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Crossed roads

Crossed roads

Elanee

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What happens when a notorious, arrogant and rude playboy crosses path with a strong ,independent and no nonsense beautiful girl. They hate each other from the first meeting and cant stand each other. Circumstances lead them into having a contract relationship where they are both not supposed to fall in love with each other. Come with me as we go through this intriguing story of love,hate and everything in between to find out what happens next.

Chapter 1 Playboy

Easton's POV

I sat on the couch in the private room completely drank and wasted. I have been drinking and partying all night with my good friend "Damien" and a couple of hot girls we met at the club.

This is what i like to do, drinking and feeling high from the hard drugs sold at the club. I was the typical playboy who likes to party every night, getting wasted and taking girls to bed every night.

Just like today, I was waiting for my driver to come pick me up from the club and I'm wondering what's keeping him so long. Speak of the devil and he appears, he helps me get to my feet with the help of "Mandy" the girl I've been flirting with all night. I manage to say goodbye to my buddy and leave the club with my driver and Mandy.

We were making out and smooching in the car all the way to the house and couldn't keep our hands away from each other. We finally made it to my apartment and got into the room,stripped off our clothes and got entangled with each other on the bed. I fucked the hell out of her made sure she screamed my name all night till she fainted out of exhaustion.

Next morning

I woke up with a spliting headache and groaned in pain. I reach to the bedside table and ramage through the drawers for my pills, I take the pills and feel the pain going down gradually till it's almost non existent. I look to the side of the bed and see Mandy still sleeping, I scoff at her and head to the bathroom to wash down.

Few minutes later i come out from the shower to find Mandy still sleeping. I walk to my closet and put on my clothes as i get ready for work. Finished with my clothes, i walk to the bed and tap her to wake her. She opens her eyes drowsily to look at me "time to go" i tell her. She looked suprised and looks around the room and puts her gaze back on me. I was starting to get impatient with how she was wasting my time. I take my wallet from the bedside table and throw several notes at her on the bed " get dressed and let me drop you I'm running late for work " i tell her impatiently. She finally gets the message and gets up to get dressed.

" Yesterday was fun, let's meet up again today after work " she says. I frown at her and tell her " I don't bed the same woman twice, we just had a good time yesterday and i wish to never see you ever again ". She looks shocked for a second but quickly regains her composure and says " I have heard you are a very rude and notorious playboy who is also good in bed, i was hoping we could do it again today but looks like it was just my wishful thinking, anyway i had fun yesterday and really enjoyed it ".

I must admit Mandy was a beautiful girl with curves in all the right places. She had huge boobs and a curvaceous body but i knew they were all fake. She is an A list actress who slept her way to the top, was she really thinking i was going to keep her around. I just had a good time with her yesterday and there was no way i was going to keep a whore like her by my side. I was a playboy and that was how it's going to be.

I silently left the room and went downstairs with her following behind. I went straight to the dinning room and sat down as i was served breakfast. I asked my driver to drop Mandy off not even inviting her to join me for breakfast. I took the newspaper on the table and started reading the news as nanny Grace served me my coffee. Nanny Grace has been taking care of me since i was born so she knew all my preferences and she was one of the few people i could never be rude to.

After breakfast, i went to my garage, got into my Maybeach and drove out of the apartment. Eventhough i had drivers, I liked to drive myself most of the time. I arrived at Black corporation in no time. Stepping into the building, i could feel the stares of the female employees already on me. It happens everytime and i just ignore them. I put on a cold and unapprochable face and strode to the exclusive elevator as i hear the gasps and giggles behind me.

I rode the elevator straight to the last floor and strode to my office. My asistant was already waiting for me when i got there. I settled into my office and began the day's work. I engrossed my self in work till it was time to get off work. Getting off work i drove straight to the night club to met my best friend Damian. We had a couple of drinks and i left with one of the girls to my penthouse in the club. The club was owned by my family that expains why i had a penthouse there. We had a quickie to quench my desire and i went down to continue drinking with Damian. He was busy making out with a girl in the private room so i excused them and left the club deciding to go back to my apartment and rest for the day. Nanny Grace had left my dinner on the dinning table when i got back, i ate my food and went upstairs to rest for day.

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