1. DESPERATE

CHAPTER ONEKENDALL’S POVDESPERATEThe cigarette burns slowly between my fingers while I scroll through my checking account that contains exactly enough money to make me laugh and cry at the same time, especially in this cursed current economy.$417.62.I stare at the number for several seconds, wishing I had the mental power to manipulate it’s content for a larger amount.“Stop looking at it.”I glance sideways at Maya, who is leaning against the brick wall behind the diner with her own cigarette dangling lazily between two fingers. Her dark sunglasses are pushed onto the top of her head with her waitress apron bunched around her waist. Her expression confirms she has been watching me torture myself for the last five minutes.“I’m not looking at anything.”“You've been staring at your phone forever. I bet you didn’t hear a word I said about my dumbass ex-boyfriend,”“He drunk-texted you again. I’m listening,” I counter, letting my phone rest on my lap.Maya snorts but nevertheless g

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2. STUCK

CHAPTER TWOKENDALLSTUCKI’m so fucking tired when I walk through the front door of our two-bedroom house a little after eleven at night that I barely have the energy to kick off my shoes. But then smell of fresh cupcake hits my nose. For a second, I just stand there, confused. The house is usually quiet at this hour, especially lately. Mum has been sleeping more since starting chemo, and I’ve gotten used to coming home to dim lights with the television murmuring softly in the living room, and her curled beneath a blanket even when she insists she isn't tired.Tonight however, the kitchen is glowing and it looks like a fucking bakery exploded in it. That, or Santa came early this year and rained cupcakes on us. The counter is covered with trays of cupcakes in every flavor imaginable-vanilla, chocolate, lemon, strawberry, red velvet and even salted caramel. You name it. Some have little swirls of buttercream piled impossibly high. Others are decorated with tiny flowers or berries. The

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3. A NOT SO MEET CUTE

CHAPTER THREEKENDALLA NOT-SO MEET CUTE“I still think he’s a piece of shit.” Maya says it while staring at me through the mirror, her hands working the zipper up the back of my dress, utter frustration detectable in the thick of her voice, “And those cops? Why can’t they just grant you a fucking restraining order? What they going to lose, huh?”“Because his dad is the sheriff’s best friend.” I turn slightly, watching her struggle with the zipper, “I'd have better luck winning the lottery.”I’d told her about what Derek had done when he showed up at my house earlier this week and believe me, she is not happy. I stopped counting at how many times she’d said she’d kill him.Maya rolls her eyes, “I hate this town.” She finally gets the zipper all the way up and steps back, “Okay. Perfect,”I look at myself in the mirror. And for a moment, I don't recognize the woman staring back at me. The dress is black, fitted through the waist and hips, with a low back and a neckline that makes me fe

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All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S INDECENT PROPOSAL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

1. DESPERATE

2. STUCK

3. A NOT SO MEET CUTE