I Hate you Mr. BILLIONAIRE

I Hate you Mr. BILLIONAIRE

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When twenty-two-year-old Evelyn Lockhart moves in the next to Connor Everest, bad boy billionaire and head of Everest industries, she makes a promise to herself to have nothing to do with the spoilt bastard. He's wild, untamed and makes her annoyed. And his wild parties almost every night keeps her awake. They get off on the wrong foot when Evelyn, fed up with his shenanigans, call the cops on one of his wild parties. Things get heated when Evelyn starts off her new job the following week and discovers that Connor is her new boss. With the press nosy for gossip, Connor fears his secret project which he's spent years working on would get leaked before it's ready and propositions Evelyn to be his fake fiancee at least until the project is launched. How long can they keep up the façade while still trying not to catch feelings?

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Chapter 1

chapter 1

Evelyn

I grit my teeth as the noise from upstairs makes my temples ache.

The building is supposed to be soundproof, at least from what the agent told me when I came for the apartment tour, but now I'm sure he lied.

They always do—that's how they hook you in.

But who, in their right mind, would have a party going on until one am on a weeknight? In a high-rise building where other people live? No consideration for the neighbors, geez.

The level of noise and the hours they have been going at it—the stomping and the shouting, would put the best clubs in the city to shame.

Unfortunately, I'm the one bearing the brunt of it.

I was looking forward to getting all my stuff arranged and situated after working the entire day with the moving company. And now I can't think straight with all the noise, this is ridiculous.

I exhale, rubbing my temples and abandoning the DIY wall decor I've been trying to install for the last thirty minutes.

"Someone has got to do something, does no one else hear the racket," I murmur.

Marching to my bedroom, I throw on a long robe and slippers. Belting it tight, I storm out of my apartment, growing livid at the interruption.

As soon as the elevator doors open, I go down the hall, heading for the first door to my left, where it's obvious the noise is coming from.

I knock on the door.

No answer.

"Of course," I mutter angrily. "The music is so loud they can't hear me knocking."

Folding my hand into a fist, I rear back and reach out again, but my hand never makes contact with the door because someone chooses that moment to open it.

I nearly break my fall on the face of a blonde woman blowing bubbles with her gum. She doesn't even flinch.

As I gather myself, I see she has on a skimpy skirt with a halter top—at least what is left of the top.

"You here for the party?" She asks.

"No," I shake my head. "Are you the tenant here?"

She frowns as if comprehending my question is complex.

"What?"

"Do you live here?" I raise my voice. "I'm looking for the person who lives here."

It finally registers with her, and she nods.

"Connor! You want to see Connor. Come in, he's somewhere inside."

I jerk back when she tries to take my hand, shaking my head.

"If you don't mind, I'd rather wait out there. Please tell him I'd like to speak with him."

She shrugs, blowing and popping.

"Suit yourself, I'll let him know."

She continues to stand there so I feel the need to explain why I am here. "Can you tell him it's his neighbor who lives downstairs? It's about the noise."

Blonde looks miffed for a second before she closes the door with a loud slam. Rolling my eyes, I rest my back on the wall, prepared to spend some time waiting.

But to my surprise, the door opens minutes later, and a man's head peeks out.

"Neighbor?"

This must be Connor.

First, look at the man, he's a specimen; tall and well-built. He looks like a reasonable person with a good head on his shoulders. He's about six foot or so but I notice he is wearing a knitted sweater, which seems odd—who wears a knitted sweater at one in the morning? Aside from that, the man is... did I mention he is handsome? Because he is gorgeous. He has striking blue eyes, a perfect nose, a chiseled jawline and to top it all off a beautiful mop of dark hair. I bet he doesn't have to spend time trying to get his hair to cooperate in the morning, it looks perfect.

"Hi," he says, smiling.

His smile is the friendly kind that would melt ice instantly, bringing a smile to my face, too.

"Hello. Are you Connor? Some blonde woman said she would get Connor; he's the one who lives here?"

He nods and stretches out his hand. I accept the handshake. His hand is big and warm and I flush instantly.

"Yes, I'm Connor. And you must be the person who just moved in below?"

