The Collision

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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CALIFORNIA

"Hello Mum, I'm leaving!!" As I ran out of the house, I screamed, "I'm sure I'm in a lot of trouble right now!"

Since Madam Zola didn't like me, she won't be easy on me. She might even try to get me fired. As I got into the taxi, I let out a sigh.

I just really hope that this will end someday because school starts back up in a week and I still can't go. Arianna, how did you get your life in such a mess?

"Ma'am, we've arrived at your place."

Before I left the taxi, the driver said "thank you" and thanked me. I thanked him again, paid the bill, and sighed as I left.

You've always dealt with worse, so you shouldn't let your fear take over.

I sighed and walked into California's most famous restaurant. I thought to myself, "Damn, popular my foot, they don't even pay enough money," but why does my mind tell me that Madam Zola is not being honest about the payments?

After I finished clearing my throat, Viviana turned back to me. She is the only friend I have here.

"F**k, Arianna, you're late again. What do you want me to do with you right now?" What about Madam Zola, she sighed. "I asked, "She told me to call you when I got there. I hope you're not already in trouble." She said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." I put on a fake smile and went to Madame Zola's office.

I knocked

"Come inside," "As I took one last breath and moved towards the door, her voice was cold and harsh.

She suddenly yelled, "You're fired! I don't want to see you here again!" When I heard that, I dropped to my knees.

"Ma'am, I'm very sorry, and I promise this won't happen again. I begged and pleaded, "I had to do something before coming here, I'm so sorry, I don't want to see your ugly face here again, don't you get it?!?" She yelled, "Ma'am, please, my mother and I will starve to death if you fire me. I will do whatever you want, please," and she promised to do whatever the boss wanted. As I said, I started crying "Okay, this month there won't be any pay. Do you want it to be that way, or do you plan to leave?"

I choked out "I accept" through my tears "Get out!" As soon as she yelled, I jumped up and ran out of the room.

I was so upset that I had to go to the toilet to cry. Why did she? I've never been able to get by without that money, and now I'll have to work without getting paid.

After I was done crying, I quickly washed my face and left the house.

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"What exactly did she say?" Viviana asked me " I told her I was working for a month without pay, and she gasped and asked, "Is she crazy?" How could she treat you like that? What kind of person is she?" The woman cried out.

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