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REVENGE AGAINST THE RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 1218    |    Released on: 06/05/2024

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oman whispered in my ear, her to

umping music and swirling lights. I downed a shot of tequil

bodyguard, Max, blocked my path. "We

in some boring dinner,"

said it's importa

nherit me for months, and this interview was their latest

I said, holding up my hand to

om, receiving oral sex from the woman. I guide

praised her as

replied, lic

ady forgetting about her.

o go?" h

got here; I'll say hi and ha

late for your interv

ax. Five more minutes," I a

ented, though I could

lege, always by my side, knowing ev

my friend Tucker, a pilot at our

sixteen hours of flying from Dubai. I'm so bored, and

ime." I called the waiter an

the club, having a good time drinking

ve fun." I poured more tequila into o

me by the entrance, frowning. I untangled myself

Max? What's

y business

tell me anything. Spill it out

drove five hours from Dansville, re

ge woman." I smirked. "Well, life is not always a bed o

eyebrow but

ations," I admitted. "I still have to prove myse

ke over the family bu

fe's too short to just chase money. We have to enjoy it, experience ne

et it," Tu

ang. It was Austin, m

ou're late for your interview with

ts and securing my position in the company was important,

arted kissing my neck,

e meeting, Austin," I told him, tur

rview. It's crucial to distract the media

inster to interview me," I replied more firm

our parents again. This is your last chance to prove that you're capable of

on." My lips twisted, suddenly upset. "Give th

elle

rived promptly at eight at a swanky New York restaurant. The high

ble, there was still no

th him?" Amara whispered to me, then turned to Austin, who l

ead. "Maybe he's dealing

mara rolle

show, we're done," I declared, feeling frustrate

stall, I overheard l

t happened?" o

v last night," another girl, wit

lucky," the firs

his bed. He left with that German model

ly had morning sex with

" the Russia

nfirmed my suspicions tha

ssional liar an

d a joke. He should have said that he did not wa

table, where Austin

?" I answered, m

up tonight. I can't meet you. It's another emerg

end dropped by,

," he admitted

onfront h

tomorrow morning. And then tomorrow morning, it'll be d

You seem upset

ames," I snapped, unable to

you can always ask

I scoffed. "Goodbye, Mr. I

e could come up wi

money, and effort but also ruined my book

to make Nikolai Ivanov w

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