FROM DESK TO DATE A BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE

2nd June, 2001.

Dearest Diary,

We had a good time last night, his touch and romance was everything.

He was drunk maybe that's why

Because we woke up on the wrong side too.

Tears are blurring my vision.

I'm bleeding.

My baby. I can feel my poor child kicking

He said he doesn't want to hear me sob else he'll throw me out.

My elbow hurts..

My finger aches

Ttyl.

With love,

Camila.

LÉA GARNIER

There were blaring sounds from the sitting room. The little Garniers were already up and watching cartoons.The kids were at it again." Bob the builder, can we fix it? Bob the builder, yes we can!" Was blaring wildly from the home theaters.

Léa tossed from side to side across the bed. Her eyes were still ladened with sleep and tiredness from the hangover she had the night before. There were still reminiscences of him, though faint. He was a fair, tall Latina man that had whined her loins to pleasure - she was a little embarrassed now.

How she held him and begged not to stop, how she couldn't control her thin voice shrilling through the cold silent night, how she tried to keep control of her eyes on him but couldn't. How her legs wobbled after.

She was a comphet, that was her first time having anything to do with a man - a little embarrassing but a win was a win, right?

She had forgotten to set her alarms the night before or maybe couldn't- who could? When wrapped around muscular arms and broad... Picking up the side clock by her bed,

"Fuck! Shame on you Léa! It's 6 a.m. already, it's your first day at work and you're having thoughts like that!".

Like a dog on heat, she hurried to the bathroom hanging her towel over her chest. Before you could say Jack Robinson, she was already out.

She exfoliated her skin and dressed up with a blue oversized shirt and black oversized cargo pants, a cross bag and black masculine palms. She picked up her favorite necklace and looked at it for what seemed like a few seconds and wore it. It sure wasn't time for emotions though the necklace had a lot of emotions around it, she had a silver wrist watch on too. She applied her oil on her hair and slipped her hands through it and left it at a messy daring state - she liked it that way.

Victoria's Secret Bare Vanilla was her favorite body mist. She sprayed this generously over her and took a deep sigh - she was ready to go.

"Sister, can I have some custard please" said Damien ,her last brother. He had stained his whole body with beverage and custard. He kept staring at her with teary eyes and his bowl. "Maël, get Damien custard, please I'm really late". She bent over , pecked them on the cheeks and patted their heads.

ALEXANDRE DEPONT