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Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Thirty-Six
It’s Wednesday and Cassie and I are maneuvering our way around the basketball court to find empty seats. Although we’re early because Cassie didn’t want to miss a single minute of the match- I really don’t know when she became a basketball fanatic- However, there’s barely any unoccupied spot left to sit on. We approach a row where we find two empty chairs, sadly there is a seat in the middle that has been occupied by a man. I turn to look around for other options but Cassie speaks. “Hey handsome do you mind moving over so I can sit with my friend?” She smiles The guy turns to look at us and I'm shocked to see it's Damon "Cookie?" He calls out to me with his eyebrows raised. Cassie looks between the two of us, surprised to see he knows me. I don't think she remembers him from the night we went to the party and he dared me to kiss him, Roman or Elijah because there's no sign of recognition in her expression. I roll my eyes at Damon before giving him a glare, "You are not allowed t
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"She's not even going to deny it?" Cassie asks, this time her question is directed at Damon although she is still referring to me. Damon laughs in response with an ‘I told you’ look on his face. I roll my eyes at the both of them, before bringing out my phone to busy myself. As I unlock the device, I hear Cassie whisper to herself, "Billionaire babies" with an annoying giggle. Oh geez. The game finishes and Rixon High basketball team wins with a landslide. The roar that followed from both girls and guys shocks me. The game was a bit interesting but I still can't relate to this joy they have. But then again, I did spend most of the time watching Roman and not the match itself. Cassie and I stand up to leave the bleachers when Damon halts us by speaking, "You can't leave. Your boy asked me to tell you to wait for him" "He did?" I ask, confused. "Yep," Damon replies, then proceeds to show me his phone screen which has on it a text message from Roman. It reads, Roman: Tell my Cooki
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We order our food and we're eating when Whitney comes along. Oh man.. "Roman..." She calls out in her whiny annoying voice. The conversations going around on the table quiets down, and Roman well he basically ignores her. She comes to were we're sat and places her hand on his chest, "It's been so long since we talked, I've missed you" she says, or whines. I raise an eyebrow at the hand she has placed on Roman's chest although it doesn't stay there for long as Roman removes it from his person and drops it like a hot disgusting item. "Don't touch me" He queries her, not even bothering to look in her direction. Not easily deterred, likely thanks to her lack of self respect, she continues on, "You played so good today... It's was so hot" She grins and I can't help the disgusted snort that comes out of my mouth. She turns to look at me as if noticing my presence for the first time. She glares at me like an unwanted insect before ask
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By the time Case and Cassie drops me off at my house, I'm exhausted. I go inside, there's loud music coming out of Leo's room which likely means there’s a girl inside. Mom's bedroom is silent but that's no surprise because I know she's working a night shift today. I decide to shower and sleep but after showering I'm unable to fall asleep. I'm tired from the depletion of adrenaline rush from my fight with Whitney but I'm more mentally tired and Roman consumes my thought. For some reason I want to talk to him. I wonder if he's still at the restaurant, if he's having fun. Or maybe he's even with a girl... Maybe it's Whitney. Ugh, why am I thinking these stupid thoughts? I'm suddenly tempted to text him. I can't explain the urge or where it's coming from. After the events of today, the way he calmly talked to me, the way his hands felt as he held my face, his lips on my temple as he kissed my forehead, the memories go on and on in my head. What is
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter Forty
Roman's POV It is Friday. It is also known as the day I finally make my move. I'm taking Lindsay Jordan on a date tonight and I intend to make it the most exhilarating experience she's had yet. This morning, when I told Damon of my plan to wow Lindsey he attempted to remind me how little experience I had on the subject and tried to convince me to enlist his help. But I dont need to be a casanova to know how to please a girl. I'm Roman Masters, I have my ways. I smile to myself and see my driver staring at me like I'm insane from the rearview mirror. My Porsche has been taken for maintenance which is more than good because I won't be needing it tonight for our date. My driver Parker is driving me to school today with my Range Rover, one of my many cars. I asked him to drive me today although I hate being driven but because I'm bustling with too much excited energy from my incoming date to trust myself to drive today.&
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It's Friday evening, five o’clock pm to be precise and I have just finished showering. I’m about to start dressing up for my date with Roman. I’m so nervous I dropped my hairbrush three times while detangling my hair a few minutes ago. I’m going on a date with Roman Masters. I have no actual idea of where this date will take place. Although I’m already expecting a nice scenery and good food from our conversation the other day when I told him about my ideal date experience, but I still don’t know exactly what to expect. I sit on my chair in front of my mirror and shelf which holds my skincare and make up products. I apply a light makeup consisting of blush for my cheeks, golden glittery eyeshadow, faint eyeliner and mascara. I finish off my makeup with a shimmery pink long lasting lip gloss. I admire myself in the mirror for about a minute and I give myself an actual thumbs up for the turnout, I look damn good. Maybe I should try my hand at being a make up artist, I would for sure m
