บททั้งหมดของ Hating the Billionaire Heir: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

It is after ten pm at night when Roman and I finally get to the hotel. There are no students looming around and I just know it is because the curfew has kicked in. “Roman, it’s after curfew already. Don’t you think we will get in trouble if any of the staffs find us coming in now?” I ask him, worry filling my tone. Roman glances around as we board the elevator to take us to our floor. He looks absolutely unbothered, he never is but I am. I’m not used to breaking the rules. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it” Roman responds in a cool tone. Okay. I think about how Cassie and Robyn must be so worried about me by now, they might’ve even tried to call my phone but I doubt the boy that stole it would have answered and informed them that the phone had gotten a new owner. A frustrated tone leaves my chest as we step out of the elevator causing Roman to glance at me. “What is wrong?” He asks me. Whenever I express so much as a tiny bit of displeasure he wants to be informed of it. It is

It has been two weeks since our school trip to Connecticut and since Roman and I got back together. It has also been two weeks of spending time with him, my family and friends as well but mostly with him. Everything has been so perfect, sometimes I feel like I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop, for something to go wrong. I’ve relayed my fears to Roman because we really are in the no secret between us phase of our relationship, a phase I hope we never leave, and Roman did so well in putting the sad thoughts out of my mind by assuring me he won’t let anything or anyone come between us and he won’t let anyone hurt me as well. I have also been scarcely going to Roman’s house. I am not yet ready to face his father. It pisses Roman off that I’ve told him to give me time before we broach the topic of getting his father to apologize to me. I only go to his house whenever his father is away on a trip and I never stay over no matter how much Roman begs me to, it only aggravates

On thanksgiving day, my mom had to move the dinner she had fixed for 6 pm into a late lunch instead. This morning the hospital had gotten swarmed with patients and so she was told she would have to come in for an all night shift. I was tasked with informing everyone about the change in schedule and apologizing for any inconvenience. No one took it to heart however mom keeps feeling like she has disappointed my friends. “They don’t mind, mom” I reassure her once more as I slice the onions and garlic for the turkey dressing. She shakes her head, “I would’ve refused the shift if I could but they need all hands on deck at the hospital tonight” She explains again. I don’t know how else to reassure her so I just give her a smile and focus on preparing the best roasted turkey ever made. ***When we are done preparing the food for our thanksgiving dinner- now lunch, I leave the kitchen to my room to go take a shower and get dressed before our guests start arriving. Earlier I had call

As I have been instructed, I give Roman the directions, slowly, until we finally arrive at where I’ve planned. Rixon Arcade and Games Center. “We are here” I inform Roman and then direct him to park. “You can pull over here-“ He cuts me off, “I know, Cookie. You’re too bossy”I chuckle, “You asked me to give you directions” I tell him, grinning. He huffs out an annoyed breath, “Yeah. I asked you to give me the directions to wherever this is, not directions on how to drive and park my own car” He mutters the complain under his breath but I still hear it clearly. At least he is not complaining about the venue of our date which is nearly always a given with him, so that’s a small mercy I’ll take. We both step out of the car and close our doors. “Why are you so bothered by me giving you directions, you’re being so… pissy” I note, narrowing my eyes at him. Usually Roman is a pretty easy going guy but he develops a prickly and irritated behavior like a little boy whenever I get

Roman’s POVIt is a few days to Christmas and even fewer to Lindsey’s eighteenth birthday. I have been in a bind all week contemplating a birthday gift for her. I have even brought in Damon, Robyn and Cassie to help me out with ideas and while they have tried by presenting me with numerous options, I’m not satisfied. I’m not very good at gift giving. Having so much money usually means I buy the most expensive things for my friends and family as gifts, but with Lindsey I can not exercise the same level of indifference or carefree attitude. I want to get her a birthday gift that… has meaning. Being with Lindsey Jordan has changed me. She has shown me that money isn’t everything, I mean I always knew that but now I have lived it. The picnic date she had organized for me the night before my birthday as my birthday gift sure didn’t cost anything close to a thousand dollars if I were to wager a guess, but I wasn’t lying when I told her it was the best birthday gift I’ve ever gotten. The