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Mr. Billionaire, can I be honest?

Chapter 7 Beautiful life

Word Count: 1145    |    Released on: 20/08/2024

ley'

ression was void of any emotion. "It's fine, take it," Mr. Giovanni sai

tected the notable difference in our hand sizes... everything a

palms on the biometric hand scanner. "Alp

ed. "Fingerprint regis

Alpha, turn on the li

the bed was neatly dressed in white and brown-like he robbed directly from

," I said. He nodded without looking back and continued walking. I organized my new belongings in the oversized wardro

bbed the hanger, then knocked on

oice responded from inside. I opened the door slightly and pee

biceps, then darted away, my c

." I stretched the packaged gray

uch that I had to get it," he said grog

Mr. Giovan

umbled, the sheets

id, stepping back an

days ago I thought my life ended, and now I'm here. Damian Giovanni... I wondered if it

*

the direction of the staircase. My eyes opened. That must be Damian. I grabbed my p

zy bronze bedroom slippers. "Damian!" I rushed out of the room,

n Damian." I took a short pause. "You're off to work?" "Yeah," he

Alpha made breakfast; I told you before, you're not obligated to do anything. You

I hope you don't mind." I noticed his furrowed brows and puzzled look.

y face. "Have a good day at work... see you later, bye," I

facepalmed and whispered to myself.

camera on my neck, then tied my white sneakers laces. This cold m

walked into a small library next to a cafe shop; there were only two people besides the li

ore leaving. As I entered the cafe, the bell jigged. I caugh

to Breakfast Delight Cafe! Wh

inkled smile. "Good morning... mocha and cheese cake, please," I answered. "Come right up, have a se

ing the first customer." "Oh! Thank you." I returned her smile and set my b

gestion that I keep the spare change from our shopping, I was able to pay for breakfast. "T

t was lacking a bit of milk. "I should tell her... should I? What if I come off as rude

iction, exploring the fascinating inhab

it inside my leather bag. The cafe was already half-filled with people. The elderly woma

milk in the cream cheese would have made it different

"More milk? I'll try it,

me to come again. Bye," I

*

de lunch. I took my share and continued

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