I nod. "I am."

He nods, his bottom lip jutting out a tiny bit. "Nice to meet you. I heard someone might be moving into that apartment, but I didn't think it would be so soon. I thought the building manager told me there was a lot of work to do when the previous tenant left."

"Like soundproofing? I guess they left that out." Despite my promise to be polite, I cannot keep the bite from my tone. I try again.

"Which leads me to the reason for my visit. There must be an issue with the soundproofing because I was told the building was...you know...Uhm," I smack my lips, "the noise coming from your apartment is making it hard for me to sleep or basically function in general. I can hear every thump and stomp, and the music is really, really loud."

I don't tell him that it is making it hard for me to arrange and rearrange my furniture because I'm not trying to look like a crazy woman.

"Oh," his eyes widen a fraction. "Oh. That. I'm sorry. I have a party now and then, but the person who used to live below didn't seem to mind. I think he traveled a lot or something. But we're about to wrap things up in, let's say...an hour. Say, why don't you come in and join us?"

What? Does he see that I am wearing a robe?

"You want me to come in and join the party, in a robe and slippers?"

He nods, utterly oblivious to my tone of disbelief or my dress. Or he's ignoring it. Either way, he adds a casual shrug.

"Yeah, sure. The party is almost over, but there is still plenty of food and drinks left."

My eyebrows almost form a unibrow as I thrust my hands on my hips.

"Connor, right?"

He nods as the corner of his mouth tilts slightly.

"I came here to tell you that the music is too loud, your guests are too loud, and I need you to do something about it. I want the party to end if you didn't get the message from the get-go," I bite.

The smile falls immediately.

"You want me to tell everyone to leave?"

I nod, "Now we are getting somewhere."

"I have a floor full of guests. I can't just ask them to leave," he says. "I'm sorry about the noise, but it will end in like twenty minutes. At the most."

Just when I thought we were making progress.

I sigh in exasperation. The music coming from the walls and the doors makes my head throb, and I press the back of my palm to my forehead.

"If it's going to end in twenty minutes, why not call it now? I'm sure most of them are drunk and ready to go home with the person they have been sucking face with all night. Save them and me the twenty minutes of waiting so I can get to sleep, please."

"I assure you that the party is still in full swing. You've waited this long; can't you bear it for another twenty minutes? And," he points to the door, "you could come in and maybe enjoy yourself. It looks like you could use it."

Is he mocking me?

I stand my ground. "I have let this go on long enough. I thought, at first, it was a small gathering, and after an hour or two, I'd get my deserved peace and quiet. But it's been going on for hours."

"I get that the person who lived in the apartment before me was super chill, but I'm not. You are creating a nuisance, and I am exercising my rights to tell you to end your party out of common decency."

Something crosses his face that I don't have time to read because it quickly disappears. Then the door opens, and the blonde from before appears.

"Connor, if you don't want your carpet ruined you'd better hurry in," she says, tugging his arm.

"Why don't you give me a minute, Veronica?" He says, not taking his eyes off mine. I glare at him. "My neighbor and I were just having a conversation."

"I'm sure that can wait," she says, barely giving me a glance.

The sound of glass breaking is so loud it has me wincing—and Veronica shrugging.

"That is the sound of every valuable thing you own going down," she says. "If you want my help, you should talk to your neighbor another time."

Then she looks at me again with disinterest. "Or she could join the party. There's room for more."

Connor shoots me an apologetic look before he lets Veronica drag him in, and the door slams in my face.

"What the hell?" I say in utter disbelief.

He did not just walk away, leaving me standing outside the door with no solution to a problem that he created.

No fucking way.

I stand there, seething for a couple of seconds before it dawns on me that I can fix the problem another way. Who says you have to be civil when you can exercise your rights the legal way?

Smiling deviously, I head downstairs to my apartment to get my phone.

