The Billionaire's Creed

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e of humor, and we were into the same mu

e the beer he had drunk. I could still feel my lip

o his place, and he didn’t initiate until I told him it was okay. His

s hands were cuppe

didn’t know what was wrong with me. I hadn’t had a boyfriend for a year

together as he looked down at me. He was tall, towering my five

y.” I sig

moving t

here came the cliche part. “It’s just. It’s me. I haven’t dated in a while, and I’

.” He placed his hands on my arms. “I

dn’t do any

w each other.” His suggestion should have made me rel

ver my dress. “I’m sorry. I can’t. How about a rain chec

aid ruefully, “

d out my phone from my

If you need anything. It doesn’t have

face and dialed his number so that

Let me call

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do, Adley. Is Adl

nodded. “

moved on as well. When my best friend, Blaze, told me to start living like

nd for almost two years, and my ex dumped me becau

I did, but I couldn’t force myself to do something I was uncomfortable with. I co

okups, but maybe, I

by. When the elevator door slid

rry

pped

inish my contemplation, he must be eyeing me up and down as I could feel him standing still, watching me. His

s deep and sharp like someone us

me, considering it was just t

es focused on me. His thick dark eyebrows slanted. He had a five o’clock shadow that adde

short laugh. There was a hint of amus

rced my eyes like

ed. “It didn’t take a lot of time. You don’t loo

his remarks under my skin. He was a stranger, and he should not aff

business.” My stoma

an’t you just admit

of the night, and the next thing you’d say, the best night of her life. Yeah, maybe I didn’t sleep with him because that was my decision, and if you have a

hought I should feel panicked as he would do something to corner me, pin me against the elevato

My heart hammer

ral. His espresso hair needed a haircut and was in disarr

t the same time, pissed at this awfully intrusive str

e from my eyes to my lips and down to my ches

del, but I was happy with the glass hour figure. I may

s l

f you som

heard you. It was not an insult.

ially when he smiled. He was the kind of man you would second look at and daydream of being with him under your sheets. Maybe if I was too bold and m

s your

I walked out o

he was following me, or we bo

was, he didn’t need an effort if he wanted to c

ail a cab. The exorbitantly handsome

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e up e

my mug, ignoring Blaz

.” He helped himself with the coffee

he word guy was even offensive to him because he was nothing li

s the elevator guy?” He was the one who encouraged me

started kissing. Then suddenly, it felt like I was cheating on someone. I felt terrible. He still gave me his number even if

on something. It doesn’t mean he’s kind; he’s the r

ationship.” I grabbed my l

ooking for a

ybe, he’s looking for a relationship. Th

ll go out on Friday. An

s good

meeting. And guess

st got married to an attractive social media influe

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