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I turn to glance at Roman, “Please tell me you didn’t hire a limousine to drive us to our date?” My voice is pleading, this is a bit much. The nicest car I’ve been in is his Porsche but now a limo? He is introducing me to a whole different lifestyle from what I’m used to. My family’s cars consists of a ten year old sedan and a bust up Camry for petes sake. “Hire? No. I bought it” He replies simply, while placing his hand on the small of my back to guide me forward to where the limo is parked. I’m still stunned so I say nothing. I’m further amazed when a man steps out of the driver seat of the limo to open our door. “You hired a chauffer too?” I practically yell this time. He snorts at my dramatics, nudging me forward and inside the expensive vehicle. “He’s my driver, Cookie. He has driven me for years” He answers. I’m a bit relieved to hear he didn’t hire a chauffeur but I never knew he had a personal driver of his own. He usually alwa
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“You trust me?” Roman asks me. “No…” I reply playfully. He raises an eyebrow at me in silent question and I correct, “Fine, I trust you. But only with ordering fancy Italian dishes for me in this fancy restaurant” I clarify. He snorts then turns to speak to the waiting waiter who I’m sure was listening in on our conversation. “First, we’d like a bottle of Cappellano Otin Fiorin Pie Franco. Then the Pomodori ripieni for starters, for the main course….” He looks to me before asking, “Cookie, are you allergic to anything or opposed to anything?” I take a moment to think on if there is any particular item I wouldn’t want. I’m not usually a picky eater. “I don’t want any thing with snails but I’m good with everything else” I answer with a shrug. He nods and turns back to the waiter, “For the main course we’ll have the Veal Saltimbocca, the Florentine Steak and the Lobster Fra Diavolo” He shuts the menu and tells the Waiter to bring the wine first a
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Hating the Billionaire Heir Epilogue I
Roman’s POVI have decided to have the talk with my father today. No more postponing, no more hesitating. I’m damn tired of not being able to bring my girl over to my house because she is afraid of my father.I walk over to my father’s office and knock once, then twice. I’ll knock a million times until he lets me in, I know he is inside.“Come in, son” I hear him call out.I chuckle as I twist the handle and step in. He knows it was me just because no one else would ever interrupt him in his office. No one but me.My father sits behind his expensive mahogany desk in his huge as hell office. I hardly come here unless when absolutely necessary, like today. It reminds me of my future, that one day I will likely become a workaholic like him, spending nearly every hour, alone and working.“Father” I say in greeting. I always call him father, never dad for many years and we’re both used to it now.He points at the chair in front of his desk for me to take a seat and I do.I don’t waste a mom
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Roman’s POVI search for Lindsey all around and everywhere on school grounds but I can’t find her. I ask our friends and her brother but none has seen her since classes before lunch and because I don’t want anyone being privy to our private business and I know how private Lindsey is, I don’t tell them what’s happened.I want to go straight to her house and console her and fix this problem but there is still one last thing for me to settle.It is time for Rixon High athletes to train so I know where he must be at, being captain of the basketball team. I walk straight to the basketball court and when I open the double doors and enter inside, I see him. Going about his life like he didn’t just play a major role in a pathetic plan to ruin my relationship. Like hell if I’ll let him get away with it.I walk over to Collins who doesn’t see me but is focused bouncing a basketball on the courts smooth floor while going over plays with our teammates.I ignore our coach calling my name.“Roman,
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CHAPTERRoman’s POVI’m on my way to the cafeteria after class to meet up with Lindsey when one of the janitors walks up to me and tells me that my girlfriend instructed him to find me and tell me to come help her out in the library because she is not feeling well.I give him a look of suspicion but consider his words, although I texted Lindsey to meet me at the cafeteria after her test she never responded. While I had concluded it was because she was in class it could be something else.Maybe something went wrong and she went to the library instead.I’m filled with worry that I don’t interrogate the janitor further but instead take a different turn to lead me to the library.When I get to the library, I realize I don’t even know exactly where Lindsey is at because the library is so huge. I consider calling her to ask but decide to check the literature section first, she is likely to be there because it is her favorite section in the library.I get there and in fact there is a girl th
