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The Billionaire's dirty secret 104: To Catch a Thief
BenjaminI felt strong hands pull me out of the room and into the car. It took me minutes to recognize that it was one of my guards. It was like watching a house of cards that you had spent years building—everything crumbling with just a whisk of the wind.Oliver did this? He published that painting even though he knew what it would do to me? My reputation? My company? I was stunned. It felt like I was starring in a movie and I had hit the unexpected turn where I would spiral down. I stared at the lights that melted into a blur as the car sped home.The calm white noise wrapped the entire car in serenity. I swiped at the screen, placing the call on speaker.“Speak.”“Boss, we have been able to take down the painting, but I’m afraid the media had already captured it. But we will work our hardest to ensure that it gets censored.”I knew it would be darn near impossible to do that without it getting public attention. It could take days, weeks even, before every digital footprint is erase
The Billionaire's dirty secret 103: Spilled Beans
OliverEerie silence gripped the crowd. I felt the temperature shift, the cold wafting across my bones and holding me captive. My eyes remained glued to the portrait that showed everything: Benjamin, the detailed expression of relaxation on his face, the curly hair on his chest, his chiselled abs, and even more defined abs and… his bogus dick.The first flash of the camera went off, and it began a tirade of flashes. The crowd broke away from the spell it was under, and the forceful whispers started. I could see the media tearing through the crowd, the people even parting ways for them as the flashes turned to me.I shielded my eyes with my hand, blocking the death ray as the questions spilt out.“Can you confirm that this is Mr. Benjamin Stark, the CEO of EmpireStark?”“Sir, are you trying to send some kind of message that you and Mr. Benjamin are romantically involved?”“Is this why he funded the entire exhibition?”The cold had faded. My clothes were beginning to feel clammy, my che
The Billionaire's dirty secret 102: The Painting
BenjaminI could feel my heart thumping in my chest as I placed the phone on the table. I hated how things turned out between Oliver and I, but I couldn’t be around, or even do anything with, someone I couldn’t trust. Someone who would lie to me. Sure, he never told, but he hid the truth and why would he do that if she didn’t pay him?Today was his big day. I loved how his eyes lit up, the way they twinkled when he talked about art. The little smile that split his face in half when he talked about exhibiting some of his artworks one day.While he was speaking, it went off like a light bulb in my head. I knew I had to make that smile bigger; I had to bring those dreams to fruition. If only I’d known he was probably using me so he could climb the pedestal to success. It was hard to find love because I could never shake off the feeling that they were with me for my money.But with Oliver, it felt easy, natural. I had shed that skin off because he didn’t seem materialistic, he never asked
The Billionaire's dirty secret 101: Exhibition Day
OliverA wreck. A mess. A total disaster.Those were apt words to describe the days that had just fluttered by with a twinkle of an eye. One minute I was standing by the dank alley watching Benjamin drive off while my chest was consumed with the guilt and the pain from what I had done, and the next second, I was flinging my duffel across the motel room I had rented for the time being.Was this Veronica’s plan all along? To sever the connection between Ben and I for good? I mean, I am not without fault, but what was I supposed to do when she threatened to hurt my mother and sister? And that was another problem: my mother and sister… it had been two days since they chased me out of the house and they hadn’t called or sent a text.It was worse than betrayal. It hurt so badly thinking how my mother would turn her back on me when I had only tried to help them from the onset. I sighed, rolling over to face the stained wall. The sun tore through the draperies, illuminating part of the darken
The Billionaire's dirty secret 100: Miscommunication
Oliver“Oliver?” I heard the baritone that had infiltrated my thoughts and cursed my dreams. The pain that roamed my frame from the fall converted into a spark of anger.“Benjamin? What the actual fuck?” I dug my hands into the concrete to stand when he offered his hand. I slapped the murderous tool away and rose to my feet. Due to the elevated nature of the pavement where I stood, I was almost eye level with him.“First, you fire me, and now you try to run me over? What did I do to you!?” I barked. I knew he didn’t try to run me over...at least I believed he didn’t. But I needed an outlet, somewhere to pour my frustration.The anger of being betrayed by my family. I had done a whole fucking lot for my mother and sister, and now? They chose to turn their backs against me?I won’t ever forget the way my sister’s lips had curled into a wicked smile. She was pleased. I never knew when or how she had grown up to be so vindictive. Why was she letting a man manipulate her? To turn her agai
The Billionaire's dirty secret 99: The comatose
BenjaminI winced as I tried to guide her head further. She swallowed my dick, her tongue wrapping around the base and running along the underside. She was doing everything right—I mean, everything she was supposed to be doing—but it just didn’t feel... right. She hummed, sending ripples across my nerves, but it didn’t tighten my core or make me want to fuck her mouth like I would have if it was Oliver.I hissed. I needed to get him out of my system. That was why I was here in the first place, in a bar, getting head from a waitress who had been eye-fucking me all night. I assumed I just needed to burst a nut, something to keep my dopamine levels pumping. I needed a fog to blur the lines of reality and utopia.Reality was cruel; in reality, Oliver existed. But in the utopia I sought, I didn’t have to be bothered by my mother’s choices. Fuck, even in my utopia, he still existed. I felt a gentle tap on my thigh and that’s when I realised she was still on her knees.I looked down and she
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