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A CHANEL DISASTER
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2026-06-20 17:05:07
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THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER WITH MY MOTHER
By the time Jason and Pamela left for their golfing trip, the mansion felt empty again.The silence seemed to stretch through every hallway and room. Even Max appeared less energetic than usual.I spent most of the afternoon in the living room, curled up on one of the large sofas while a television show played in the background.I wasn’t really watching it, as my mind kept wandering. Every now and then, I’d glance toward the front door.Then toward the clock, then back at the television.Max slept peacefully on the rug nearby, completely unbothered by my restlessness.I envied him.At least his life was simple. He only had to eat? Sleep, play and repeat.He had no bills, no responsibilities, and no worrying about the future.A sigh escaped me.Then suddenly, something occurred to me. My Mom.I hadn’t spoken to her all day. The realization made me sit upright. Quickly, I grabbed the remote and muted the television.“Max, I’ll be right back.”His ear twitched. That was the only response
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER FEAR
I woke up to silence.Not the uncomfortable kind, but the peaceful kind. The kind that seemed to exist only inside the Wilberg mansion.For a few moments, I simply lay in bed staring at the ceiling.Max was still asleep on the rug. His paws twitched occasionally as if he was dreaming about chasing something.I smiled, then my thoughts betrayed me and wandered towards Jason.Immediately, I groaned and buried my face in a pillow.This was Hilda’s fault, it was entirely Hilda’s fault.Ever since our conversation the previous night, my brain had become determined to analyze every interaction I’d ever had with Jason which was completely ridiculous because Jason Wilberg did not like me.He barely tolerated me and yet…I found myself replaying moments of him.The shopping bags, the dining room, the way he’d stopped Pamela from throwing that spoon, and the way he’d carried Pamela upstairs instead of letting the situation escalate.Then Hilda’s voice echoed inside my head. “He likes you.”I rol
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER HE LIKES ME?
The moment the Porsche rolled through the gates of the Wilberg estate, I knew peace was about to become a distant memory.Pamela had been quiet throughout the drive home. It was the dangerous kind of quiet.The kind that made you nervous because you knew an explosion was coming and apparently, I was right.The second we stepped into the mansion, Pamela dropped her shopping bags onto the nearest couch and spun around.“Okay, that’s enough.” She shrilled.Jason had barely closed the front door before she started.I immediately recognized the tone. It was argument mode.Wonderful!I quietly stepped aside with the bags while Max bounded toward us excitedly.Jason rubbed his temple. “What now, Pamela?”“What now?” she repeated dramatically.“Yes.”She folded her arms. “Who exactly is she?”I froze. Here we go again.Jason sighed. “We’ve had this conversation already.”“No, we haven’t.”“Pamela.” Jason murmured in a low, tired voice.“No.” She pointed directly at me. “I’m serious.”I looked
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER A CHANEL DISASTER
The rest of the morning passed surprisingly quietly.After speaking with Mom, I felt lighter.Not completely though as there were still bills, still responsibilities, and still worries.But at least the rent had been paid. That alone felt like a miracle.Max spent most of the morning following me around the mansion like a furry shadow.Every time I stopped moving, he stopped moving and every time I sat down, he sat beside me.I was beginning to suspect that he thought I might disappear if he left me alone for too long.The thought alone made me smile.Around ten o’clock, movement near the staircase caught my attention.I looked up and immediately regretted it. Jason was coming downstairs.My traitorous heart skipped a beat. Not because I liked him, Godforbid I like him.Absolutely not.It was simply impossible not to notice him. His dark hair was still slightly damp, fresh from a shower. His black shirt fit perfectly, and whatever cologne he was wearing should honestly be illegal.Th
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER HEARD US
The first thing I felt was something wet against my cheek.I groaned, and then it happened again and again.My eyes fluttered open. For a moment, I stared at the ceiling, confused about where I was.Then a furry face appeared directly above me.“Max.” I laughed. The golden retriever’s tail wagged furiously.I sighed. “So you’re the reason I’m awake.”He responded by licking my face again. I pushed his head away and sat up.Immediately, I regretted it. My head felt heavy, my eyes felt swollen and that was the result of crying myself to sleep.Last night’s conversation with Mom still lingered in my thoughts.The rent, the bills, and her working overtime. It all felt like a weight sitting permanently on my shoulders.I rubbed my eyes and glanced toward the window. Sunlight streamed through the curtains.It was morning and a brand-new day. Unfortunately, my problems hadn’t disappeared overnight.Max barked softly.I looked down at him. “You’re hungry, aren’t you?”His tail answered for hi
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER ALONE
The dining room fell silent after Pamela stormed upstairs.For a few moments, neither Jason nor I spoke. Max rested his head against my leg, completely unaware of the tension hanging in the room.I stared at my plate, and Jason stared at his.The silence felt so awkward especially after what had just happened.I still couldn’t understand why he had stopped Pamela.Part of me wanted to ask, but the other part was terrified of the answer.Eventually, I picked up my fork and continued eating. A few minutes later, Jason did the same.The rest of dinner passed quietly with no arguments, insults, or sarcastic comments. It was just silence which somehow felt even stranger.Finally, Jason pushed his empty plate away. He stood from his chair, and the sound pulled me from my thoughts.I looked up, and he was already preparing to leave. Before I could stop myself, the words slipped out.“Thank you.”Jason paused and his eyes landed on me. For a brief second, surprise flickered across his face,
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER SIMPLE DEFENCE
The kitchen felt strangely quiet after the blonde woman left.I stood there staring at the doorway for several seconds, then I slowly looked back down at the sandwich I was making.For some reason, I had completely lost my appetite.Who was she? The answer seemed painfully obvious she could be Jaso
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER MUCH HARDER
My mouth opened, then closed, then opened again.For some reason, my brain had completely stopped working.The man standing before me was even more intimidating up close.His dark eyes remained fixed on me as though he was trying to figure out whether I belonged in the mansion or not.Judging by t
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER WHO ARE YOU?
I barely slept that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I found myself thinking about the phone call with Mr. Wilberg, the job, the mansion, the money, and the possibility of finally helping my mother.By the time sunlight filtered through my curtains the next morning, I was already awake.I spran
THE BILLIONAIRE’S DOG SITTER A job at the Wilberg’s
The laughter coming from our old television filled the tiny living room as Hilda and I sat curled up on the worn out couch.The movie was supposed to be a comedy, but Hilda laughed so loudly at every joke that I found myself laughing more at her than at the actual film.“You’ve seen this movie thre
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