All Chapters of The Billionaires Choice : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Raphael It's been two weeks and I still couldn’t get her out of my head. "Why don't you just call her?" Thomas asked. Annoyance layered his words. "Seriously bro. You've been mad distracted since the gala. Just call her." I pursed my lips. "What makes you think I'm distracted over a woman?" "C'mon, Bro. We've been friends since mud sacks." He responded, eyes never leaving the tv screen."Fair point." He wasn't lying. Our moms had been best friends for ages, so it was inevitable. I viewed Thomas like a brother."So why haven't you called?" "Why the sudden interest in my love life?" "Cause you’re attempting to have one... or you were."Attempting? "You talk allot of shit.""No. I talk the truth." We continued our game of COD.Between my obnoxious gloating, and Thomas shit talking, it still wasn’t enough to keep her out of my head. Ondina just wouldn't escape my thoughts. Thomas was right. It had been a while since I've dated and I had hopes for Ondina and I, but after the look of

Ondina Ondina had never been so comfortable in her life. Yes having two cups of wine added to it, but all she could think about was his hands on her. She had never gotten a massage before. Camille had always offered to treat her to one, but she had always refused. If I knew it would feel this good I would have gotten it sooner.She allowed herself to set aside her worries and fears. She focused on the rhythm of his hands. How they applied pressure but were also gentle as if she was mad of glass and could break at any moment. She lost herself in the heat of his hands and the way he slowly eased his way up her legs. She moaned at the pleasure. She hadn't realized how much her feet and legs hurt until he started to take the pain away. She could feel both his hands on her thighs now. Slowly massaging inwards. Another moan escaped her lips at the soft pressure she felt between her legs. She imagined him gently caressing her pussy and she immediately moistened.A pang of fear cooled her be

OndinaOndina was exhausted. She had worked a double, so that meant she had to close again. She locked up the diner and headed towards home. Luckily for her, she didn't live but a few blocks away. She pulled her phone out of her apron. Great. It's 12:16am. The walk back felt like she was walking a marathon. She had been on her feet from open to close, and her legs were on fire. She feared she wouldn't be able to make it back home. Once she reached her block, her legs seemed to become weaker. Why is it that that happens? She dragged herself to the opening of her apartment building and collapsed in a lobby chair. Why did we have to choose the fifth floor? The elevator had been down for a week now, and she dreaded the climb she was about to have to make. Ondina rested until her legs stopped tingling. Okay girl just five flights of stairs. She made her way up to the fifth floor. Once inside the door, she collapsed once again, onto the couch. "Oh! How I've missed you sweet, sweet couch.

RaphaelI was readying myself to knock when the door opened. Ondina had a look in her eyes I couldn't quite point out. She was going to work again, that pissed me off. She was over worked, and underappreciated. I wanted to put her in my car, take her home, and take care of her so she would never have to work again. Get a grip guy.Awkwardly, I said "Hey." Ondina remained silent."You heading to work?" ‘Well no shit.’As if being pulled back into herself, she responded. "Uh. Yeah. I was heading in early to speak with my boss." "Okay, good. I need to speak with your boss, too."Before she could respond, I grabbed hold of her hand, and guided her down the stairs. Once we reached the lobby, she jerked her hand away from mine."Wait! Why did you come here?" A confused yet curious look danced across her face. Right! Dumb ass you're just gonna run off with her?"I was coming to see if you wanted to have lunch with me. But giving your work uniform, I figured that would be a no.""I would ha

OndinaThe next day, Ondina spent most of her time planning out what she would wear. She checked the time differences, and weather so that she could dress accordingly. When she felt confident enough, she decided to finish her writing. Raphael was busy with work, so she didn't hear from him. Seeing the time read 7:15pm, Ondina decided to take a two hour nap. She figured she could use the nap given the flight.* * *An alarm rang out in the distance."Focus!" Ondinas mother snapped her fingers just a few inches from her face. "Do you have any idea how what you're doing- no, what you’re saying will affect this family?" Her father sat on the arm of the sofa with his face resting in his hands. Anger and disappointment filled her chest."Is that all you care about? Your image? Are you even hearing me right now?" Rising from the sofa, her father walked over and stopped a few inches from her face, striking her."Our image is more important than a regetful decision you decided to make." Hol