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said one of her friends, who was a bit closer to me. “Hold on, this is a library. If you want to cause trouble, do it somewhere else.” “Oh, come on. Don’t play it safe. We know you’re here because you’re screwing and fucking a billionaire!” I stopped, my teeth gritted. I hate being accused of things. “What? Does that ring a bell?” said the one I think was named Cici, “What? You’re mad now? We heard you’ve been fucking a famous billionaire for less than two years? Wow, you’re really a slut. Are you that desperate?”

but the winner was, of course, the billionaire beauty. The smirk on her face was the proof, she was happy, more of it she was proud. "So.. you failed again? Future Mrs Francois De Ville?" Billina sneered while Leah scoffed and replied, "There's something about you. You're different." "First of all I'll ruin your whole life, I'm Satan." replied the billionaire beauty. "You don't think you've won the game, do you?" Leah asked, crossing both of her hands around her chest. Just then the baby cooed and Billina replied, "You might get your answer by now."

She needed a little bit of money. "How much do you need?" He asked, bringing out a checkbook from his drawer. The woman put up her palm as if to shut him up, "I don't need your charity. I just want to work." Nathan was astounded by her boldness yet pleased that she wasn't lazy. "Mrs..." Nathan said trying to get her to say her name. "Bianca." She chipped in. "Thanks. Mrs..." "Miss!" She corrected. "Sorry, Miss Bianca, we don't have a job right now for you but not to worry, I can arrange something."

My gaze met with bold words at that instant. ‘Seeking a young lady to play the billionaire's fiancee for three months. $1 million compensation. Discretion assured.’ I froze. “One million what?!!!” Ellen's call came in again. “Sophia have you s—” I interrupted before she could be done speaking. “Sign me up!”

She found herself unable to quit laughing for some reason. "I'm serious." "And who says you aren't?" She stood to her feet sharply, startling him. "You are a fucking billionaire, how can you not have any investments, you mean to say your acting career and your father's work automatically made you a billionaire, who the hell do you think you're kidding?" She challenged him.

I threw the envelope at her,the empty envelope. "I...I don't k...know w.what youuu aree talking a..about." she stammered. "Get out of here, you bitch before I loose my patience, and the wedding is off." I said. "Please don't do this please." she begged "Go before I ask my security to escort you." She stood up and went, before getting out she said, "You are gonna pay for humiliating me and I never loved you it was just the money I loved."

“At first, yes, I was skeptical because I know who he is… that’s why I rejected him... he’s a…” “Billionaire,” Lillian said. “Yes,” Layla agreed. “And not only that, he has this squeaky clean image, which I thought I would just stain.” “You’re one insecure lady,” Lillian rued. “It’s only right for me to feel inferior with a man like him.” “Yeah, hmmn, understandable, really,” Lillian hemmed and hawed a bit. “But love conquers all.” “I hope so,” Layla said. “It does,” Lillian assured her. “What do you think, mom?”

Everyone was happy except the two of us. Lexus who was in front of me didn't speak. He doesn't want to, does he? Because come to think of it, how will our lives be? How can we live with each other? We don't even know each other very well. They both congratulated us. I just smiled. But somehow I felt relief that he was the one I would marry. At least our family knew each other. And…. Yes, I'm going to marry a billionaire named Lexus Clark Salvatore. Good luck to me. Really.

And shopping we go. The mall is everything I try not to think about, bright lights, polished floors, luxury stores that smell like expensive perfume and confidence, the first store we enter makes my jaw tighten. I pick up a dress, glance at the price tag, and nearly choke. “Two thousand?” I whisper. “For a dress?” I turn to Tabitha. “Does it come with a house?” She bursts into laughter. “Bella, relax.” “Relax? That’s almost my one-month salary.”

He commanded. I nodded my head. “This is my ATM card,” he snapped, handing the branded card. “It has enough money therefore buy whatever would make the birthday party interesting.” He suggested, I stood for a minute before I left. We left the mansion together before he dropped me at one of the shopping malls. The moment I entered the whispers increased, their eyes was all over me. I fist my hands unto the card while my legs shivered. “Aren't you wife of that billionaire that almost lost his daughter because of your carelessness?” One of the elderly ladies asked. I closed my face to avoid their glare further, our news was already in the public.