13 - H-O-TSummerI chugged a large gulp of cheap wine and stared at the articles and their atrocious headlines. ‘Twenty-two-year-old Hate-Love Star Flirting With the Dashing CEO of Moore Beauty: Do You Think Sugar Daddy Damon Is H-O-T? Read More!’Gross. Even if he paid me a grand to be in his presence, I wouldn’t accept it. I’d need at least fifty to sixty grand in this economy. I wonder what his face would look like when he finds out about the rumors. I snickered, drinking more wine. His nose would flare, and he’d snap or bark at anyone closest to him before calling me. I hope he doesn’t. Slumping on the couch, I scrolled through more

16 - Her BoyfriendSummerI stiffened, clenching my hands in a fist.“You are so fucking infuriating,” he whispered, his harsh, warm breath fanning over my neck, making my heart stutter. “Feeling’s mutual,” I said, turning around and glaring at him. “Let me leave.” His stormy dark eyes met mine, and I hated the way he looked at me, making butterflies flutter in my stomach. Maybe I was delusional, and they were actually moths warning me to get away from him. “I apologize for accentuating that white men in power demanding sex or as you said and I quote, ‘blowie’ for a position, but… I’m not one of them.” His jaw clenched, and I eyed his high cheekbones and sharp jaw peppered with the righ

18 - DealSummerMy hand was shaking with anger and shame when I ended the call. My biological mom, Carol, needed more funds for her boyfriend, who was an alcoholic. My parents had already paid her for her house with the money I sent them for their savings, and now she wanted more. “Everything okay?” I looked at Damon, his gray eyes closed off and I prayed he heard nothing. “Y-yeah, everything is fine,” I forced a smile and looked at the small restaurant. “I thought we were going to talk in private?” He stared at me for a moment. Without the heels, I reached his shoulders, and I didn’t like that he could look down on me. “Right this way,” he said, turning around, and I followed him.

20 - Cat MomSummerI hummed and kept one eye on the cat as I looked around the guest room. It was bigger than the apartment I was renting, and it had heated floors. “Do you want to take a bath with me?” I asked the cat, and he meowed loudly, rubbing his tiny body against my leg. He was very friendly, so he was definitely used to humans. I hated the thought of someone dumping him in an alley just because he was old.“Okay!” I picked him up. “Let’s have a bath together.” Stripping out of my soaked clothes, I started the water while playing with the cat. Despite being abandoned in the rain, he was very playful and energetic. I had already toweled him dry, but he’d need a proper bath with cat body wash. How anyone could abandon this cute little creature was beyond my thinkin

22 - My BoyfriendSummerWhen I got out of the shower, a set of clothes, including my undergarments, were placed on the bed. The navy dress looked brand new, and so did the sandals. Not everyone knew I had ADHD, and I kept it that way since people’s reactions were always polarizing. My parents, Emma and Mia accepted it very well, but some of my co-stars and the producer of the show thought it was an excuse I used for being lazy when it was just an executive dysfunction.I never told my partners about it. Especially since my ex-girlfriend started stealing adderall from me when I got diagnosed. But Damon took it well. I wasn’t expecting him to hold my hand and thank me.He is surprising.My heart pounded in my ears when I donned the dress. Its expensive material hugged my body. It fell right on my thighs and looked between professional and casual. If I’m going to have a pretend-billionaire