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Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Fifty-Eight
I and Cassie are on our way to the cafeteria now because it's lunch time now. Cassie is telling me about how our school board is considering installing cameras in the hallways, libraries, basketball, and football courts, and other places as a result of the vandalism that just occurred. As I listen to her talk, I notice not so silent bickering and whispering among the students that surround us. At first, I assume they are all also conversing about the vandalism and cameras which is the trending topic like Cassie and I but I am starting to guess that is not the case. For some reason, I feel like everyone is staring at me. I wonder if the students are suspecting that I'm the vandal. I chuckle lightly at the ridiculous thought. I'm probably imagining the stares, they can't be looking at me. I'm not that interesting. It is more likely that they are staring at Cassie, she looks pretty good today in her cute red pleated dress and sleek ponytail. I conclude that they are not looking at
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Fifty-Nine
Roman's POVIt's lunch period and I'm in the cafeteria eating and chatting with my guys. While everyone else is eating food gotten from the cafeteria menu, I'm eating specially packed lunch one of my chefs prepared for me this morning.If I was anyone else, I would get laughed at and ridiculed for bringing my own food like a kid but my friends know better than to mock Roman Masters. I'm a picky eater and in many circumstances, I can't eat food unless I know who prepared it. Apart from this, I wouldn't trust the school cafeteria kitchens to be one hundred percent hygienic. I'm picking at my basmati rice and curry flavor chicken stew meal and laughing at a joke one of my guys, Tommy, is telling when my cousin approaches with a terse expression I easily recognise as worried. "What's going on?" I ask Robyn as she reaches my table and stands tensely beside me. She doesn't even spare my guys a glance when a number of them try to get her attention, so I know whatever is going must be serio
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Sixty
Roman offers to take me home and I agree. I'm not one to skip school or classes usually, but I can't bear to go back and face everyone. By now I'm sure the rumors have spread to unimaginable lengths even the school staff could have heard about it.I'm tired. I'm so tired. My expression must convey the sudden weakness I feel inside because Roman puts his arm over my back and helps me out of the stall.The moment we step out we are met by a girl who is washing her hands in one of the sink basin in front of the mirror on the wall. She sees Roman behind me from the mirror and lets out a fearful yell."Ahh!" She lets out in shock at having a guy coming out of a stall in the girls toilets.I fidget, not knowing how to explain the situation. She probably thinks we were doing something outrageous like making out or even having sex in the stall and because I don't need any more stains on my reputation, I open my mouth to explain.Roman uncaringly pulls me away, stopping any words from coming o
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Sixty-One
When we get to Roman's house, he parks in the garage. From what I can see from the tinted car window, the garage like the last time I was here is filled with dozens of luxurious cars. Roman steps down from the car and goes around from the driver side to the passenger side to open my door for me. He's so gentlemanly sometimes it's like he is a whole different person when he is not being his usual annoying smirking self. I climb down from the car and I am lost for some seconds staring at the exotic vehicles. Roman who doesn't notice my bewildered state places his hand on the small of my back and leads me on to the main house. As we enter the largely intimidating sitting room, I hesitate and Roman notices. "What's wrong, Cookie?" He asks me, calmly. "Uh..." I mumble, unsure of how to explain my reluctance. Roman, who is impatient standing awkwardly beside me in his own home, rolls his eyes at me and pulls me inside regardless. I drag my feet behind him. "Roman, is anyone el
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Sixty-Two
"Roman!" I squeal out his name. His hands lands on my waist and goes over my belly. Oh God, he is tickling me. No, no, no. "Roman stop!" I yell out in-between bouts of laughter. Oh God, I am a ticklish person. How did he know? Roman doesn't relent even when I start begging and pleading in a barely audible tone. He continues to tickle me in my belly, my neck regions and when his fingers reach my armpits, I lose it completely. I laugh and jerk so hard and simultaneously like a convulsing person that we roll over the chairs and fall on the floor on our sides. He stops tickling me at this point and as I calm down, I notice he is laughing too. "I can't believe you just did that to me" I complain wiping tears from my eyes. I had been laughing so hard that I even cried. "How did you know I'm ticklish?" I ask him. We are both still on the floor and he rises up and extends his palm to me which he uses to pull me up as well. "I didn't know. But I guessed and I was right" He smirks at
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Sixty-Three
"Yes, we already had the cookie, yes I knew we had it stocked and yes I still fought with you over it at the grocery store" Roman says. My breath leaves me and I blink rapidly, confused. "Why?" I ask. I don't sound angry because I'm not angry but I am in wonderment. This boy is unpredictable and the way he stares at me at this very moment, from beneath his long lashes like he sees through me while I think, I think I barely know him. His ways and actions are unfamiliar from what I'm used to. My brows are furrowed with confusion and my brain is spinning. He explains, "When we met- no when I saw you..." He paused with a deep inhale. I inhale too but somehow I can't let it out, I'm holding my breath as he continues. "I just wanted to talk to you. I first wanted to walk up to you and start a conversation but another guy did, I saw how you politely declined him and I knew I had to be different" He laughs but there's no amusement attached, it's dry and actually lacks humor as his stare
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Sixty-Four
I wake up to sundown. I try to stretch my arms but can't. My hands feel held down. I would fear I've been kidnapped but the bed I'm lying down on is so soft, too soft to be given to a captive. It feels like the sheets are made of Egyptian cotton or something along the same lines. As I attempt to rise, my body rubs on the bed and I let out a soft moan. I pull up my legs but feel something hard beside me. Where am I? This doesn't feel like my bed. Okay, I should probably open my eyes. I do. And then I blink a dozen times from confusion because I can't recognize my surroundings. I try to pull myself up again but once more something stops my attempt. I look beside me at the restricting object and scream. "Ah!" I let out the yell and dislodge myself from the person, not an object after all, that has been tightly holding me hostage. The force of my movement causes him to release me with a speed I wasn't ready for. His sudden release plus my actions throws me out and off the side of t
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Sixty-Five
Wait, no, not Roman. He can't speak because our lips are still infused together as we make out. This realization which Roman must have also come to, reveals that we are no longer alone in his room. I pull way even as Roman attempts to hold me still as if he couldn't care less about our audience but I'm already back in my senses and i pull away completely while Roman lets out a frustrated growl under his breath but also let's go of me. I look over Roman's shoulder just as he turns to his bedroom door as well. Our interrupter is Robyn, Roman's cousin. She looks at us with wide surprised eyes, her hand still clenching the door handle. "Can't you knock?" Roman questions her rudely. I pull down my top quickly and with embarrassment when I notice Robyn's gaze is fixed on my bare stomach. I blush shyly at what she must think of me, I'm sure I'm not the only girl Roman has brought to his home and I don't want to be put in the same category as every girl in his past. "I did knock, you d
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