Mr. Billionaire - S01 E07 (Story Episode)

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Mr. Billionaire - S01 E07 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 7

“You are so d--n pushy,” I grumbled, glaring at him.
“Yeah well you’re so rude for someone so beautiful.” He looked me over in approval and smiled softly. “You look amazing today.”

My heart pounded at his words, but I shook it off. I can’t start crushing on him. He’s a Playboy. Girls are just objects to him.
“Yeah, I’m sure you say that to every woman you meet.

Especially Gertrude. Gretchen. Whatever her name is,” I said hatefully.

He didn’t deny any of this, he merely smiled and raised an eyebrow.

“Jealous, are we?” He smirked.
“F--k you.” I glared.

“You want to do that here in my office,” he chuckled. “I don’t know, we might get pretty loud.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “You wish.”

“Yes, I do.” He grinned widely.
I shook my head at him. “Look I only came to return your coat and say thank you for taking me home last night. You have your coat, thanks for taking me home, now bye.” I turned.
“You can’t go just yet,” he called after me.

I whirled around to look at him, only to find his perched on the edge of the desk, looking completely at ease.

“And why the hell not?” I asked, looking at him like he had grown a third eye and a webbed foot.

“Because you owe me for my kindness. Please have a seat.” He gestured to the seat in front of him.

I sighed in exasperation and slowly made my way over to the chair, eyeing him suspiciously the entire time.
When I finally plopped down he grinned and said, “I think you owe me an explanation, Yvonne.”

“An explanation about what?” I snapped angrily.

“You were pissed last night, why?”

Last night really came back to me. Kate and Simon. The anger and sadness. And then apparently Levi and Martia had kicked both of their asses after I’d left. I had forgotten to ask Kayleen about that…

I finally sighed and said to him, “It’s a long story.”

“I’ve got time.” He grinned. “Start from the beginning.”

I began to tell my story, forgetting where I was and who I was with. I’m not sure why I did it, but some part of me felt like I could trust Liam, even if I barely knew him.

“When I was little I had two best friends, Kate and Simon. All three of our mothers were friends and Simon’s mom and my mom would always say they wanted us together. We all grew up together, being the best of friends. But soon Simon and I lost touch after high school. But one day we met again and things took off from there. When he proposed to me, it just felt right.” I sighed deeply, my heart sinking as I got to the bad part. “Then finally it was our wedding day. I had noticed how weird Simon and Kate were acting, but I just ignored it. Simon stormed into the room an hour before the wedding and said we couldn’t get married because he’d been with her—Kate— for a year behind my back and they had fallen in love.”

I met Liam’s eyes and saw sympathy, I quickly looked down, hiding the tears in my eyes.

“And you know what’s really f----d up?” I asked, my voice shook. “When I called my friend this morning she said they were engaged. She said they both wanted me to come and support them.” I shook my head and stared at my hands which were clenched into fists and shaking violently.

I heard Liam sigh and say, “So you want to get even?”

My head snapped up and our eyes met. He had a strange expression on his handsome face. I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I saw a sort of wistfulness that seemed to say he was once in my shoes or someone he cared for had once been heartbroken like me.
“Get even?” I repeated, tasting the words on my tongue.
He sighed again. “Yes, get even. Make him feel what you felt. Make the girl–I think you said her name was Kate–wallow in regret and jealousy and want for what you have.”

I thought about his words. Making them angry and jealous, making them feel what I felt…

But how could I–?

“You’ll need the perfect man,” he began, looking at me. “Rich, handsome, charming. And you’ll need to flaunt him around your ex- fiancé and your ex- best friend.”

I blinked at him and tilted my head to one side.

“And where do I find a guy like that?”

Liam smirked. “You’re looking at him, angel.”

“You?!” I shrieked, mouth falling open in shock.

“What? You don’t want me?” he laughed cockily. He seemed to know full well that I did.

“So you’d be willing to pretend to be my boyfriend.” I eyed him. “For what price?”

Liam eyed me slowly from head to toe and back again. My face got hot and my body grew warm as he chuckled. His smile was dangerously sexy as he said, “Oh trust me, it won’t be free.”

I was about to throw a witty retort at him when Gretchen walked into the room. She took in the scene and tossed a glare at me.

“Mr. Hawke, you have a meeting in ten minutes,” she said, her face hard.

“Thank you, Gertrude.”

She looked like she wanted to correct him for saying her name wrong, but instead she nodded, not leaving. She stood there, staring back and forth between Liam and I. Finally, Liam threw her a look that said ‘get lost’ and she hurriedly backed out of the room. She stared at me with hate the entire time.

B---h, I thought to myself as I glared back.
“Well as you’ve heard, I have a meeting in a few minutes. I won’t be long, only an hour at the most. After that hour is done meet me and we’ll finish our discussion.” He wrote something on a piece of paper.
I nodded and shoved the strip of paper into my pants pocket. I headed to the door and before I could open it, his hand shot out to hold the door open for me.

I turned around to thank him and found his face very close to mine. My breath caught.
“I look forward to working with you, Yvonne.”