Falling for My Billionaire Best Friend
A
ice as I push it open. As I enter, I feel a sudden unsettling in t
of me. Everything stops. My surrounding blurs. The beating of my heart races. M
ne in my office. I wasn't thinking about her when Dad told
kwardly. "Trinity." Her name comes out a
mile; a forceful one. "Mr. Hughes, good Morning, and welcome to your new office," she greets with
ter than before. My lungs expand further, that my ribcage
s, and she meets my gaze
my family threw out two days
ly, "I sent Lizzy a message that I couldn't come. So, as you know, I'm your new assistant; temporarily, and my off
r; her green eyes are sh
still the same, though. Her face still has freckles, but they're lesser, maybe f
"You have a meeting in
or a while, can you?" I move closer to her because I bad
ed all the paper works that left by Mr. Peter Wil
at either." I snap. "What
rself. "Nothing bad happened to me, Mr. Hughes. If you don't want me as your temporary
ike she doesn't know me? "Stop calling me Mr.
nd, Mr. Hughes. You are my boss now, s
as I say," I tell her i
wn at the empty chai
ue pencil cut skirt that ends just above her knees. She wears a white blouse
o the U.K, but you were not there. Yo
anything. I gues
ake back our friendship, Trinity, but you didn't
That was four years
our friendship for years with just one mistak
at? Your friends, classmates, and girlfriends thought I was ju
rlfriends? How many times did I defend you against those freaking losers, Trinity? How many times?" My voice fills in the room.
ou made friends with Brits." She doesn't look
such an
e an a
one and your language when you're in m
r. Hughes," sh
, hoping she gives in now that we final
Meeting in less than four minutes, Mr. Se
stop with brows furrow to the second note. "Dinner with Luke; to discuss
ed?" I grab her hand a bit stronger, and there y
e is d
out, but she doesn't meet my gaze anymore. She jus
behind me. I almost collide with Lizzy w
t in less than two minutes.
k at the monolithic view of the buil
ng my shoulders in defeat, I swallow hard th
point of
answer m
one of a sister like she used to when we we
e-foot-eight inches fr
ver be oka
be. It's never been too late," she says and walk
y whose busy writing something on the notepad. I find out that she didn't follo
ted numbers in every way possible. I walk out of the c
I Look at Dean, m
, first day, and still having a jet
your family owns this. You can work your fat ass at t
amusement. "Like
od talk, Bash. Just call
Thanks, Dean. You're
u to be an overprotective brother over her, but man, I love her with all my life, and I don'
we fall in love
u will be fine. It's
strangle my
*
You've wasted, man." Edmund grips my
nge with the girls on tequila shots. I'm lightweig
le some shots, Ed
I'll lose my job beca
ling me baby Bash, or I wi
ed eyes flutter close as
t, Ed
rom the front seat. Then I hea
*
he doorbell rings repeatedly. My head is pounding wit
good reason bombarding into my penthouse. I'm sure it's my family. They a
d gulp the still cold water in the glass. I feel rel
my living room toward the door, still rubbing m
g. Dam
unlock and squeeze
nd walk away without bother looking whoever on the door. I still when I hear a gas
er I am not wearing a shirt, and I'm only on my pants from yesterday. Sh
d close the door behind you. I'll just put a shi
my
Trinity. Be
pricks my skin as if I get a sunburn. I reach my hand to touch my back where it hurts a lot. M
n to let my back face the mirror. My eye
king