The Billionaire's Dilemma

n year

little bit too handsome stranger that had sat down

really wasn't in the mood for

your ass and that's why there are tear s

m astonished. W

y but, you're about to l

self. Someone stole your seeds?" I as

.. Fu

first question. What happened to you? Why were you crying at this very fun... busine

g the glass of red wine in front of me and drowning everyth

leasing a heavy sigh

rity and I was supposed to be working as a

had the chance, I wouldn't be here right now. I just wanted to get back to my bed and wallow in some more. But, Greta and Matthew are h

stranger says breaking the sile

me?" I retort harshly o

e not fucking

ointing at me with his large index f

'll be doing each other a favor by doing someth

un" is hooking up wi

ain. If you're down, meet me by the stairs in five."

to be fucking kidding me." I say l

esen

t was a very tempting one. Considering everything that had happened that night... The same stranger I slep

pierce through the distance between us, at me. I notice that he looks so much better than the last time we met... with his perfectly gell

barrassed that he

o, it's just--"I point at my now almost

tsoever, but I can feel the ice dripping from his tone which makes me ve

bes Magazine issue? My boss..." I start. But he

there will be no interv

things to attend to." He says with a note of finality, taki

ving from my now froze

" I ask, to confirm

nores me like I am not sta

the skin of my palms, no doubt leaving angry red marks. I open my mouth to sa

back at Greta's office telling her everything that went d

get this str

ed you to leave a

ng her arms like she wa

e didn't even want to hear me out okay? H

ked is you. Cause you're losing your job

" I exclaim. Leaving her office to go

*

to catch Mr Hayes so I can tackle him down. I cling onto my coat a little tight pretending that the deadly cold weather isn't b

, I jump to my feet and approach him as f

ment please?" I ask already out of breat

e before looking forward, a

starts saying something to the secu

re inside my company. Get rid o

ity and back off be

with a fork! What's his deal anyway? He can't pretend he doesn't know

Wednesday, I had caught up with Julian just o

rsday managing to get past the security by

I had stayed up outside the HAYES building

n the eighteenth floor. Who works this late into the night anyways? I think ab

r career. Everything comes crashing down when the stress of the week nips at m

id! And all the times I had reached out to them, they just shut me out. Maybe I'm ju

ealized that my tears had soaked up the front of my coat. I pull

n a hand holding a napkin appear

familiar voice and wish the