My Roommate's Billionaire Boyfriend Broke My Heart

he soles of Dianna Stevens's shoes, a fran

rs twisting the thin fabri

rron family fortune, is the man Dianna has always liked.He leaned against the railing of th

elt tight, a knot

beach house. The memory was a blur of salt air, the low murmur of waves. When she fell in the darkness, a strong

it was him.

step felt disconnected from her body, as if she were watching someone else move across the

ach. He turned his head, and

Nothing. Just a cool, assessing g

of him, the carefully rehearsed

. She had to know. "Four weeks ago," she began, her voice gaining a

sound escaped his lips. It wasn't a laugh.

re talking about." he sai

er mouth to explain, to describe the feeling of hi

rd. The space between them vanished, an

, please don't bother me." His voice was i

e movement, ready to walk awa

ingers clutching his sleeve tightly. ""Don't go. I actually wanted t

usly, before finally speaking with a defiant air: "I'v

forcefully pulled at Dianna's smal

ngers to resist Holden's attack, while

ngertips when he trembled slightly

anna feel as if she could hear the s

ould he have touched her that night? And why would h

bright and full of surprise. Holding her breath, she spoke again s

ruptly shook off her hand. The action was so s

ndisguised disgust that f

like you, I have absolu

rsations, their curious glances landing on Dianna's pale, horrified

ging the back of her eyes. S

bodies by the house. It was as if their entire exchange had been a figme

rom the party was no longer a backdrop of

gentle touch, that quiet momen

hought to escape. To run from the pitying stares, from t

out her name. She didn't stop until she was out on the st

is rejection,

beach house was real. The feeling was real. And she knew

find out

know she possessed. Tomorrow, she would find him. She would ask