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Healing the Broken Billionaire

Chapter 5 THE CONFESSION

Word Count: 1250    |    Released on: 28/11/2023

CONF

arlier, and these rich people's food do

just as small as a ping pong ball. It's aesthetic. It boasts an ultra

e do for a living?" Bruce aske

side of his lips, causing him to j

n't even hand him a napkin th

nd he took it with owe, scratching t

how much that

ike that? I'm sure they have millions in their ban

ess to clean it with a dry napkin. "I

his lips tight. He's not ev

anda demanded and rolled her e

inks on his Dolce," she told me a

" I shared, but it seemed like she didn't like 'clumsin

ng?" Cutting off the sud

to not notice that

personal favorite. And for that, it has min

I'd rather have a cheap chocolate bar than this pricey des

dessert for me." Gracefully

e, Amanda asked me with a smile. And I don't w

g like a dog, I nodded my head.

I lik

o mention that part to me." Amanda too

est designer in my company," boa

how his inner monster ate me whole and

he's under a spell. That magical flower spell. Ye

s just sel

signe

phic desig

ave a glimpse of hypocrisy, but th

igned advertisements from

me a reason to

d out that I got something with it, I'm pretty sure that she would

body felt like I entered the oven when Er

fect he was giving me. It's a little hard to ignore his w

with his suit and had e

re going to embarrass us." Finishing the last

uit in the car," dis

t that I couldn't swallow, Eric l

, Eric stood up and excused

and, and I've got no oth

ge steps are enough for him to pu

took all the air in my bo

stars and the crescent moon watching us, Eric settle

e a prob

his hands hold onto the banister and

ht,

ngaged." He suddenly opened u

tage of adjusting my life in the present while the

, sir," I ans

id he

ckle, I made a face. "What's

ping me at the banister with both of his arms on my sides.

ng my skin. But I thought, hey, I

with magazines and beautiful models," I began. Imme

ho looks better than me, sexier, a

to just shrug that memory off, bu

dbye over the ph

tear, I felt his hand cupped

said, and I was about to question him for his

away. All I can ever feel is his wa

nd me, and his kisses make m

ed more of him, and it was wrong, so wro

ic.

r so long." Keeping our space so little,

, my eyes

real, but I know that it was the stupi

cky as this if I hadn't manipulated it. Because I

ou, Nicol

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