Falling For The Married Billionaire

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sk why life gets harder and more complicated as we gro

.. without filtering out the bad memories and occurrences. In fact, histor

that I had chosen to forget and let g

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ave been throu

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when I heard the moans and groans. The sounds of pleasure would have been appealing to me if I wasn't the one

ng at the moment was caused by the despair I had buried within me. The remembrance of my pas

surgence of my past which had

t by that one person that I had believed was my person. Mi

emories, two pairs of unapologetic eyes stared at me. Those eyes were even ridiculing me

my supp

he chick he had chose

en taught that it

said to me, asking me to close the door so they could continue the action that w

I had been standing here, by the door, for the past five minutes or so. They

ded to cheat on me with the same girl that walked into our workplace eleven days ago but nei

wasn't

ivate moments. I have every right to sue you and I'll do that if

I might have a chance with after so many heartbreaking relationships. A man that I had stupidly trusted and give

y I have seen the red flags yet I didn't run nor di

very other girl, I shouldn't have given him my heart. I shouldn't have opened up to him. Maybe i

t I thought would help me achieve my dreams of becoming the best chef and h

e wasn't even drunk. As if that would have made me feel better. T

staring at but I could boldly say my tears were caused by the fact that life had a

ed that I was getting dumbed by men when the man that was supposed to be w

m and me and never looked ba

luck when it comes to fin

oes she have virgin eyes? My granny wouldn't act

nsually on my man... I mean on the head chef's shaft. She didn't seem like the same girl I had

must be thinking that my tears were signs of weakness. Did she even know that the man she was riding had been my man

ht gifts fo

you aren't, you should at least prete

and you will call me by my title. Who the hell are you by the way? You are a girl

er to her pussy. Was I getting cheated on because we never really went on a date? We

my mom until last month. I had never taken him home but my mom knew

in the same restaurant. Jude was the overall head chef while I was simply the patissier,

d never loved me. I asked myself if I would stand there and watch the man I had inve

ring those days, no one can take my place but I see some chick had taken my place o

ween his legs and a big part of me knew that was one of the few reasons I stayed with him de

ldn't have lasted. It wouldn't

lationship or I was trying in love since my heart a

u were banging the pat

nd walk out of the office but her next choice of words sh

ited for a threesome. I

clearly daring me to do my worst. That was enough to make me rea

ther choose to have fun or be th

wasn't enough. She had the guts to insult me and Jude had the audacity to snicker. T

o be the granny as I walked away. My feets hurried to the chef's changing room. I pulled my bag out of

hird leg was a peanut to you. Why are y

is third legs and I wished I could chop it off and take it with me but I d

cold metal in my bag as the

r, granny. It's m

only weapon I had and pointed it at them; the cheaters. Jude and the blond girl f

, Tia... babe. Y-you aren'

or do this. He forced me. Ple

ved me for eleven months and the blond girl also voiced out, clear

elationships that broke my heart

s to pay to make sure such never happens again and I have chosen Jude be

le this without t

illy, walked closer to the couple, and pointed the gun directly at Jude's eyes. It would have been more satisf

reamed so loud, n