All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Bought Me The Moon: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Samantha didn’t even recognise herself in the mirror anymore. It’d been five years since she broke up with Jason and graduated. Five years of double shifts and a cold, empty house. Five years of watching rejection emails pile up higher than her rent notices.Her eyes had new shadows underneath them. Her hair was tied back permanently, as though she didn’t have the time or energy to ever let it fall free, and the only thing that was steady was her schedule: job applications, work, more work, job applications, smoke, collapse, repeat.She’d graduated top of her class with honours from the Geology department, but she had nothing to show for it, except for her childhood fascination with the moon and heaps of old textbooks she never returned to the library.She’d picked up a smoking habit to help cope with the breakup and the reality of her life now. Love? Relationships? Happiness? What a joke. Jason had cured her of that fantasy for good.The café was packed as the morning rush started, a

What the...” Jason was lounging in her chair like he owned it, legs spread wide, his Rolex catching the light.Her blood went cold. “What are you doing here?” she hissed, her bag sliding off her shoulder.“Nice to see you too, babe.” He put down the water he’d been drinking out of one of her cups, like he’d lived here all his life.The apartment buzzed like a construction site. Strangers in uniforms moved in and out, hauling in boxes, carrying out her broken study table, rolling in a flat-screen TV larger than the wall itself. Someone was hammering something in her kitchen, a new set of cabinets.For a second she thought maybe she was dreaming, so she rubbed her eyes. No, he was still there, larger than life, wearing the most expensive-looking suit she’d ever seen, his hair slicked back, smiling that handsome, maddening smile that had once charmed her and now boiled her blood. It’d been five years, and he hadn’t aged a day; if anything, he looked healthier, more polished and sophisti

Samantha didn’t bother to put her shoes on; she just aped down the stairs two steps at a time, her socks slipping on the dusty wood. Halfway down, she stumbled and fell, hitting her knee hard on the ground, but she didn’t let that stop her. Instead, she pushed herself up again with a hiss of pain and kept running as quickly as she could. There was no time.She dug into her jeans pocket as she reached the downstairs door, desperately fishing for some change, before her fingers finally closed around a few coins and a crumpled dollar bill; the last of her cash. Luckily, she spotted a cab already idling by the curb, its taillight glowing faintly in the dark. She threw the back door open, jumped inside, and pressed the money into the driver’s hand. “Take me to Beacon Hills Hospital, quickly!” she blurted out breathlessly. The driver was an older man with tired-looking eyes. He raised his brows in the rearview mirror, asking. “What’s the hurry, huh? You look like the devil’s chasing you.

Samantha, for one minute straight, said absolutely nothing. She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t think, her stomach knotted so violently she thought she might throw up right there on the hospital floor.“He… actually did that?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “In front of all those people?”The kids burst out laughing.“Whoa! Five million dollars, lady!” one boy yelled, shoving his phone even closer to her face with the flash on, nearly blinding Samantha “Wait till I post this on the Internet. You’re like a freaking lottery ticket!”“Dude, forget dating apps,” pink hair cackled. “You’ve probably got the whole country trying to slide in your DMs!”She put her hands on her hips, smirking with vicious delight. “So what’s it like, huh? Knowing you’re so special, the billionaire had to put a bounty on your head? Bet you feel real important right now.”Samantha’s hands trembled. “This is insane. This is completely insane… and humiliating.”“Humiliating?” The rude boy laughed even har