MARRIED To THE BILLIONAIRE GRANDSON

“Who the hell is she, Marcel?” I screamed at my boyfriend, now to be ex. He looked at me with utter disgust as he laughed in my face. “She's my girlfriend, Emily, can't you see? I have never loved you. I was just using you to get free s*x and some attention.” His voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. I almost didn't recognize the man I fell for all those years ago. The words felt like they were a big sharp knife being drawn through my heart. I looked at him through the tears forming in my eyes and I swore to never give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. He has been my boyfriend of nine years and I have endured so much from him. He has never treated me like his woman and I wondered why I was so blind to realize it sooner. “You think you are so high and mighty right?? I have given you everything and this is how you repay me you ungrateful bastard.” I screamed at him even when I knew my words would make no difference to him. “Get over yourself. Ginny is everything I want in my partner and you are no way near my taste in women. She's hotter, sexier and so much more fun in bed. It was just a shame she didn't accept my proposal sooner. I'm glad to be rid of you and I want you to move out of my damn house by morning. You got that??” He brushed my shoulder as he walked off, without thinking of how much pain I was in. Marcel and I have been together since high school. I planned my entire life to fit him. I even changed my college choice just to be with him and now I realize how stupid I was. My entire family never liked him and my sister, Ellie always told me how bad he was but I was blinded by my love for him. Even now that I've caught him cheating with her in our apartment, I still love him but I won't put myself through this anymore. He and that b***h Ginny can have each other. I called my sister to come pick me up. I needed to leave this house and figure out my life ahead. Fresh out of college, no relationship, no job and no apartment. I was a freaking mess. “That bastard would be so sorry if I ever see him again. How could he hurt you like this after everything you've been through for him.” Ellie spat as soon as she saw my state. She sounded even more furious than I felt. Ellie has always been my biggest supporter and confidant. I wasn't sure I would be able to go through life without her. “He didn't want me Eliie. I was just a toy to him and he replaced me so easily with some random tramp.” I said, crying my eyes out with boxes of tissues scattered everywhere in the apartment. “That man doesn't deserve you and you sure as hell do not deserve all the things he did to you. Let's get you packed up so we can get the hell out of here.” We got all my stuff together and I left the apartment I have lived with him in for years and didn't look back. ********************************************** That was six months ago when Marcel took the best years of my life and threw it all away. I have grown to accept the fact that Marcel and I were not meant to be. I would stay up at night waiting for him to call me or text me to say he was sorry and he never did. Everyday I would lay on my bed with nothing to do but wait, and I hated myself for it. Ellie made sure to help me through it all. The breakup was a very painful one but I had to move on and I did. I picked myself up and took a job at a local diner not too far from Ellie's and I apartment. It was a cute little diner and it was the town's favourite so lots of customers everyday. It was always a busy place and I had to work overtime sometimes to earn extra pay. “Hello Emily. Can I get a double cheese burger and fries to go please.” Mr Macamora was my favourite person in this neighborhood. He lives a few blocks away and comes in everyday at 6pm with the same order. He was the nicest man here to me and I looked forward to our little conversations when he came. “Of course Mr Macamora. Coming right up.” I smiled at him while sorting out his order. He had the kindest smile and he kept looking at me like there was a secret joke I wasn't let in on. “Is everything good? You keep looking at me like I have something on my face.” I joked and made a weird face. He actually laughed this time. “Oh nothing, just watching you work that's all.” He still had that smile on his face. I said nothing more and arranged his order. He beamed at me, took it and when he was about to leave, he leaned in close with a serious expression on his face, “I want you to pay me a visit tomorrow Emily.” I was sure my expression was not what he expected but he continued, “Here's my card, my address is on the back of it. Come at 6pm. I have a proposal for you.” He smiled at me one last time before walking out of the diner. I was visibly shocked because he has never seemed to want to talk about his personal life or family, even when I asked. I wasn't scared that he would harm me, I just trusted him, but I was still really curious to know what exactly this proposal was about.