night thinking I had somehow put that horrible night behind me but here he was seated beside me reminding me of the that night I

I tiptoed into the house and closed the door gently behind me. If my father was home, it was best not to wake him up. “Where the hell have you been?” My father's intimidating voice hit me as I turned and I froze in place. He got up but I didn't notice, my eyes fixated on Me Lopez and a few of his men from before. Why was he here? Wasn't he afraid of Damien Holt any longer? “Mr Lopez I thought…” j started to say but my father slapped me across the face, stopping the rest of my words. “You're such a cheap slut just like your mother. How much did that man pay you, huh?” He barked as he grabbed a fistful of my hair. “Ah!” I yelled as I tried to break free from his hold but he only tugged on it harder. “Stay still you dumb bitch! You're going with Mr Lopez today and that's final. It's already been decided and there's nothing you can do to change that.” “Dad,” I tried again hoping he'd understand that I had struck a better deal for us. “I found someone else and he's going to clear

Naomi's POVWhile I was heading back home, I don't know why I couldn't forget her name. I am very sure I have heard that name before, but I don't know where. Hopefully we get to meet again; maybe then I will finally remember where we met before. After a very long ride, I finally arrived at the house, and I wasn't happy to see Damian's car outside, which means he is already back from work. I was hoping to return before he does. I stepped out of the car and stood outside for some minutes because I was trying to figure out how my life turned around overnight, and now I am living in this luxurious house. I literally have nothing to worry about anymore when it comes to my finances. I never imagined a moment like this would come when I would become financially free. It feels good but at the same time very hard to believe; it feels like I'm having a very good dream, and I suddenly don't want to wake up from it anymore.I walked inside the house, and the first person I met in the sitting r

Writer's povIt's been two months already since the fake marriage between both of them. Naomi was getting sick and tired of spending the whole day doing nothing at home. She has always prayed for moments like this to come her way, but now that it is here, she feels very scared about it because she doesn't know how she's going to cope by the time she leaves here. She had no intention of extending the contract, but she was only being human because after spending so many days and weeks in this health, it is very impossible to not get attached to the environment.But in all of it she kept reminding herself not to lose focus because the luxury and everything she's enjoying now is not forever, and very soon she will have to give up everything and go back to the way she used to be. The only thing she has now is the little money that you sent to her for shopping; instead of going shopping, she would rather keep it for herself.Even though she was married to such a wealthy person, she never bo

Damien's povI was still waiting patiently to hear what you would tell her mom if her mom is not totally convinced by her reason. While I was waiting very curiously, my personal assistant walked into the office again, and he came to remind me about the board meeting, which he had already reminded me about and is supposed to be happening, but I'm still here trying to figure out what my contract wife is going to say about not having kids now.“You can stand in for me for the few minutes I'm not available; this is more important than you admitting to me.” With the look on my personal assistant's face, I could easily tell that he was shocked to find out that I will not be attending the meeting very early today because of what I am watching. He knows me too well to know that I do not miss any meeting, especially when I think it is very important. You couldn't reject what I told him to do, so he immediately stepped out of the room so that he could represent me in the board meeting.I was st