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Billionaire's Hate Game Mafia And the golden girl [04]
Chapter 5___Alessia____A brisk breeze grazed my shoulder, and a shiver ran down my spine. I sluggishly fumbled in search of something to cover myself from the chill, and fortunately, I found one.My body felt relaxed, except for the window of the room that was certainly open, allowing the breeze to sneak in.A soft groan left my throat and ran my hand through my hair. I inhaled the delightful scent on the bedding, enough to bring a smile to my lips.Stretching my hands with a yawn, the breeze grew strong, wafting in the room and carrying with it the scent of the ocean.I grew reluctant to wake up; the bed felt so comfortable that it compelled me to continue sleeping. But my stomach rumbled. I was starving. Most of the time, I rarely woke up hungry. I got used to waking up in the middle of the night to grab some snacks, like cupcakes. Did I skip a meal?Attempting to remember what I had for dinner, visions began gushing in my brain. The untouched delicious meal from the romantic d
Billionaire's Hate Game 01-to find you
Laila Moore _______ 'Hi, I'm Laila, your father's personal assistant. I am calling you from the hospital to inform you that your father is in critical condition. Please call back as soon as you receive this message, thank you.'**I had to assume that my boss' son had lost his phone, or that he was somewhere with poor network coverage. I had left him tons of voice messages and the guy did not seem to respond. Or perhaps I had the wrong phone number. I let out an exhausted breath and averted my gaze from the screen to the deserted hospital hallway. The silence on the floor was a sign that the nurses had managed to put every patient to sleep. It was probably midnight but I was scared to leave my boss alone. I pulled myself off the wall I had been leaning on and then walked to the door of the room he was in. The room where he was busy fighting for his life. Mister Ross was a good man. He was a boss everyone would wish to have. Despite having been his PA for three years, he was also l
Billionaire's Hate Game 02- a rich ass jerk
Laila Moore _____ An aged man clad in an expensive six-piece suit walked into the office where I had been waiting. He carried a file which he dropped on the table then turned to face me. I had stood when he walked in, and I did not miss the look on his face. He looked like he did not achieve what he desired that afternoon. Robert Frederick was a well-known businessman in Las Vegas. He was known for his touch on real estate. Well, I couldn't have known him if it were not for Mister Ross. He was rich and was also famous for doing some business which succeeded. "Good day, sir." I greeted him with the respect he deserved. He reminded me of my father who has always been making people want to lick the ground he stepped on. "I heard that you have been waiting." He unbuttoned his coat and resumed taking it off. "How can I help you and first of all, who are you?" "My name is Laila Moore. I came here in need of your favor." I commenced explaining as I held my gaze on him. It was something
Billionaire's Hate Game 03-bad news
Laila Moore _____ It was so ironic how I was starving yet I was an employee at a food organization. Fitfood was a well-known industry that touched every aspect of food products. Mister Ross had his business being the best food supplier in the state and was slowly creeping into the world. I yawned at the mere thought of the meals I usually devoured in the company kitchen. Shaking off the thought, I stared outside through the car window. We had arrived in the hospital. After a flight which mostly found me sleeping and getting woken up by nightmares, we finally landed and drove to the hospital. The blue sky which was dotted with clouds was rapidly turning into a shade of black, an indication that the rain was approaching and the storm was going to fall down. The hospital was industrious as usual. There were movements around the reception area where we were approaching. We hadn't reached the reception when my eyes fell on Susan. Susan was the company secretary. A well-known lady wh
Billionaire's Hate Game 04-jobless and homeless
Laila Moore _______ I never got any sleep the whole night. I mostly wanted the morning to rise so I could rush back home. And after almost a seven hours flight, I arrived home. I was back in New York, a place I never thought I would return to. As expected, I got cold feet from everyone. I had joined them in ST James cathedral where there were memorial services taking place. After so long, I saw them again. My mother who was as beautiful as always, my sister and his husband, and my father who was sadly in a portrait. They also saw me, and no one even cared to be good enough to say hello. They concentrated on the memorial, letting visitors come in, view the body and leave. My sister was heavily pregnant. It was something I did not expect because for those years, I lived remembering some words from her husband, who was my ex-boyfriend, 'I will never love her until she gives up. And I will be back with you.' I spent my three years thinking Timothy meant those words, and part of me w
Billionaire's Hate Game 05-unexpected situation
Laila Moore ______ I traveled back to California overnight. I aimed to be at the FitFood building very early in the morning to secure my job. When I ran away from home back three years, the pain never felt this immense. The heaviness I was feeling in my chest as I left New York was unbearable. Many were those who pitied me while on the plane, maybe from how dead I looked. I wanted to give up. I was on the verge of drowning myself to death. But some words kept chiming in my brain. They were Mister Ross' words. 'Never give up' There must have been a reason why everyone in my family hates me. I hoped just a day would come and I would at least know, because it was really hard to bear it all without knowing why I deserved it. I hated everyone, and I was close to changing my name and living like they did not exist. I deleted everyone's number and blocked them from every social media. It was not easy, but it was for the best. They were not gonna hear from me ever again. I had just arr
Billionaire's Hate Game 06-best revenge
Oliver Castillo Ross_____I switched off the disturbing radio news that was all speaking of the CEO of FitFood. He was not only all over the internet but also in the news where everyone was trying to exaggerate the story.I gripped the steering wheel tighter, making my knuckles turn white. I revved the speed of the car, desiring to make it to where I was going, as quickly as possible. The rain was dropping immensely and the night had crawled in like an insane demon.I left the highway and took to the road that led to my destination. From a distance, I could see the lights illuminating from the windows of the building I was nearing. The music was blaring to the stereo and expensive cars were driving into the building.I stopped the car outside the entrance, grabbed my phone, and stepped out. A parking valet took the car keys and I left it to him. I advanced towards the entrance door.The assessment was as usual but my presence was recognised. The two guards opened the door for me imme
Billionaire's Hate Game 07-mysterious billionaire
Liana Moore._____I stuffed my mouth with a fork-full of spaghetti. The restaurant served them best with baby kale salad and an avocado lime sauce which always worked wonders for me. Whenever I felt lazy to cook, since most of the time I ate at work or home with Mister Ross, you'd find me in Cain restaurant enjoying their spaghetti.Some of the waiters knew me. My arrival was always felt and they did not miss to approach me and tease me with my "the usual" order.I sat near a window that gave a view of the busy area. People moved about and vehicles made noises in the street creating an industrious ambiance. That was the noise I was craving for on my shitty Sunday.I had no idea why I needed to eat a lot. It was a day after my father's burial and even though I had resolved to never care about my family, every pain was now on my shoulders. The thought that he was gone forever was what gave me nightmares.I wanted to assume everything and move on but it hit hard to realize I even missed
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