#Billionaire romance He has a low sex drive and for that reason, many women have left him. The same goes for her. She has a low sex drive and for that reason, her heart has been broken several times. They had something in common... They met at a club and they felt an unknown attraction to each other. They couldn't resist. He led her to his private booth and they got to work. But unfortunately, their hookup was interrupted and names were never exchanged. The torment they both felt knowing that there was no way to find each other to finish the job was unexplainable. In a city with over five million people, finding that one person who could arouse them was almost impossible. But what happens when fate brings them together two years later and he becomes her boss? Would they choose each other?
Chapter 1 1| A broken heart.
"Get out!" Jasper roared.
Reese stood there, transfixed, as a flash of wild grief ripped inside her. The sight before her was traumatizing. She had just caught her boyfriend cheating with her best friend. And the first thing he said to her was "Get out?"
She had always feared that a day like this will come. But, she never imagined it to be this way. With her best friend- Rebecca.
And they both didn't feel guilty or whatsoever.
"What are you still doing there?" He asked, cutting through the millions of emotions running through her.
"Why?" She managed to say, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Oh look, she's crying." Rebecca sneered.
Jasper glanced at Rebecca, then looked back at her with an amused smile on his face. "Poor Reese. Did you think I was going to be with you forever?"
"You don't have what it takes to keep a man Reese. No man would ever want to be with a woman that is sexually weak. So, stop trying and focus on yourself." Rebecca added.
"Baby, should we show her what it takes to keep a man?" Jasper tightened his grip around her waist and pulled her even closer than she already was.
"Of course babe. I am an excellent teacher in that aspect." She said, as she climbed on top of him and started grinding on his dick, while moaning seductively.
He winked at Reese over Rebecca's shoulders and muttered. "Learn!"
She couldn't bear the sight before her any longer, it was too much on her. Hot tears streaming down her cheeks, she turned on her heel and ran out of his house, as fast as her legs could carry her, feeling betrayed and devastated.
The pain she was feeling on her chest was excruciating. It felt as if an invisible hot rod was pulled through her chest.
She had never felt this hurt and betrayed before. She didn't just lose her boyfriend, she also lost one of her best friends.
She gets dumped by men often anyway. And they always dump her because of one thing, she has a very low sex drive. She's unable to feel sexual pleasure. Her heart always loves the guys she's been with, but her body doesn't.
She is supposed to have gotten used to getting dumped, but this one hits harder, It hurts more. She had never imagined that Jasper could be this cruel and heartless. For someone who promised her heaven and earth. He promised to never break her heart. He told her that that she was enough for him and he would never leave her no matter what.
So all those promises were all lies? She thought. Now, all she's left with is a broken heart.
She felt so stupid. She should have never let her guard down. Rebecca was right, maybe she really should stop trying and give up. She's never going to find love and love is never going to find her, she thought.
There and then, she made up her mind. She was going to listen to Rebecca's advice. She's never going to let anyone in again! No matter how lonely it gets for her, she would remain single forever. That way, she wouldn't feel hurt anymore. All she needed to do at that moment was get over the pain that was threatening to drive her crazy. After she's gotten over this one, she would never have to feel hurt, ever again. As long as she doesn't fall in love again.
She opened her bag and tugged out her phone to call her other best friend - Lucy. She dialed her number and a sense of relief flashed through her when she picked up on first ring.
Finally, someone to help her get through the pain she was feeling, she thought.
But her relief was short lived. It disappeared into thin air, when Lucy said. "I'll call you back. I am really busy right now." And hung up without even waiting for her response.
She knew that if Lucy knew what she was going through at that moment, she would have left whatever she was doing to come and console and cheer her up. But she was not going to call her back. She was hurt, but not selfish!
Now, she's left to console herself. She couldn't possibly go home feeling that terrible. She wouldn't be able to sleep while she's sober.
Her chest hurts so much that it's almost unbearable. She needed to drink her sorrows away.
And finally, she decided to go to the nearest bar.
...
She's already on her sixth shot of vodka. But the pain still lingered, it wasn't going away even though she was already getting dizzy.
She clenched a fist, placed it over her chest and started hitting it hard. "Please just go." She cried, as she continued hitting it hard, begging her heart to stop aching.
The pain she was feeling from hitting her chest was nothing compared to the pain that was ripping her heart apart.
No matter how much she hit her chest, no matter how much she begged her heart to stop aching. It didn't stop. Her own heart defied her.
She asked the bartender for a few more shots. Maybe if she takes more, she'll stop feeling the pain, she thought.
"Are you okay?" The bartender asked, raising his brow.
Of-course she's not okay. Couldn't he see? The hurt she's feeling from within is so palpable.
"Yeah." She lied and swallowed against her dry throat. "Just give it to me." She urged.
The bartender raised a questioning eyebrow at her, before turning back to get what she ordered for.
"Come with me to my private booth." She suddenly heard a voice say.
"No, thank you." She said, without turning to look at the stranger.
Before she knew what hit her, a hand grabbed her ass and muttered. "Soft."
She sprung up in shock and turned to look at the drunk man standing before her.
He tried to grab her boobs, but she quickly slapped his face before he could.
"You bitch!" He groaned, as he tried to slap her back, but his attempt failed when a strong hand grabbed his wrist mid air and yanked him off.
In a split second, he was on the floor already.
The stranger that saved her from him quickly turned to look at the drunk retard on the floor, even before she could see his face.
"Who-" The drunk retard started, but his words died on his lips when he raised his head to see the face of the man that dared to throw him on the floor.
"I'm sorry sir." The drunk retard said and quickly picked himself up from the floor, before disappearing into the crowd.
She trailed him with her eyes until he was out of sight. She could see the fear in the jerk's eyes and she knew in an instant that who ever her savior is, he is so powerful.
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