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My Billionaire Fiance

My Billionaire Fiance

Author: j.oma
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Chapter 1 First meeting

Word Count: 970    |    Released on: 05/02/2025

Me

are you still d

ng. .I'm

t, how can you keep

9f this, no how I pushed against it you dou

ge party for you. This is your eighteenth birthd

changes

ike anything will change. I had to give in just to make her happy and I ended

l everyone's gaze on me without needing to look up.

up and socialising, I looked for a q

ug

otice that there was someone else there and when he coughed it s

to scare you." The man sa

asked when I saw him all wrap

ust not used to

r a walk, I'm not a

and left the hall with me

u a family friend or

I used to come over to your house to pla

n't you feel hot." He was covered from he

st say I'

ould make you wrap yours

ion and I react to ma

must be fr

g. But hopefully I'll g

our days wrappe

only dress like this when

ut continuing the conversati

e. Oh before I forget, here's you

u haven't told

Richa

I hope they find

bad for him, how difficult would it be

sight. I felt bored staying outside

re. I've been looking

ou know I'm not a b

n you should aban

em, I just accompani

you're claiming to

I came back a

e you don't k

he said he was a child

s glow with excitement when I mentione

I go

lmost time to start se

dad just do tha

t and now you're telling me you're tired. Qui

arties. Atl lea

ld mutter and bidded farewell to the guest. After everyone

if I could receive gifts without having

iends including Richard. I couldn't help wondering what Richard would look like without his mask on. After m

ded and would never fall victim but things don't always go as we plan. University life was filled with love bubbles in the air. You would all always see a couple at

hostel, sometimes at competitions organised by the school though I never

ns held by the school and this was where I thought my l

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