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111 Chapters
chapter 1
Evelyn I grit my teeth as the noise from upstairs makes my temples ache. The building is supposed to be soundproof, at least from what the agent told me when I came for the apartment tour, but now I'm sure he lied. They always do—that's how they hook you in. But who, in their right mind, would have a party going on until one am on a weeknight? In a high-rise building where other people live? No consideration for the neighbors, geez. The level of noise and the hours they have been going at it—the stomping and the shouting, would put the best clubs in the city to shame. Unfortunately, I'm the one bearing the brunt of it. I was looking forward to getting all my stuff arranged and situated after working the entire day with the moving company. And now I can't think straight with all the noise, this is ridiculous. I exhale, rubbing my temples and abandoning the DIY wall decor I've been trying to install for the last thirty minutes. "Someone has got to do something, does no one else
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Chapter 2
Evelyn Thirty minutes later, the noise from upstairs ceased, and I hear an impatient knock on my door. Feeling petty, I let the person stew for over a minute before opening the door. The sight of an angry Connor stares at me from the other side of the threshold. "Was it you who called the cops?" I fake my ignorance. "Called the cops?" He lets out a low, menacing snarl. "Cut the act, will you? I know you called the cops and told them that we were having a party and being loud?" Chuckling, I fold my arms and lean against the wall. My wall. "I tried to handle this civilly. Besides, if you knew it was me, why are you here asking?" I ask, letting him know through my tone that I don't care. "I--" he sucks in a deep breath, "I thought we agreed you were going to give me twenty minutes, and then I'd round up the party?" I wag a finger at him. "No, we didn't. You made a series of suggestions that didn't resolve the issue. First, you asked me to join the party," I begin to let
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Chapter 3
Connor He laughs. "I understand, but you have a hard time trusting anybody, Connor. Everyone thinks you are this fun-loving, light-hearted man, but you are just a grumpy thirty-year-old who thinks nothing will go according to plan if he isn't the one making the plan." "Then you don't communicate why you want to do things a particular way, leaving me in the dark and left scrambling to cover for you." I shrug, losing interest in the content of the document. I make a mental note to rewrite the things that don't sit well with me before giving Ken my full attention. "Why should I give anyone an explanation? It's my company, isn't it? And I make changes as I see fit. Either they trust that I know what is best for what I built, or they don't." Ken tutts. "Connor Everest, billionaire playboy and CEO of one of the largest tech companies in the country," he says, standing and adjusting the lapels of his jacket. "You are not living up to your image." I glare at him. "I would give
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Chapter 4
Connor No, fucking way. I believe in coincidences. I think that two events can happen without being related to each other, no matter how in sync they might be. But I will not accept that the woman who called the cops on me two weeks ago and left me speechless at her doorstep is the same person Ken handpicked to be my cybersecurity specialist. Either fate is playing a game it thinks is funny, or she knew that I owned this company and planned this whole charade. "Well isn't this a bit awkward?" I try to break the ice. "I didn't think I'd run into you again," she says causally. "Me neither," I reply tightly. "So, you're the cybersecurity specialist Ken hired." "And you are the CEO of Everest, one of the largest tech companies in the country. I guess it's true when they say 'never judge a book by its cover'." I know it's a dig, and it hits home. But I'm not one to go down easily, so I quip pettily— "Did you sleep well?" I ask. "We make it our duty to hire people who prio
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Chapter 5
Evelyn I should have known, from the moment I saw him walk into the conference room, that this might be a big mistake. Knowing he is my neighbor who seems a bit immature with the loud parties, and then not willing to keep things quiet after a certain hour should have been the first couple of red flags, But I need the job. Not because of the money. I mean...the money is really good, but the project was what called out to me. The intricacies of it, the benefits to society and the environment when unveiled, and the potential for upgrading after it launches. My job might be to make sure that StoneTech's information doesn't get into the wrong hands, but my interest lies with the project as a whole. I am looking to work with a company that will consider my suggestions and input and be open-minded. But, Connor Everest is the furthest thing from open-minded. In the one week that has passed since I started working here, I have gone home with a brewing migraine. Even now, as I
