Betraying The Heartless Billionaire

“You're making the right choice, Gypsy."Gypsy nodded as the woman stroked her arm gently and finally left, cradling her trophy. It was a baby: Gypsy's baby. She'd just given her two-week-old baby up for adoption. She'd had no choice. She was just an eighteen-year-old high school graduate with no job who'd run away from home and slept under bridges and near trash cans. It was no life for a newborn. Not to talk about the fact that every time she looked at the boy, it reminded her of why he was here in the first place: the rape which had destroyed her life. There hadn't been any formalities or signing of papers. The child was just two weeks old. The couple were rich and were going to register the kid as their own. This is the best decision I could've made. Gypsy forced herself to believe that, but as she walked away, she couldn't explain the gaping emptiness that'd settled within her chest.*******“You've got to be kidding me."“You can't be serious."The man and the woman said at

GYPSY'S POVBy the time I get home, I feel like I'm going to burst from all the rage running through my system. But as soon as I enter my room and my eyes fall on Zeke, all my anger evaporates.My son. My angel. Strolling over to the bed, I stroke his hair gently. He's asleep, his pouted lips slightly opened. He really does look like an angel. Leaning down, I kiss him on the lips. My actions stir him awake."Mummy," He says sleepily."Hello, Zeke, my darling." I croon, kissing him on the cheek."You said you would come to read me a story." His eyes are closed as he says this.My heart squeezes. "I'm sorry, Zeke. Next time.”"Hmm." He murmurs, then his breathing returns to a deep, even rhythm like before as he goes back to sleep.Then there's a loud knock on my door. I stiffen, glaring at it like whoever is on the other side will see it. It's obviously one of Falcon's men.“The boss wants everyone in the dungeon. Now.” My heart skips a beat. What is that twisted fuck planning to do n

GYPSY'S POVI hold my breath as I enter the foyer of Russo Enterprises the next morning. Letting it go in a deep exhalation, I step out and begin to cross the reception.As I pass my coworkers, I get looks depicting varying degrees of surprise, pity...and disgust.The last one makes me wince internally even with my head held high. Obviously, none of them expected me to come back after the humiliation Mr. Forestry put me through yesterday.But they don't need a job as much as I do. It was a miracle that I got this job in the first place, and I'm not going to back down simply because my boss is a douchebag.I'm going to make sure to win him over. To impress him until he even starts giving me time breaks to spend with my son.At the moment, Zeke is in his best friend, Purab's house. The mother of Purab, Mrs Mehra, adores Zeke, and when I told her about my predicament and my job, she offered to babysit Zeke for me free of charge since she's a housewife.She's such a kindhearted woman.Aft

Arrow Falcon was fuming. His whole body felt like a quivering volcano just waiting to erupt. Lava-hot rage surged through his veins.How dared he? After Falcon himself had requested that Enzo intentionally lose the fight, the bastard had still gone on and won.And now so much money was gone because of him.As soon as the driver brought the car to a stop, Falcon stormed out of the car and hurried into his house. He didn't greet his minions like he did everyday. And he knew they were going to know something was off.He saw three of his guards standing and laughing together about something. They halted when they saw him, and he glared hotly at them.“Tell one of the whores to come serve me a drink.” He growled.He obviously surprised them with his tone because they all flinched before one set out to obey the command and the other two went in different directions. Falcon headed straight for his study room like usual. Grabbing the glass he usually drank his whiskey from, he flung it violen

GYPSY'S POVThis feels like Deja Vu.I step out of the elevator the next morning, deciding to pretend like everything is normal. Like I'm not just returning to work after resigning last night. Reality slaps me in the face. This is not deja vu at all. Because this time, I'm not here with good intentions. I'm here to spy on Enzo, to betray him.My heart squeezes painfully inside my chest, yet I put on a smile, greeting an executive as I pass by him and head for the coffee room.This time, the coffee is already brewed, so I just collect some and make my way out. The muscles in my stomach get tenser as I approach Enzo's door.About two meters away, the door parts open slightly. Then I hear Lena's loud and defiant voice.“It's not my fault that nobody has been able to please you in the past two years, Lorenzo.” Stepping out, she slams the door.One thing I realized in my two days around was that Lena is the only one who doesn't seem intimidated by Mr. Forestry. She calls him out on his bu