The Billionaire's Hot Chef
Might as well just spit it out.
"I wish I had control over my life."
He gave me a puzzled look like I didn't know what I was saying.
"What are you talking about? Lady Monique, I heard you were a fucking billionaire. I want to be like you, but I doubt it."
"Oh, I wish it was that easy." I held up my hands in such a way that I could get an unhindered view of my nails. My natural nails were quite lengthy, so there was no need for acrylic. Gina gave me a mini manicure a few days ago and coated them maroon, the ring finger was coated silver.