A Different Love With The Billionaire

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Vivian’s point of view

I stared through the glass binding the restaurant, looking at the day as it closes on coming to an end with only one thought dangly across my mind; how to settle this landlord of a man. My chin was rested on my palm with me lost within my deep thought. My mind unsettled.

A new bar is newly founded just meters and dancers are wanted with an attractive daily salary, I mean how bad is it for me to go try that out. It’s not like I can dance or anything but all it takes is just to dance around a pole and shake my body for cool cash. Seems slutty but I have no choose at this moment. I have no option. My mother made sure of that, she made sure of it.

I haven’t seen Amber since she went away to go add to my trouble with the landlord. I couldn’t talk back to him and a friend of my did and that ain’t gon sit well with a very wicked man. I wonder how he’s going to react the next time we meet.

The ding of the door opening snapped me away from my thought, I look up to see who walked in only to be greeted with the handsome guy from yesterday. A charming smile on his moderate face, I wonder how many days God took to creating this perfect looking Demi-god.

He look beyond perfect, so perfect I’m getting tempt sinfully by physiques.

“My usuals please,” he said in his rough sexy voice, having my face put on a wish for him to be mine. I shook off every feeling I’m getting from him, I need to remember he’s never gonna be mine and wouldn’t notice me the way I do to him. A lot might be attracted by my look, but definitely not this guy that looks so rich and probably has a wife or girlfriend who is more or thousands more good looking than me.

“Your usuals?” I asked with a creased eye contact, I mean yesterday was the first time he came in here and all he bought was a doughnut. Does that make it his usuals when he only bought it once and obviously wanted to give it to a kid defining from how he answered what he wanted yesterday.

“Yeah, I mean what I got yesterday,” he repeated, shrugging as he scratched the back of his head in a very smug manner.

“You bought doughnuts, and you said it was for a kid.” I reminded him, Incase he forgot cause it looks like he did.

“Oh yeah I forgot, I shall want a coffee this time,” he requested, never letting the smile on his face fade away. The smile adding more petrol to his already burning look, the amount of hotness bestowed upon him face cannot be described or say by the use of mere words.

I opened my mouth to ask what typed when he bested me to it by saying. “Any type.”

A loud audible breath came out of me before I turned away going to the coffee making machine to prepare him something good. I stared hardly at the coffee as if he was a nemesis I’m trying to get rid of. I glanced backward to see his eyes on him, he looked elsewhere when he saw I caught him.

“By the way I’m Dwayne,” he introduced from where he’s sitting on, a bit far away thus making him raise his voice for me to be able to hear.

“Call me Vivian,” I replied politely, looking back at him with a smile. I went back to him with his coffee done and ready to be devoured.

I placed it gently in front of me, “And that’ll be ten bucks sir Dwayne,” I chuckled looking at me. My brain tapped my mind making me wonder on why I’m suddenly so friendly and gushy too good with him. “Lest I forgot, thanks for yesterday, that was so generous of you,” I smiled at him, thanking him for yesterday.

He smirked instead, “Can I be your friend Vivian?” The husky voice I wish could whisper to my ear ‘I want you’ asked.

“Yes, yes of course, I’d love that.” I answered in a voice I couldn’t recognize was mine from the way they sounded; probably from how I’m currently feeling, also restricting myself from jumping up because he asked to be my friend while mentally jubilating.

He smirked lightly, making me wanna grab him and smash my lips on his heart shaped lips that recently formed a thin curved to the left line in a damn hot manner. My eyes went to his hand moving slowly towards mine placed on the counter surface.

He took it into his hands that felt so warm as he squeezed it gently, everything in me went crimson from how delightful I felt. “I’m glad I got a yes.” The man said in almost a whisper, purposely making me feel more hot, he knew he was getting to me and thus applying more pressure.

I nodded my head unable to get any words out of my mouth as a reply, he stared into my eyes trying to find the hidden desire to own him in it. He smirked once more making me guess if he found it or not, his handsome face went down as a light scoff fell through his lips. “There’s more to you I wish to explore.” He spoke so fluently I couldn’t ignore how sexy his voice sounded in my ears perhaps. I stared back into his mesmerizing ocean eyes, trying to read who he is or who he can be, I’m getting no message at all. He surely looks rich and definitely like a guy who you would think twice before messing with.

