BETROTHED TO THE BILLIONAIRE

rie'

t happened tonight. That doesn't stop me

step down from the car and begi

to support my relationship with Fred because he is not as rich as t

ated onl

't have cheated on me yet again. Brenda is a bitch and I

t and I feel the same way. He is a passionat

truggling to maintain our status, Fred was able to bring it back. He

. I thought he was going to get tired of me but h

s is what Brenda wants? She wants us to

that happen.

hat I must have spent a lot of time at the clubhouse t

n't. I didn't take any alcohol because I knew I wa

I need someo

een the person I would go to, to confide in him but Bren

but that doesn't mean I will

betrothal to me, expecting me to jump up in excitement for being betrothe

for God's sake.

think I would be ex

my hand out of the jacket poc

p my hand back into

ses from work at 9 pm and this is 11 pm already. I was at the club fro

nd knock again. I

e to give him a call. It rings for

loudly and aggressively on the door

l have you bee

hirtless as he pulls

I have been knocking for over five minutes and there was no reply.

rtl

s happ

Leaning his side to the doorframe, as though to block

es it when I come to visit.

ht out and this is the only pl

h h

e and assure me that ever

ust about to give you a call", he stare

ds and fold them

gain. He is acting strange because h

y thought at the moment. What should be my major concern is to spend the night here? I can't go ho

n't f

nd me and grabs my arm,

doing this. Is he stopping m

hand from his hold and turn back. This

living room. There are about five pieces of c

tinctively to the staircase leading to the room u

k", he shows up in front of

th. I don't know what to think of th

g him with my best friend. He isn't bothering to come to check up on me t

or sex? Is he finding it hard to control hi

roll down my eyes, he p

ieve me. This is just

I didn't shout or slap any of them. I left quietly. None of them ran after me and it bro

a. "You call this a misunderstanding? Are you crazy? What exactly do you take me for, uhn?!"

Nothing seems to be going t

ly welcomed by Fred. I am supposed to be in the kitchen with him r

ng or playing a game. We ought to cuddle

ing and chea

hrow them at him in a fit of anger but h

from my peripheral view a

eating on me with, I force myself not to loo

and walk to the door, hugging my jacket to mysel

he doorknob to go o

out to me and I turn slowly to se

th a shout. Brenda again? Ho

ooking at me. His gaze is on the floor

ld win him over and not give Brenda the pleasure of lo

rve it. He has the opportunity to choose me over he

the last laugh, I should probably meet up with this so-called billionaire a

door and dash out with te