The Billionaire Who Loved Me

e freckled sorority girl behind the counter at my favorite coffee shop. Julie goes to NYU. She is studying film and hopes

lattes today,” Julie asks, pouri

. The other’s

you get coffee

n’t want the spec

mming for midterms. I could

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o the list of people who know about the video and the fiasco at Tiffany’s, but then, Julie is willing to listen, and I am desperate.

bitch,” she shudders, adding layer

ged my temple with my finge

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would understand if you met him. Not that I want you

of a weekend. Well, the coffee shop is hiring. Fi

d on both coffees

ryly. “But I doubt I

t’s worth, I think you’re too adorable to be fi

my boss is nightmarish. I just g

Hey. It’s jus

ing in the morning. I’ll see you around.” I waved g

e Music, the record label. One floor below is the movie studio. The building also houses a legal department, a security department, a ne

owers. I get an average of 500k views on my content every single day. I love the positive energy that surrounds what I do. I love the feedback I get from my viewers and enjoy

ankfully, the elevator is empty except for a couple of legal executives, glaring at political headlines on their Ip

Almost everyone was at their desks as I walked into the office space on the 20th floor. This space is posh and sleek with

l, but Gloria sees right through me. It is there in the way she

nutes ago. Is this about your pro

my resignation letter. Goodbye to my recommendation letter from Wayne Keller. I had plan

about the proposal. I

across to Wayne’s office. The

Ming Chan is here to s

e and nods in the direct

ht in. Mr. Wayne

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chool. I had the biggest crush on him. It feels l

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hing

She wiggles her finge

nd made my escape thr

hale a lungful of air. Once more, I ran through my spe

my resignation letter in my hand, her pantie

on the door. T