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Lindsey’s POVI am walking to the cafeteria alone after writing one of the most difficult tests I’ve ever written when Collins approaches me.“Hey pretty” He greets with his signature boyish smile.I smile back but my smile is a bit restrained. I know how Roman feels about Collins and I together, even though I don’t know why as I consider Collins a good friend, but I don’t want to do anything that’ll annoy Roman so I keep my distance.“Hey Collins” I respond and he comes and stands in front of me.“I need your help with something” He tells me.I’m confused as I don’t know what I could possibly help him with but I nod, urging him to go ahead and ask.He does, “I’ve been searching for an important textbook in the library for a while now and I’ve not been able to find it, can you come and help me check?”What? I give him a look of confusion. Is he joking? He must be. I laugh a bit just in case then reply, “There are librarians in the library, Collins” I mention the obvious.He grins but
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On Monday after Christmas break, I drive my new new car to school. For the first time in months, I’m alone in a car. I’m driving myself rather than getting driven around like an invalid and it’s all thanks to Roman.Just like he had told me, he spoke to my mom and yesterday she even took me to shop for car accessories for my new car. Since I no longer have to worry about her feeling some type of way about Roman buying me a car, I enjoy the feeling of driving the sleekest car I have ever been in, except for Roman’s cars.When I get to school, I park my car and from the tinted glass of the windshield and windows, I can already see the students of Rixon High surrounding me, wondering who is in the car. Nearly everyone knows what everyone drives and so, a brand new expensive car such as this is bound to draw some attention.I should’ve made Roman come with me for the first day but I’m a big girl and I thought I could handle all the looks and whispers on my own.When I open my door and exi
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My hand holding my phone shakes as I find Roman’s contact to call him. As my finger rests about an inch away from dialing Roman, I hesitate.I don’t know how to do it, not call him but tell him I’m refusing his gift. Even though I told mom that I’m not rejecting the gift because of her, I think I was lying. A brand new Mercedes Benz car that looks like that must cost a lot, too much. But, the thought of finally owning my own car after always having to beg Leo and ask Cassie for rides all the time feels so good. Sadly I can’t keep it. I harden my mind and call Roman. He answers on the first ring as if he has been waiting for me to call. “Do you like your car?” Is the first thing he says to me. He sounds so anxious like he can’t wait for my answer and hopes I say yes. “I… I do” I answer after a moment of hesitation. I hear Roman breath out with relief. “Thank God. I was getting worried that you didn’t like it, babe” My throat hurts as I force out the words I know he wouldn’t li
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Lindsey’s POVOn the morning of my birthday, I wake up feeling all sorts of special. The night before, I had gotten both Christmas and birthday gifts from my mom, Leo and my friends. Leo had gotten his as well but I’m already used to sharing my birthdays with him. I gave him his gift as well. Last night, after I had unwrapped all my gifts, Roman had taken me out to dinner and while he didn’t say specifically that he was taking me out because of my birthday, I assume it was my birthday present. I loved it because the food was awesome and the company, his presence, was even better. I rise from my bed and do a little twirling on the floor, I’m just so happy. My mom yells my name from downstairs and when I quickly rush down, I see mine and Leo’s birthday cake ready with candles on the dinning table.I smile at the sight. It has always been a tradition for as long as I can remember. Mom always bakes a blue and a pink cake for Leo and I for our birthdays, the pink one for me and the blu
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I turn to my cousin with a frustrated and doubt filled look. Damon raises an eyebrow at my facial expression. “Do you want my help or not?” I grunt, “Yeah I do. What type of car do you think I should get for her?” I ask him hopelessly. Damon shrugs, “A lambo or something” He replies. My jaw drops in shock, “A Lamborghini? Are you insane!?” My cousin snorts, “Don’t tell me you think it’s too expensive, she is your girlfriend whom I know you love so don’t tell me you’re deciding to be stingy with her gift” I ignore him saying I’m in love with Lindsey, I am but I’ve never told him or anyone, I haven’t even said the word to Lindsey and I should, I plan to tell her on her birthday, but that is not the point of my conversation with Damon right now. A lambo? I’m groan out, “Please where is Cassie and Robyn? I need them back.” I shake my head in exhaustion. Damon gives me a glare for doubting the reasonability of his idea which is an absolutely ridiculous idea. “Call Cassie and ask h
Hating the Billionaire Heir Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Nine
Roman’s POVIt is a few days to Christmas and even fewer to Lindsey’s eighteenth birthday. I have been in a bind all week contemplating a birthday gift for her. I have even brought in Damon, Robyn and Cassie to help me out with ideas and while they have tried by presenting me with numerous options, I’m not satisfied. I’m not very good at gift giving. Having so much money usually means I buy the most expensive things for my friends and family as gifts, but with Lindsey I can not exercise the same level of indifference or carefree attitude. I want to get her a birthday gift that… has meaning. Being with Lindsey Jordan has changed me. She has shown me that money isn’t everything, I mean I always knew that but now I have lived it. The picnic date she had organized for me the night before my birthday as my birthday gift sure didn’t cost anything close to a thousand dollars if I were to wager a guess, but I wasn’t lying when I told her it was the best birthday gift I’ve ever gotten. The
