Heir And Love

I Slapped My Fiancé-Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

Jessica C. Dolan

Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé. Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one? Wrong. One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup. So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster-my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise. Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol. Enter him. Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I'd met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes. It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised. But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life. And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made. Because my one-night stand isn't just some random guy. He's richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with. And now, he's not letting me go.

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It was Ten minutes to six the day he lost the world. Along a busy road leading to the capital, a boy ran after a girl.

"Its over! Leave me alone!" The girl screamed capturing the attention of the passer-bys.

"Please give me a second chance. I love you Abi." A tall slim boy pleaded. His body looked fragile as he kneed with sheds of tears building in his black eyes. Ever since he fell for her, he had done all he could to keep her satisfied, but it seemed only the wealthiest could keep a girl like her.

"Leave me alone!" The girl yelled as she hopped in a taxi.

"Let it be bro. She will come back to you if she really is meant for you." A group of witnesses sympathised.

His heart felt like it had broke in half and a coldness swept over his chest making his breathing slow and difficult.

"Go away!" He yells pushing his way past the crowd and dashing away towards Celebs Pub opposite the road.

He didn't care about the traffic as he just walked casually across the road. This almost got him hit as a car came screaching and slightly knocking him forward before the driver got out to shout curses at him. Of course he felt nothing and heard nothing. He just walked without realising the commotion he had just build.

He wished to die. He was all but empty deep inside. She was his only family and she left with fake reasons.

Entering the crowded Celebs, he saw his friend Eric hurrying over to him but he didn't wave back, instead he went straight to the counter.

"Man, lets go home." Eric stood beside his broken pal. He had spend 4 hours trying to make the now dull drunkard come to sense.

"Lets go. There are plenty of beauties all over the world. Just leave her. She's not even on your league!"

The barmaid didn't dare sell more beer to this young man and instead joined Eric in consolation.

By the time they left, it was a quater to midnight.

'I can still get the service from these women, they are also beautiful.' Bryan thought in his mind as he looked at the semi naked ladies advertising their sweet bodies.

"Hi." He approached one of them who was build like a pear. This made the slim woman next to sudden grab his hand and let him touch her body.

"I will let you touch me for free handsome, And charge you just 200 Kes for each tour."

"Wow. She was cheaper."

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