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CHAPTER 10: Those Darn Lips!
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Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 29: We Shouldn't Have Come Here!
Ramona’s POV"Okay, we're here," Oliver says from the front seat.I slowly lower the tinted glass and peek outside.The concert venue is wild. Bright lights flash across the crowd. People are standing around, swaying to the music, some screaming. I can feel the bass vibrating through the car. Bouncers stand by the entrance with arms crossed, scanning the area like watchdogs.My own heart is thumping really hard too, but for a different reason. I don’t know what I’ll find tonight. If I see Lance, will it make me hate him or love him, more than I already hate him and love him?"I think we should head in," Gigi says casually, chewing her gum like this whole thing is no big deal."No! We can’t," I blurt.“Why? We came here to peek through tinted glass like creepy exes?”I look at her, unsure. Gigi doesn’t raise her eyes, she’s focused on her phone. “This is exactly where Mark’s location pinged. So Lance might be here… or at least his car.” she says.My stomach drops. My palms go swea
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 28: She's In My Fucking Head
The metal drawer groans open as the morgue assistant slides it out. The room smells like bleach and dead bodies.I step closer, heart pounding. My eyes fix on the dark zipper stretched across the black body bag. My fingers reach out, and grab the zipper, pulling it down slowly.The screeching sound clawing at my tense nerves.Then I see Damian, and my soul drops through my body.His face is pale like chalk. His lips slightly parted, as if he had one more word on his tongue before the bullet took him. The hole in his skull is clear and brutal, dried blood staining the side of his head like a stamp.I stare at his face. The stillness. The silence. The weight of it all drops on my chest.My jaw tightens, and pain leaks out of my eyes.Drew stands quietly beside me, his arms folded. Seething.My heart explodes with rage.“I’m gonna kill him,” my voice is low, and raw.“I’m gonna fucking kill him, Drew!” I choke. “I swear to God, I’m gonna bury that motherfucker!”“Lance,” Drew says, h
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 27: Please Don't Hate Me, Lance
Ramona’s POV“I met with Mark last night,” Gigi says, her legs crossed on the bed, opening her box of French fries.“He said I should come apologize for kicking him in the balls on Saturday night.”I throw my head back laughing. “You did that?”“Yes,” she says proudly, tossing the fries in her mouth. “While you were busy making googly eyes at Lance. He deserved it.”I blink at her. “Gigi!”She shrugs like it’s nothing. “How dare he say no to me?”I turn my head slowly to her, grinning. She catches my look. “What?”And then we both burst into laughter, our legs knocking into each other on the mattress.She pulls out her phone and hands it to me. “So... while I was there... I shared his location.”I blink and my mouth drops open. “What?!”“Mm-hmm,” she says, smiling now.“Mark’s always stuck to Lance like a side mirror. If we follow Mark, we follow Lance.”I snatch the phone from her and stare at the blinking blue dot. “Gigi. You’re so smart.”“Don’t gas me,” she says, snatching her ph
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 26: I Know Your Cute Little Daughter
Lance's POV My head is pounding. Like someone smashed a brick against my skull.Everything’s blurry, I blink a couple of times, but it’s still hazy. My mouth is dry, and my back fucking hurts. Where the hell…?Last thing I remember, I got down from the plane early this morning.Got a business call before dawn. I was still in bed with her.Couldn't bring myself to say it to her face, so I wrote her a note and left it on the bedside.Because if I looked her in the eyes and saw one single tear? I’d break. Fucking coward.Now I don’t even know where the fuck I am.I try to move but I can’t.My hands are behind me. Tied. My ankles too.I’m strapped to a chair like some cheap hostage in a…“What the f—?”My voice is low and my throat is dry as a desert.“How the hell did I get here?”I look around. The room’s dark with small windows bringing in a little bit of light.I look out the window, and from what I gather, it's already evening.God knows how long I've been sleeping here like dead
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 25: Let's Dig Into Him
I step out of the taxi, my knees feel weak.My heart keeps betraying me again and again, pressing hard against my ribs like it wants to break out and scream.His words are still there in my head, twisting my chest and it hurts so bad.“Let’s not do this again, Ramona.”How dare you Lance?How dare he touch me like that? Hold me like that? Kiss me like he'll break if he doesn't, just to give me that kind of note the next morning?My breath catches as I climb the stairs to my room.And then, like my own mind is mocking me, I hear Jenny’s voice again:“Don’t fall in love with Lance.” My chest tightens remembering her words.“What the hell did she mean by that?” I mutter.Why am I even affected like this? I've barely known him for three weeks.So why does it feel like I’ve just been broken up with?I reach my door and quickly wipe my face.Fix my lips into something that might look like a smile.Because I don't want Gigi suspecting anything and digging for answers.I don't even have the s
Mistake With The Wrong Billionaire CHAPTER 24: Lance is a whole Grenade To Unpack
I wake up tucked deeply under heavy blankets. The sheets smell so clean, with a hint of his scent.For a second, I don’t even move. My eyes stay shut, my mind replaying everything that happened last night.His deep kisses that felt like he wanted to taste my soul. The sex, the taste of his mouth, the forehead kisses in the shower.My heart dances and my cheeks rise, blushing.But I feel pain everywhere.The ache between my thighs, the sweet soreness in my hips, my joints tingle with sweet pain.I take a deep breath and look around.He’s not here.The bed’s big, but it feels bigger without him in it.And I’m still in his black, oversized, soft as sin shirt. It swallows me whole, stopping mid-thigh like some kind of lazy, sexy dress.I bring the collar to my nose and smell him.“Awnnn.” I blush, a smile follows.It smells just like him. That warm and faint mix of smoke, peppermint, and his sweat. I close my eyes and take it in deeper. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I love it s
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