Billionaire Lady

That shy, hot guy has feelings for you… When my cousin told me this, I was completely shocked. I mean, how could someone so shy, rude, and introverted like someone? My cousin said that since I arrived at the function, he had been noticing me. After hearing this, I started paying attention to him too, but in a way that he wouldn’t realize I was observing him. And honestly, I noticed that he was really tall, hot, and handsome. When he was sitting somewhere, I walked past him, and by mistake, my cold coffee spilled on his shirt. I immediately apologized, but he remained calm and said, "Don’t worry, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have been sitting here." Saying that, he left to change his shirt. I mean, how can someone be so calm? If someone had done that to me, I would have yelled at them non-stop! We were complete opposites—me, aggressive; him, calm. Feeling guilty, I went to apologize again, and he was in the middle of changing his shirt—shirtless! And, oh my god, he was so incredibly hot. I had never seen such a sexy, calm guy before. I apologized and started asking him a bunch of questions. "Where do you live? What do you do? Why are you so shy? Why do you stay so quiet? Do you really like me?" Listening to my flood of questions, he said, "Whoa, whoa, stop! I’m not giving an exam today, so calm down." Then he told me he was the CEO of a company and said, "Me? Love you? Never. I don’t even like you. Even if you were the last girl on Earth, I still wouldn’t." I looked at him, smirking. "You’re a really good liar. My cousin told me you’ve been stalking me for a while. Don’t lie." He scoffed. "Oh really? And the girl who says I was noticing her, well, tell her that she was noticing me too. Otherwise, how would she know? By the way, she misunderstood. I wasn’t looking at you—I was looking at the girl sitting next to you." Hearing this, I stormed off, fuming. What a rude guy! Who does he think he is? He’s nothing special—just a little good-looking, and he’s acting all high and mighty. Ugh! There’s no guy who wouldn’t be attracted to me. Look at how everyone stares at me, but this one guy says he wouldn’t even like me in a million years? Unbelievable! I was so lost in my overthinking that I didn’t even notice it had started raining. I kept sitting there, lost in my thoughts. After a while, he came back, picked me up in his arms, and carried me to a room. "Are you crazy? Sitting in the rain? You’ll get sick!" he scolded me. I pushed him away. "Why do you care? Mind your own business, okay?" By now, my dress was completely wet, and I didn’t have any spare outfits. He said, "You can wear my clothes, I don’t mind." I refused, but he insisted, "Listen to me and change, or I’ll make you." With that, he brought his shirt over to me, and I had no choice but to wear it. Later, as expected, I got a fever, and he told me to rest. We ended up watching a movie together, and before we knew it, we started kissing. But it didn’t stop there… He pressed against my chest, grabbed my neck, and kept kissing me. His fingers slipped inside me, making me gasp. "Baby, you’re so wet," he whispered as my breathing grew heavier. He made me feel incredible with just his fingers. And then… he f****d me. Hard. I could barely breathe, but I wanted more. I loved it. Hearing my moans, he smirked and said, "I love the way you moan my name." Then he whispered, "Darling, I’m not done yet. I want more." "But I’m a little tired today, so only three rounds," he added with a chuckle. After all that, we both ended up with fevers. Honestly, he should’ve thought about this before doing everything. It’s not my fault at all. Tell me in the comments, what do you think? Was it my fault? Later, I was planning a trip to Germany with my cousins, and I asked him if he wanted to come along. He simply said, "I’ll think about it." Ugh! This guy acts so high and mighty. Let his fever get better—I’ll deal with him then!