Mr. Billionaire - S01 E13 (Story Episode)

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Mr. Billionaire - S01 E13 (Story Episode)

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 13

Liam then showed me around the house. Ten bedrooms, seven bathrooms, a huge living room, an enormous kitchen, a dining room that went on for days, a home theatre and a huge patio that overlooked his gigantic swimming pool. I was breathless as I tried to grasp the fact I would be staying somewhere so beautiful.
“And this is your room,” Liam said, pushing open the door. The room was
huge. It was twice the size of my apartment.

I looked around in amazement as Liam said, “And if you need anything feel free to come to me.”

I turned around and saw that he was grinning, holding his arms open like he expected me to run into them. When I didn’t he pouted.

“You’re no fun, babe.”
I shrugged and said, “I’m not your babe.”

He pulled me into his arms and held me tight. “Yes, you are,” he whispered in my ear. “You just don’t see it yet.”

I escaped his arms and stood far away from him. “I’m not gonna be anyone’s babe ever again,” I said quietly. “I know how men are now.”

Liam seemed to have heard me. His liquid blue eyes stared into me as he said, “Not all of us are the same.”

“Oh, please, Liam.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re an infamous Playboy. You’ve had sex with your secretary and who knows how many other women you’ve been with.” I shook my head.
Liam sighed. “I’ve had sex with a few women, I admit, but I don’t have sex with just anyone. And besides, who’s to say I can’t change if I met the right woman.” He looked right at me.
I realized how dark it was getting and I shook my head, shaking off his intense gaze.
“I’m gonna take my shower and go to bed,” I said to him. “I’m tired.”

As I pushed past him, he stopped me and said, “Don’t forget to call Kale and invite him and Sasha over. We still have a plan to take care of.”
“Their names are Kate and Simon,” I corrected him.
He rolled his eyes. “Who cares? Just call them.”

“I will.” I walked away.
His expression as I walked away looked conflicted. Like there was something more he wanted to say. I could feel his piercing gaze on my skin even after I was gone.

~~AN HOUR LATER~~
Hearing Kate’s voice had affected me in a big way. It just depressed the hell out of me. I was so angry and sad but somehow I played it off and was able to pretend I was fine.
I had just drank a bottle of vodka and I was feeling a little tipsy. I was lying down in bed, desperately trying to sleep, but I couldn’t. This bed was huge. I wasn’t used to sleeping in a bed so large. I sighed and turned. Then I groaned and turned the other way. Sigh, turn. Groan, turn. This happened for a while until Liam swung the door open, shining light into the room.

I shrieked in shock and then blushed as I really looked at him. He was shirtless, his arms were toned and his pecs were like heaven. My eyes trailed down his yummy six-pack and to the V that led to his–
Look away, Yvonne. Look away!
And I did. I looked away, blushing furiously.

“What are you doing, bursting into my room like that?” I hissed, still not looking at him.
“You were groaning and sighing and the bed kept creaking when you moved. I thought there was guy in here. I was prepared to kick his ass.”