A DEAL WITH MR. BILLIONAIRE

a's

d tonight are conflicted, I can't help

e myself a hug, and start

relationship with Alex stems from the fact that he is not as wealthy as t

y twice

than a bitch, and maybe he wouldn't have chea

ares for and cherishes me, and we have a

ad the love from home in years, but Alex was able to give m

instead of giving up on me as I had assumed,

ince this is Zoey's wish, to have h

ing to happen

the clubhouse contemplating everything before I ca

to his apartment if he didn't show up, b

to talk to, a

fided in if he hadn't cheated on me with Zoey,

friendship, I won't welcome h

was engaged to a fucking millionaire, thinking I would burst into

e, I'm an adult.

y believe that the ne

rch, I reach into my jacket

t, dipping my hand b

dering if he hasn't returned home yet because I was at the club from

and knock once more,

phone to try calling him; it rings

udly out of unexpected wrath,

ave you been? I

e pulls me into a s

than five minutes of knocking without a response, but after

ut a

takin

ide against the doorframe as if to prevent me from ente

d, adores having me vi

nt to stay the night becaus

side

e that everything will be al

looks up at me, beaming broadly, "I

and encircle my

eans he must have done something

ldn't be thinking about his betrayal right now. I can't go home tonight, and

interest

ind, "Baby," grabs my arm, an

le. Is he preventing me f

and out of his grasp and turn aro

lothes; there are around five articles

y flick to the staircase that leads upstairs to the

to defend himself, saying, "E

ng to say or how to respond to

eve that he's cheating on me again after I caught him with my closes

because I told him I wasn't ready for sex?

brace before a tear co

tion. Trust me. This is

't yell at them or slap them; instead, I left gently. None of them came running after me, and i

difficult to say "You call this a misunderstanding? Are you deranged? Uh, what precisely do you t

way I want or plan anymore, an

e me with open arms, and right now I should be in the kitchen wit

ting, playing games, or sharing a kiss,

honest and de

nd toss them at him, furious, but he

eone coming into my peripher

I force myself not to look, knowing it mu

it, give myself a hug in my jacket, and don't wipe

ore I can turn the d

Hello, Emma," and I slowly turn to

out. How long has this b

t me; his eyes are fixed on the ground, and

over and spare Zoey the joy of losing him to h

ever win. He has the chance to pick me ov

get the last laugh, I should get together with this billionaire and exac

or and run out, tears