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She knew, in fact, everyone knows, that it's the truth. She formerly worked as a stripper in the most popular clubhouse in the city, before she became a receptionist at the billionaire's company. Needless to say, she was desperately satisfying countless men in return for their money. The pay was nice, no doubt. She only had to quit because the pay she received as a billionaire's receptionist was nicer and perhaps she had more bills to pay. I wanted to tell her how much Mr Bernard loves me, but she seemed not interested in whatever I had to say.

He looked ready for work. “I have a business meeting to attend to. There's a car waiting downstairs to take you home whenever you're ready.” He offered. “Thank you, Mr?” Gina raised an eyebrow as she looked at him in hopes that she could know his name at least. He patted her hair, and lowered himself to give her a peck on the forehead. “Don’t bother your pretty head over unnecessary things.” He hinted. She knew what he meant, this man was making it clear to her that this was nothing but a one night stand. Not that she expected more anyway, she would soon be married off to a strange billionaire heir. Gina shrugged.

" Jasper turned the radio on, and music came blasting out of it. (It was nice to, nice to know ya, let's do it again. How we did it in a one-night stand. Boy, I wanna be more that a friend to ya.) The chorus came. I stared ahead, not saying a word, and neither did Jasper as he drove off. "The place looks slow." I said, getting out of the car. The bell rang as I pushed the door open. As if they were expecting me, Cooper and Jenna looked up from the counter. "Look what the cat dragged in, what? Are you done with Mr Millionaire already?" Jenna asked. "He is a billionaire." I corrected. "I don't care. Why are you here?" "I used to work here. This is a public space and why are you being so bitchy

I took his change from the drawer and placed it on the counter just like how he did to me,he didn't take it as he just placed his head in a table, My patience was wearing off and I wasn't going to keep calm anymore ,watching a billionaire sleep was never my aim. "Hey,Mr billionaire"I yelled,dont you have where to go,I thought billionaire have mansions, how you planing to turn this place to your home,you ,you dont know what they call working off one butt,you are just a spoilt billionaire,I really need to get home and you are wasting much of my time,I really need to be here as early as possible and I can't afford being sacked,I need to pay my mom debt"I blabbed.

"On their wedding day, she left him a note on the bed. She had ran with her boyfriend with the sum of 500million dollars" "Ughhh!!" I gasped. That's so much money. That was also a cruel thing to do. "I think my brother will let you know better, it's time to get you a wedding dress" She stood up and walked away. Coming back with a gorgeous flowing white sleeveless gown. I loved it... "I'm going for it" I told her with a smile. "I know you would love it" She mumbled loudly...

I asked, my voice dropping an octave. Damien rubbed the back of his neck, looking away for a split second. He looked less like the formidable billionaire who had just dismantled my family and more like a boy who had been caught stealing cookies. "I... took a bit of an initiative," he admitted, his voice slightly muffled. "I had some of my staff move some of your things. The essentials. The things I know you love. I moved them to the penthouse." I stared at him, speechless. "You what?"

My chest tightens painfully as I stare at the screen, frozen, Derek and Anastasia are walking in first, and his hand is wrapped around her waist like it belongs there, like it has always belonged there and then I hear it. “Let’s welcome Mr. and Mrs. Addams in the building, the world’s youngest billionaire!” The words hit me like a slap. Mr. and Mrs. Mrs. My heart sinks even deeper as the reality settles in, sharp “Also, as a special guest, we will be having Mr. Daniel Victor Aiden, a renowned nutritionist, in the room with us!” The crowd erupts into applause, I let out a hollow, humorless breath, of course. Of course this is happening.

"Tell you what, please. Tony and I are returning to Los Angeles in a week. Alright, we'll assist you with moving to your new location." "Wow! Are two billionaires going to come to my aid? I apologise, but I don't have enough money to hire you two," I remark sarcastically. We do, however, offer a unique deal. As long as you prepare supper, you may employ us for nothing. Tony and I long for your honey-glazed pork ribs! We were dissatisfied the last time we had supper at a restaurant that offered such pork ribs since yours are the greatest." I chuckle. "I'm flattered, Mr. Roderick."

The bedroom door swings open. He walks in holding red roses. “My beautiful wife is awake,” he grins, sitting beside me as I sit up. I blink. “Wait. Did you just call me beautiful?” This must be a good day. He laughs. “Look, you are my jackpot.” “Jackpot?” “Yeah. My ticket out of poverty for life.” “What do you mean?” “The billionaire from last night. He wants to see you again.” My eyes widen as I fight to hide the flush creeping up my face.

~Maya~ My eyes widened as our lips remained intertwined with each other. I couldn't understand why I had a sense of deja Vu with this strange man. He tasted the exact same way the stranger did. Could it be he's my one night stand? Our eyes locked onto each other as our lips remained intertwined. Looking at the man underneath me, I felt a strange sense of familiarity which couldn't be explained. "B*tch!" A woman yelled as she approached us angrily. Blinking my eyes, I was jolted back to the present. Realizing I was still on top of him, I got up quickly arranging my clothes.