The Billionaires Mistress

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n one touch ignites every nerve in your body even though you don't want to acknowledge that horrible mess d

d begun working ten-hour shifts about a month back since my dad got fired from what seemed like his millionth job at t

t much thought, I went upstairs to search for another bathroom and to my luck, it was the first door on the right. I

hint of eyeshadow, and topped it off with cherry red lipstick. I quickly shoved my clothes into my bag and walked out only to encounter wh

e? "He asked, grasping

ourse before you crossed my path. "I gritted my teeth while glaring at him with piercing eyes. I couldn

eat me when I have done n

want him because my mind automatically weighs the good and the ba

may I repeat myself for your walnut-sized brain to comprehend. I contain no affection to

ling your name and so I will ask your father for your hand in marriage. "He gushed, and my

was surel

s were loaded with chump change. That's what my father was longing for so he could

gined for myself nor for my

ow. Not ever." I hissed, stil

ing sight that made my heart rate accelerate faster each time I observed h

nticing it was nearly close t

to the side. His jawline was so sharp I'm sure it could