My Nightmare Billionaire

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he virtually ignored me as he hopped ont

going to spill the beans," he taun

l, sunny yellow summer dress. I pulled my hair u

t help but chuckle and decided to tickle him. Instantl

aughter. However, he persisted, pushing me

tractive person on this p

erson on this planet," I r

ed sarcastically, sending us

ce suddenly broke our tickle battle,

cked onto me, leaving me struggling to

l

g at all,"

" Alex said through clenc

Joe. "Why

nner date with your

to overwhelm me. How was I supposed to go through with this? I me

lingering in the back of my mind

ri

ending efforts to get him to agree to take you out," J

antly and made

and promptly slipped inside. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the seatbelt, attempting to secure it. After several fruitless

hing felt amiss, though. I couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong? Are you upset with me?" T

added, but he didn't ev

strangely composed. Should I confront him? The idea briefly crossed my mind but was swiftly dismissed as I

journey together from the very beginning. It was evident that I had discovered a sanctuary where my heart raced. Amids

ser to something unspoken. The notion of waiting for him had been a daily, unceasing death, and I whispered, "Darli

onates with a newfound sensation coursing through my nerves. Although I've heard this song before, this time, the e

ension etching onto his face. His countenance, once emotionless, now betr

play such songs

ny pain. "I won't, Alex. I'll refrai

I step out, I realize he's brought me to an exquisite restaurant. He int

may need to schedule an appoin

illy jokes. We enter the restaurant, and I do my best to ignore the curious stares direc

oundings, I notice that everyone is impeccably dressed in elegant at

han those revealing clothes you wear dai

sipate. "I had no idea I'd be coming with you

nsists. "Quit looking around.

we place our order. Yet, once again,

ays, glancing at his wristwatch. But before I can

ouch?" His tone sharpens, and I flinch, low

does he have to be so enigmatic

r," I stammer. "I'm sorry." Perhap

o my astonishment, he does the same. "Do you have a boyfriend

d have a boyfriend. Do you truly think I'd be here, with you?" I

d?" I nervously inquire.

I d

raise a

o have a wife, and keeping a girlfr

ease. For a brief moment, it feels like

e smile adorned with a charming dimple. My hear

starting to think of something new blossoming between

oesn't mean I'll accept yo

at bay. Why does it hurt? We're not ev

eath, feeling content that he laughed today, even if only briefly. Every journ