Falling in love with a ruthless billionaire

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with puddles. Inside a small but cozy coffee shop on the corner of Broadway Street, the hum of c

e practiced smile she always wore around him, soft, easy and flirtatious. They made their way to a corner seat by

er attention kept sliding back to Timothy. He looked good as usual, clean-cut in a navy blue shirt, sleeves rolled just below th

e croissant," Sonya said, biting h

robably the turkey club. And a double sh

down. "Thinking a

tated.

ith a polite smile. As soon as she was gone, So

uzz of chatter around them. "What are we going to do about Jessica? We can't j

thing, believe me. But we're not dealing with a normal man. Raymond has everything, power, money,

he could come sta

know she won't leave easily. She'd be thinking

Sonya muttered bitterly, "Not wh

tched. "She didn'

his is her fate, Tim. Maybe trying to pull her aw

tching a man walk his dog across

ckly. "I'm just saying...we need to b

meetups, trying to record Raymond saying something incriminating. Each plan they built

nty minutes later, a

took a bite, moaning softly at the

is smile was filled with sadness and pain. He pic

ites. "Let's talk about som

. "Sure.

work, whatever. Anything to distrac

ld him about her new apartment and how the landlord was either a hoarder or a serial killer, based on the basement she accidentally wandere

er motive and wasn'

e, how respectfully he listened to her even when she rambled. He wasn't flashy like most guys she knew. H

the good things. Good grades, good friends, good guys and now that Jessica was

time for

ghed. "I should head to the offi

intment creeping into her

ing me. Really.

tightly. "A

grabbed his coat. "We'll figu

he wa

fingers tapped restlessly against the mug. She glanced at the window and saw Timothy

" she m

ut at Jessica. This who

bitterly. "Even after she married the mos

plate aside,

a big mansion, she wore designer dresses and had servants at her beck and call. Any other woman would've killed fo

a didn't wan

wanted the best

ropped a few bills on the table, and walked

he horizon and somewhere deep down her heart, Sonya w