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99: The comatose
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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
The Billionaire's dirty secret 98: A Mother’s Betrayal
Oliver“Drop the document on the floor and leave,” Veronica stated quickly. I swallowed as I stared at the dingy room in front of me. It was dark—too dark. The outline of the house was swallowed by the greedy hands of the darkness.The mouth of the door was naked. The thick cloak from within the room appeared scary, as if there was something lurking behind the shadows, waiting for me to get close so it could drag me into it. My heart slammed radically as I moved toward the post, dropped the file by the battered mat, and moved a step backward.My breath quivered as I pressed the phone against my ear, the beads of sweat clotting around the speaker.“What are you going to do with that?” I asked.“That’s not your business now, is it? Let’s just say you have helped Benjamin secure a major deal.”I didn’t care what I had helped Benjamin secure; all I wanted to know was what was next. What would happen after this?“Where’s my mother? My sister?” I pressed. She sighed—I could hear her roll he
The Billionaire's dirty secret 97: The False Face
Oliver“What happened?” Veronica’s voice pierced through the speakers. I couldn’t believe my eyes... or my ears. I failed. It felt like I had become rock solid, sealed to the ground like a statue. What was I going to do? Wait for two days!?“Well, it seems like you’re out of luck, buddy.” She smacked her lips, a sound of indignation. I snapped out of my state, clutching the phone tight and pressing it to my face.“Veronica, please, I’ll get the documents, okay? I’ll find the passcode, and I swear no one will know! Please, don’t hurt my family!” The waterworks had begun to fall freely, unrestrained. I didn’t care how I looked or how it looked—I needed to ensure my family was safe.“Well, that wasn’t the deal, sweetheart. You were to get the documents to me in the next twenty-four hours, or their brain matter would mix with the dust on the floor.”I heaved, my muscles tightening in fear. I couldn’t imagine my world without them. How would I survive if they died? How would I live with my
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