Steamy Deals on the Billionaire's Island

the heavens ordained them by accident. They're so awful,

My aunt, who thinks it's okay to bug a twenty-five-year-old woman on her whereabouts. And, newsflash, we don't even live tog

is

hat it looks like, can it? But what else would it be then? A lock of blond hair comes

it's the grief of losing grandpa that has settled in my br

this time fr

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ks like?" I hear the pain in my voice and I hate it. I

't notice me standing here for minutes. On hearing me, they turn. Then

ve what

ning to leave immediately. I grab my handb

ing. I stare stubbornly at the grey doors, willing my heart to not break. To not

ful

ve gotten the skin in those areas bruised, but I know this pain isn't coming from there. I refuse to acknowledge where it's coming from. I get up and continue storming out. At a point, I start runn

art f

rry. I tho- I thought

ise," she smiles kindly before holding b

o her arms and offer every word of consolation in the world. She might be able to help

her woman, crushes my esteem. She must be one of the waiters I flaunted my ring at. Not in a way mea

the ring off, hurting myself a little in the process, and throw i

estly I couldn't care less about its worth. I already have more than enough money to spare, as it is. Thinking about how it cost something though, I retrace my steps. I don't mind not having it, bu

eople leaving the lift, and those seated in the waiting area. He didn't even run after me. He

bast

mehow I still found myself in this situation, back to the fi

cry about. Not at all

ovides for its leaving customers. I step out of the car rather calmly. Sometime alo

here to

t after giving a very teary eulogy, I needed to fall into someone's arms and cry. I needed to be babied. Needed to be

to marry t

, and I realise I'm standi

moving away and towa

look. "What's the quickest flight I can catch? I don't

e moving into action. "This leaves in about one

I say, my voice thi

and tell him to keep the other half as a tip.

t the twenty minutes wait time felt like,

g in happiness about not being on the same land as that loser. I twirl

life

nd my Grandpa was alive. Today, I have none. Not my grandpa or the suppos

life

were looking at me in

erits ev

a luck

tending to

ainted if I stayed a minute more there. So I left to the place I thought I

the day, running away from the p

Great? Sure

body giving up under the weight of all the pain it's experienced today. But it jerks again, and seeing the people

escapes my mouth. No, please. P

is made. "Everyone use your seatbelts, flight attendants p

ir sockets, a mixture of frig

war start while I w

eep your

hat do at t

itations rock my chest, and soon, the darkness tha