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Chapter 6
Connor I glance down as my watch beeps, telling me I have ten minutes left on my morning jog. I don't get a chance to do it every morning, but it helps me get my head straight for the rest of the day. But I also need to stay healthy, so I wake up some mornings and decide to go for a thirty-minute run around the city. I am almost home when I hear. "Hi." I turn around to see a woman, probably in her early twenties, waving at me. "Hi," I respond. "I don't mean to be forward, but do you live here?" I nod, stopping mid-jog to see what she wants. Her face brightens. "Oh wow. Oh, okay. I'm Wendy." She stretches out her hand, and I take it. We shake. "I just moved in," she goes on, "and I was looking for friendly faces. You know...someone I can talk to from time to time." I'm not that person. "Do you," she says when I don't respond, "jog through this path every morning?" "No," I reply. "I come out when I have the time. And I don't think I'm the friendly face you're
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Chapter 7
Connor "Sir," she says as she walks into my office, carrying a file. I ignore her greeting, keeping up my pretense of typing on my laptop while I figure out how to repay her for this morning. "Sir," she gets to my desk and drops the file. "This is the summary of the protocols currently under simulation for the sensor systems." I count to five Mississippi, and then I close my laptop screen, staring at her with implied boredom and disinterest on my face. "I see. I'll go through them. Thank you." There is no trace of the earlier cheekiness on her face, and if anyone were to walk in, they'd think, with her power suit, well-styled hair, and high heels, that she's an excellent employee. That Evelyn Lockhart isn't an undercover menace. She nods. "Okay." I wait for her to get to the door, flipping the pages loud enough they make noise before I call her name. She stops and turns. "You need me to approve this, right?" "That is correct, sir." That is correct? Who speaks l
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Chapter 8
Connor "She is something," I mutter as I struggle to understand the scene that played out seconds ago. Unable to sit still, I stand and pace around my office. I stop in front of a window, shaking my head. "Me, a stubborn flightless bird? If anything, she should be telling herself the same words. Stubborn, obstinate, annoying," I list qualities I think belong to Evelyn Lockhart. "You do realize that all those words can be used to describe you, right?" I whirl around to see Ken standing in my office. "The door?" I say. "Knocking? Has everyone forgotten I'm the CEO?" "Whoa, did something happen?" he asks. "No," I snap, returning to my chair. Ken wags his finger. "I don't believe you. Something happened, and it has to do with Evelyn Lockhart." "How do you... never mind." "How do I know?" He finishes my question. "Well, I could tell you the long version or simply say that I saw her leaving your office, and she looked equally annoyed. What did you do?" My jaw drops. "W
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Chapter 9
Evelyn "I'm going to lose it," I mutter as I drag my sofa, trying to reposition the furniture in the living room to make it work. I've already dealt with the kitchen, fixing the wallpaper I purchased a while ago, but I had no time to set it up. I fixed the bookshelf in the spare room and did a few things in the bathroom. Not because I'm the twenty-something-year-old woman who arranges her apartment at night. No. The reason why, at midnight, I am putting my back to work instead of sleeping or relaxing in bed is because of the noise coming from the floor above mine. The sound of music and people competing to see who can talk the loudest kept me from sleeping. "I'm going to lose it, and I'm going to take someone with me," I mutter, abandoning the sofa when my strength fails and plopping it down. "And I know who I'm taking down." Because Connor Everest is a stubborn, flightless bird. At home, he acts like he's the only one living in this building, and at work, he drags his f
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Chapter 10
Evelyn "Don't tell me you'll make me go alone?" Mira, my best friend who lives miles away but somehow found herself in the city, says as she tugs on my arm. "Please, Evelyn?" I'm tempted to shake her off, but she weighs less than me, and I might send her flying across the room. "You have friends," I point out. "Why don't you ask one of them to go to the club?" She pouts. "But I want you to go, I miss you." I give her the side-eye. "You know what I mean," she adds, letting go of my arm. "They are not my friends, per se. Just fellow artists, and they will end up drinking and leaving me alone. You've always been the one with the motherly tendencies, so you'll keep an eye on me, and make sure I behave." I shake my head. "You want a chauffeur. I can't," I exhale, "believe you came all this way to ask me to be your chauffeur. What if I want to drink? What if I want to party? Did you think about that?" Mira looks at me like I've sprouted horns. "You want to drink?" she sa
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