‘f**k! f**k! f**k! Vivian you’re becoming a simp to a man you f*****g met yesterday, get a damn hold of yourself’ the tiny voice at the back of my mind that called herself the speaker of my thoughts ranted in my brain.

“He’s so hot and damnn to be ignored or stayed away from.” I found myself replying myself mentally while staring dreamily at the man who had dropped my hands and stood up to walk away with a another three note of 100dollar bill left on the table. He did it again.

I watched him took gentle steps heading out of the restaurant, close to the entrance a known redhead figure dived in, thus resulting in the both of them colliding, him unaffected because of how tall and huge he is and rather affecting the latter.

I don’t know what transpired with the mouthing but he left, my face went back to the girl rubbing her forehead to see her as Amber. She’s back since morning. She came directly to me taking a seat where the handsome guy sat.

“What took you so long?” I asked the redhead girl facing me with her forehead rested in her palm.

A long tired sigh left her lips before turning her head to look at me. “I gotta look for cash to help you out with that damn rent,” she rolled her eyes, rephrasing her seated position well on the stool.

“You didn’t have to do that,” I scolded emotionally, my face quivering of happiness and tears the same time.

“Of course I do, you’re my best friend and I can’t watch you live on the street,” she held my palm in hers squeezing it gently as she smiled at me, I smiled back with tears rolling down, I moved a finger wiping it off while sniffing.

“I love you so much Amber,” I said to her in a soft rough voice, she chuckled with her head wiggling in a sarcastic way.

“I don’t hate you too,” she responded smirking at me. “Hey Vee, you free tonight?” She called, asking all of a sudden.

I stared looking a bit taken aback, “Apart from closing at a very late time, I have nowhere else to go than home,” I replied, wondering why she asked in the first place.

“Would you be willing to come spent the night with me at this club and have some fun till dawn.” She suggested, her eyes twinkling as she awaits my response. I chuckled pondering on my reply, if I say yes then I’d be hurting myself from not sleeping and having some fun when I’m coming back her tomorrow, and if I say no means I’m hurting her. I don’t wanna be selfish and so…….

“Yes I might be free,” there comes my awful response, a faux happy smile attached to it. I just couldn’t bring myself to turning her down after what she just did for me. I love her and I will jeopardize my tomorrow’s health for her tonight.

Or rather some hours away, how bad can actually visiting a club for the first time be, or trying to have fun for the first time in my life. Let see how bad or good it can be or it can get. And hopeful that it won’t be bad or get bad at all.

Richard’s point of view

If not attracted by me, she definitely has something hidden in her for me. I studied her and read it through her face, she seems attracted by me but I shouldn’t get my hopes high.

I made my way swiftly back to the car heading out of the local street, I drove back home with my thought occupied by her. How innocent she looks, so beautiful whenever she smiles, her soft hands feeling like heaven when I touched it. Her face drove me nuts by just looking at them, her eyes had me twitching by how beautiful they look.

She’s so beautiful and perfect I found her not only attractive but also addictive. A proof of how addictive she is, is that I came back here just to see her face again after seeing it for the first time yesterday.

I told her my name is Dwayne, I have no idea why I hid my identity. I don’t look like a normal average person to her, neither does she know who exactly I am. I will let her know when the times come.

I drove through the gate that led inside my apartment drifting straight to the spot marked perfectly for me to park. I stepped down alighting from the car with my legs coming to view first, then came my face and my whole body after taking the stuffs I’m suppose to take. I stepped out fully walking inside straight towards the elevator.

“Welcome home sir,” the man greeted politely, I responded with a nod approaching the elevator without taking a glance to look at him.

“Sir a girl came by today or rather upstairs in your room waiting for you,” the man informed, making me halt on pressing the button that opens this elevator. My whole body turned back looking at the man, he rubbed his nose adjusting his glasses while shifting his gaze away from me probably intimidated by my look.

“What girl?” My cold rough voice came out asking him, his placed fingers on the table left there going back behind him as he fiddled with them.

“She said her name is Jessica, Jessica Bailey and that she’s your fiancée. I tried to stop her but she threatened to fire me when you come back because she’s your fiancée. And when I tried calling you, she destroyed my phone saying I’m ruining her surprise.” The man explained, sounding pitiful but not forgivable. He brought out the spoilt phone to view. That sneaky looking b***h.

How come she knew my new address, who could have told her. Must be dad, I don’t expect my address to stay unknown to them when he’s got eyes almost around the whole city. Did he also sent Jessica, to probably come spy on me and that he would be failing at.

