บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Wants me : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Cursing under my breath, I stepped into the sun, grumbling, “Why do I always get this migraine?”It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and I was heading home. The sun beat down on my head, as I trudged towards my home. I was exhausted from having worked all day. Mr. Robinson, my manager, had worked me to the bone, making sure I earned my meager pay. I felt my knuckles ache from scrubbing floors, cleaning surfaces, and washing used sheets. All I wanted right now was a few minutes of peace and quiet.As I made my way down the street, no cab was in sight. I wasn't sure if I had the energy to walk any further. My legs felt like lead, and every step was a chore. I decided to stop beside a shade and take a rest, until a cab came by. The sudden roar of the Lamborghini's engine shattered the silence, and the car flew past me with alarming speed. I yelped in terror as I held tightly to my handbag, my heart pounding in my chest. If the driver had swerved even an inch to the left, I would have

"That was wonderful."I looked up to see mom approaching. She looked just as happy as I was. We'd both suffered to make ends meet, just so that we could live a normal life. Her cafè wasn't even picking up. “How come you never told me about your friend Laura?" I asked standing up. Mom shrugged, smiling as she spoke, “She lives in Italy. But I guess she's back now.”“In less than thirty minutes, I've gotten an amount of money I've not even been able to save. Now, I'm sure I'll enroll in a college next year. My dreams are coming true, Mom.” I exclaimed, smiling as a single tear dropped down my cheek. This is so unbelievable.”“It's lovely." Mom answered by picking up a jar of milk and a glass. “It's amazing how things can turn around within a twinkle of an eye.” She said, pouring some milk into the glass and pushing it towards me.I stared at mom and then the glass of milk in her hand.“You complained of a headache, right? Have this and some burgers.” She said placing the milk before me

I gasped, “You?!”Laura's eyes darted from my face to his, confusion and bewilderment engraved on her features. She shook her head slightly, as if trying to clear her thoughts, and then blurted out, "Excuse me, can someone please explain what's going on here?” She asked, intrigued."Hmm—seems we've met each other already," he said, giving me a smirk.I regarded him for a long, long time, trying to recall the whole incident, if I'd in any way talked badly at him. And it seemed I did not.“Is this true, Scarlett?" Laura asked, staring at me with eyes lit up with interest. “I would like to know more about it." She said, “Well, it wasn't pleasant at all." He said, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks as he moved over to where Laura stood.“How was it then? Pleasantly unpleasant?" Laura teased.“Well, I nearly ran her over with my car, at Madison avenue. I wasn't thinking. I'd just been trying to clear my head after an argument with Leah. You know how it goes Mom.” He explained

“Hello Marissa," I said as the little girl walked past to me. She seemed not to be in a good mood. But I still went ahead, “I hope you had a great day."Marissa stopped before me and glared at, "Leave me alone. I want to be left alone, Miss Scarlett!” With that, she flounced out of the sitting room, heading to her bedroom.I tried going after her, but Azula stepped into my path, speaking to me with a tone filled with venom. “Hello? She clearly doesn't want you, so you don't have to force her. Let her be!” With that said, she flounced out of the room, going after Marissa. I stood at the center of the sitting room, staring after her in shock as my cheeks turned hot red. I glanced back and forth between Jade (Who witnessed it), and Arielle(Who came to find out what Marissa wanted for dinner). They both looked away, simultaneously, making it more embarrassing. I was staring down at the floor, trying to get my little emotions under control, when I felt a soft pat on my shoulder. Lo

I reached for my phone on the nightstand as it kept ringing, jolting me awake. It was the middle of the night, and I had no idea who could be calling at such an hour. As I fumbled to answer the call, I felt someone move behind me on the bed. I froze. "Where am I?" I thought to myself, trying to recall the last place I was before I fell asleep."Marissa's room?" I whispered in surprise. My eyes snapped open and I jolted up to a sitting position, grasping my phone and quickly silencing it. I looked over my shoulder to see the sleeping child who hadn't been disturbed by the noise. By now I was wide awake, my heart pounded in my chest out of fright. I adjusted, holding the phone in my hand, trying to piece together what was happening. ‘How did I fall asleep here?’ I wondered. I glanced over my shoulder at the sleeping child again, she was sleeping so soundly, seeming not to have heard the noise. "You crafty little thing," I whispered as I watched her, "You tricked me into falling asleep