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Billionaire's Hate Game 28- to work together
Liana Moore _____ I swallowed the pain reliever pills to help with my headache. It felt as though my head was mercilessly whacked with a sledgehammer. After I rested the glass of water on the kitchen plateau, I pushed myself and sat on the wooden stool.I stared outside through the glass wall, the view outside was the swimming pool area. The lights inside the house were turned off so the only source of light that allowed me to navigate around the kitchen was from the pool area.The house was so serene, everyone was asleep including Mary. I was the only one awake since I was waiting for Oliver.I needed to know where he stood. The case was delicate so I was in dire need to know if they found the real mule.The whole day went on with me on my laptop as I went through the news. The news was spreading like a forest fire. WowFood was making it big. I wondered who was framing me to the extent of setting me up with someone I did not know. It reminded me of when I was in the club, the guy
Billionaire's Hate Game 29- to wipe your tears
Liana Moore ____I was engaged in the laptop as I went through some products that FitFood ever launched in past years. They were all a hit, except for one product that never did well in the market. It was a breakfast cereal made of whole-grain wheat.I went through some details about it, wondering what could have been the issue that customers did not like it.I lifted my face from the laptop when the door squeaked. Oliver pushed it open and ambled in carrying his laptop. He had taken a shower, his hair was all pushed behind and tied in a ponytail. He wore a white tee and black sweatpants. He walked around the table and sank on the black leather seat behind the office table. I averted my gaze from him to the laptop. I needed to also give ideas."What do you have?" He asked while opening his laptop. He pressed several keys and then gazed at me."Not yet." I scrolled down the laptop screen. "Should the product be from the farm?""Looking into what the company intended to launch this ye
Billionaire's Hate Game 30- your type
Liana Moore ___ After a hectic day, which was worth it, all the employees gathered to celebrate the successful launch of the product. We were all in the company kitchen, late at 8 pm, as we also got to enjoy a free tryout of the new flavors that were launched. I was delighted to also see Oliver join us to try the new flavors.After the news about me being the mule in the company, I gained more haters. No one was looking my way and if they did, the glares they offered were clear that I was not on anyone's good side.Zip called in the morning to inform me that she was to be absent. Her mother was admitted to the hospital. She was the only person I could have spent the day with. Mikell was busy serving the employees, so there were no chances to have him sit with me at the table.I was seated at the farthest table in the company dining hall. The noises were like bees buzzing around. I couldn't even tell what anyone said as they were chatting in groups.Some were holding a bowl of cere
Billionaire's Hate Game 31-melting
Oliver Castillo ______ "Don't be ridiculous, Leo, a whore is a whore. They got words to cover up their deeds. I mean, who would even admit they date rich people? No one." Jason hollered and the sound of billiards balls hitting the pool table allowed right after. I was aware that he was playing pool.I sighed as I run my fingers through my hair which was a disheveled mess. I was as confused as fuck. My feelings were the blame, or the unfaithful hormones playing with me."I think it's up to Oliver to find out more about her now that she is staying under his roof." Leo finally let out. We both needed good therapy to help with the weird change in our views about Liana."That bitch is staying in Catillo mansion?" Jason's convulsed. "How come I am hearing this now? What is going on behind my back?""Jason, look," I pulled myself and sat nicely on the bed as I tugged another pillow on my back. I was about to warn him about the foul names he was calling her but I held it, after all, I was n
Billionaire's Hate Game 32- I kissed my boss
Liana Moore _____The sad part of all my life tale was not what I experienced, it was to have had no shoulder to lean on when I was at my lowest.But now here he was, Oliver Castillo Ross.He was just behind me with his hands wrapped around me. And that moment, my whole life flashed before my eyes. Everything led to a simple question, why have I never gotten anyone to just hold me so well like I mattered? The tears I always tried to hold were slowly welling up at the surface of my eyes. My burning chest always caught me wanting to rub it and comfort myself. I lifted my hand to my chest. The pain was unbearable. I bit my lip so hard to control the sobs, but I couldn't. I wished he could just stay like that and not see the tears flowing. But he sadly unwrapped his hands off me, resting them on my shoulders.Then he moved slowly in front of me. Once he fully faced me, I shook my head. "I'm not crying." I smiled which came painful. "I'm not crying," I repeated in a fading voice.He sile
Billionaire's Hate Game 33-to taint her
Oliver Castillo ______ I took exaggerated steps towards her. To confirm my assumption that she was nervous around me, she also took steps backward. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions. I could see worry lingering in them, then the dark coat of desire. She made me wonder what was going through her mind. She was wearing a black official skirt which was slightly above her knees. That was matched with an orange blouse that matched the color of her flat closed shoes. Her hair, as always, was held in a high bun, and at that moment, I desired to do a lot to her, like to see her hair falling on her shoulders.The prey got to her end road, I loved how she knew she was caged. The gasp, and the way her hands fell on the table where her butt collided. She was wrong if she thought I would leave her alone. There were things I wanted to confirm. Things like why she was so fucking good at kissing, like why she would melt with one touch and especially to know if she was touched. Yes, maybe I
Billionaire's Hate Game 34-sinfully sweet
Liana Moore ____ It had been two days since the incident in the office. I found all ways possible to avoid my boss because we were doing things that were deemed sinful. I just wondered why they were sinfully sweet.The ways his finger opened my walls, penetrating the depths of a place I had never seen, was just fucking delicious. Then the look he gave as if he wanted me to know he was also loving it just the way I was.When I was on edge, I held it, shivering in his hold. Scared I would make him dirty with my juices. But he forced me to pour everything on him. He made me feel like he loved it that way.It was getting out of hand, after learning he was the one who kissed me in the pool, I had been wanting more of him, more than I was supposed to want. And for the sake of my dignity, I was waking up earlier to go look for a place to move, then I would leave work and run off.My haunt for the house was a total failure. I had found another it turned out that the owner was no longer rent
Billionaire's Hate Game 35- away together
Liana Moore _____ "We are going to LA?" I couldn't help but ask because it was so sudden to travel after what had happened. As if it wasn't even more shocking, Oliver was already driving off, looking all determined. He didn't care to glance at me. "Do you have a problem with that?"Of course, I did, as a matter of fact, it was the weekend, meaning I wasn't working and he had no right to treat me as if I was at work. And for the fact that he just found it necessary to take me with him without caring to alert me in advance, I considered that disrespectful.Okay, fuck that, Mister Ross just woke up."Your father just woke up, Oliver." I noticed how the grip on the wheel tightened as though he would pull it out. If given a chance, I could have taken my words back. But that seemed to be too late because he suddenly pulled over. I stared around in haze then back to him. The way he was raging could have caused the car to blast. "Get out." He gritted. His voice was low but cold. He clenc
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