“You’re fired regardless for having a stranger wait upstairs for me, I will have some cash sent to your account to get a new phone, and for this month’s salary.” My decision came out rather harsh than too nice in a finalized tone that doesn’t sound changeable.

His face immediately morphed into a pleading face and I could care less. “Sir he showed me a picture of you both, you were kissing her on the cheek. You both were younger and she said that was when you proposed to her….” The poor man kept on blabbing on how he was manipulated into thinking I do have a relationship with the snake waiting for me upstairs.

I ignored him going to the elevator, “I don’t wanna see you by the time I come back down,” I said to him sounding harsher before entering the elevator and dinging it closed, finalizing my judgement on firing him still.

I made my way out of the elevator entering my damn expensive elegant apartment. Flinging my suit jacket on a chair while loosening the button around my shirt and same with the tie. I walked heading around the house looking for the female witch waiting for me.

Sounds were coming from my room and that placed a scary expression on my face as I went there to go confront her. My room should be the least of where she is.

I came into view with my room to see an empty room but with her clothes laying on the bed, the rushing water sound coming from my bathroom. I moved to the bed picking her clothes up and shredding it to pieces with my bare hands. The piece laid on the bed was a red gown with her pink thong and her pink matching bra; only the bra and thong are untouched. I marched over to the couch provided in my room as I took a sit awaiting her to be done.

How ridiculous coming into my house uninvited and making herself this comfortable, she must learn her lesson today. The showering came to an end and soon a figure came into view with my towel wrapped around her tiny disgusting body.

She dried herself not noticing my presence or her clothes gone. She went ahead sitting on my bed with her not dried body; how f*****g disgusting. Finally noticing her clothes are gone her face sprang up looking around until it met mine.

A ugly grin stretched across her face as she saw mine and all I wish to do is smack it off. “What are you doing here?” I asked her as much gently as I could sound, my expression doing the most by glaring the living day out of her soul.

“That’s not a way to talk to the girl you agreed into marrying two nights ago, I came here to have a fun nice time with my ex boyfriend or my husband to be,” the b***h’s ugly voice replied, and I still haven’t forgotten how tacky and slutty she sounds.

I smirked scoffingly, standing on my feet as I took slow gentle steps approaching the lady seated on my bed with my hands dipped in my pocket. “We were in high school when we dated and I don’t remember proposing to you,” I said in a very calm voice giving her a hint on how dangerous I’m about to get, “So tell me Jessica exactly what you’re doing here before I make you talk, and that won’t be nice trust me.” I bent down saying that into her face.

Fear flashed through her eyes before the lust came clouding it, she wrapped her arms around my neck moving to kiss me when I grabbed her roughly by her chin. I pushed her back shrugging off her arms wrapped around me in total disgust.

“What the f**k are you doing here? Are you sent to come spy on me? Was it my dad who sent you? Speak the f**k up.” I spoke angrily into her face, she whimpered under my hold everything becoming visible, the fear, panic, and all coming visible on her face.

She struggled running out of my hold, she looks around looking for her clothes only to pick them up from the floor to find them pieced. Her shocked face looked away from the clothes coming to me, my eyes squinted a bit giving her my ultimate death look.

“You were never this monster, what changed you?” she took frantic steps backwards as tears spilled down her eyes.

“If I ever see your face or legs somewhere near me again, I will be sure to do worse.” I threatened going close to her, not feeling a single guilt or remorse on what I did to her. She deserve every bit of it, if I’m remembering what she did to me while still in high school. She can never see my good side ever again.

I got to her as she stared up at my face in fear unaware of what I’m about to do to her. She kept going taking steps backwards while I trailed with my eyes on her. Her back hit the door putting an end to this.

My body went close to her as I grabbed the doorknob behind her while breathing hotly on her face. She closed her eyes trying to hide the feeling of wanting me on her face.

“In your dreams b***h!” I laughed yanking the towel off her body revealing her perky boobs as I opened the door with her falling down through. “Happy going home.” I winked closing the door back up.

She knocked on my door begging for the towel, not like I’m ever gonna use this towel again because she touched it and used it on herself, but karma is said to be a b***h.

This is just like a upgraded version of part of what she did to me in high school, and as of now I think it’s perfect time I take my revenge.

She doesn’t just get to hurt me freely and go, I work for karma and sometimes I can be karma itself.

To be continued…….