The Billionaire Mafias Slave

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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1❤️: ARE YOU CHECKING MY BOYFRIEND OUT?!

LILY POV:

I don't know why but I felt strange just being at parties like this and to make matters worse, my dad is calling me non-stop, asking me where I am.

“Papa, can I call you back. I can't hear you ”, I said to my over protective father.

“Princess, why is it too noisy there?!”, My dad asked.

“I'm at Stephanie's birthday party, remember?”, I replied.

I told him about this party since last week and he agreed for me to come, but he wasn't at home when I left.

I tried calling him but he didn't pick up, I guess he was busy with work.

My dad is a detective, he has been stuck in one particular case for months now, that's so unlike him.

He's one of the top 5 best detective in the country but he keeps a low profile.

Unlike other cases he solves in a week or highest 2 weeks, this one case has been on his shoulders for more months he could count. Something about some Russian mafias and human traffickers or something like that, I'm not interested in that.

Me and papa talked for a while before hanging up, not before promising to be back home by 11pm.

He said 8pm but I'm good at bargaining!

It's just pass 6pm, how does he expects me to leave in two hours time.

Stephanie is one of my very close friend, I've known her since highschool, she's turning 24 years old today and her boyfriend threw her this birthday party.

“Lily!”, I heard my name from the crowd of the sweaty party goers.

I turned around to see it was Olivia, my best friend from since we were 4 years old.

“Ollie!”, I ran and hugged her.

We were supposed to get ready and come here together but she had something to do. I don't know what, but that's what she said.

We were still hugging when I sighted Troy, my boyfriend, just few steps behind Olivia.

I let go of Olivia and ran happily to him, pouncing on him, He caught me with the same manner of happiness, swirling me around.

But I noticed he smelt different.

“New cologne?”, I asked just to be sure.

He immediately stopped and put me down, smiling down at me.

“I'm happy to see you too”, he said to me, kissing me on the lips.

There, I perceived it again, his ‘new’ cologne.

“I'm sorry babes, I am happy to see you”, I said to him, dropping the thoughts about the new cologne.

Troy has been acting weird the last few months, I talked to him about it and he said he was busy with school. He is 25 years old and in college.

I also talked to my best friend about Troy's recent behavior and she said I was just being paranoid.

Maybe I was, I don't want to doubt my boyfriend, we've been dating for two years now and he is the love of my life.

Troy continue to kiss me and I tried to match his speed, he was a really good kisser.

He kissed my cheeks down to my neck and my collar bone.

I was wearing a red spaghetti strap satin dress that stopped at the middle of my thighs. I didn't want to wear this but Olivia insisted, according to her, ‘It suits your pale skin’.

“You look incredibly beautiful in this dress babe”, Troy said in-between kisses.

I was feeling hot already, not from the crowded place but due to Troy's magical kiss.

“Ehhem!” I heard Olivia's voice followed by Troy's disappointed low growl, ‘fuck’, he whispered.

“So I can't have my best friend for just one night? You just got here but you're already swallowing her”, Olivia said to Troy.

“Get yourself a boyfriend!”, Troy said back.

“Ollie! let's go say hi to the birthday girl, okay?”

I know fully well that if I didn't intervene, these two would start bickering and I don't have the strength to listen to them.

I love them both individually but, putting them together in a room is a nightmare, nonstop arguments.

I met Troy at a party that Olivia dragged me to. He was really cute and he kept staring at me.

I was getting harassed by a drunk man and he saved me, it felt like something straight out of a fairytale, my Prince Charming.

It felt like love at first sight and we've been inseparable since then.

“Ollie?”, I called out to my distracted best friend.