All Chapters of The Billionaires (#1): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It was around 5 p.m. when MJ arrived outside her friend's apartment building. Liam never thought MJ Billings had friends. The only person close to a friend he knew was Anita. MJ never spoke about this friend. He had never heard of her. When they arrived at the building, she was colder and the hatred on her face was inevitable. She stepped out of the car and watched as an elegant woman who looked like she had just stepped out of a magazine stepped out of the huge building, simply wearing blue denim jeans, a white top, a light woollen navy blue jersey, and black push-in sleepers. She was a white woman probably in her early thirties. She was slender and had long, dark hair that reached below her shoulders. “May Jeanette!” She squealed, but MJ returned a tight-lipped smile. “Call me that again, and you will regret ever calling me.” She threatened, and Sonya Smith’s smile faded. “It’s good to see you too!” Sonya said sarcastical

The monstrosity of a white mansion stood out in the outskirts of the city of Cape Town; its beauty illuminating the quiet and bare neighbourhood. The yard was so wide and spacious that it could accommodate an entire community of squatters. It was fenced with long, simple white walls accompanied by huge black gates and a small white security house. Flowers of different kinds adorned the front yard and a big, beautiful fountain stood at the centre. A huge balcony stood in the middle, dividing the two wings, its brown wooden chairs, and tables, beautiful artificial flowers, and trees giving it a natural look. The huge glass sliding doors behind the white couches and coffee table only increased one's curiosity on what lay behind the beautiful scenery. The expensive cars littering the yard as well as the security posted at every corner were a clear indication that the owner of this beautiful exhibit was well off. The backyard was almost like a replica

The next morning, Sonya was shocked to find MJ working on her laptop. She looked like she had just taken a shower and was wearing a black gown, and her hair was wet. “Good morning.” Sonya greeted, letting her presence known. MJ ignored her and took a sip of her tea while she continued staring at her screen. Sonya snarled at her and walked to the kitchen island to prepare herself some cereal. She took her bowl, plopped down next to MJ, and then she threw her feet on the coffee table. MJ watched her from the corner of her eye. Sonya was wearing blue jeans, a pitch shirt, and her feet were covered in white socks. They sat there in silence; MJ sitting with her back facing Sonya while she sat Indian style on the couch with her laptop placed on the armrest. Sonya kept scowling at MJ’s back while annoyingly eating her cereal, making sure that the spoon clicked against the ceramic bowl. “We have to go and see my boss today before I leave.” She finally spoke up and gr

“What woman?” Sonya asked, confused by the sudden change in both their demeanours. They seemed to be getting along very earlier when they were busy insulting her, but right now they looked like all they wanted to do was to rip each other apart. “The woman who emptied an entire bottle of champagne on me last night.” Logan gritted angrily. MJ gave a sarcastic laugh and ran a tongue over her teeth at the confession. “So you are the bastard from last night, huh?” She said, gritting her teeth. Logan’s own temper flared and he narrowed his eyes at her. “What did you just call me?” He asked. “You heard me, bastard.” MJ mocked, and Sonya took this chance to intervene as she stood between them and placed her hand on Logan to stop him from lunging at MJ. The tension in the room was palpable that Sonya wished the floor could just swallow her up, it literally felt like being in a kraal with two bulls. “Guys, I’m sure there

“You can’t tell anyone about this.” Logan Parker warned the bubbly woman who had her hand slung over his as they walked into Parker’s Enterprises at 12.p.m. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” Natalia proclaimed loudly so that everyone could hear her, and then she shot Logan an innocent grin when he groaned. Logan walked her to her desk where the other two secretaries were packing their things, getting ready to leave for lunch. “Hey, it is lunchtime.” She said in mock shock when her partners walked around the desk. “Now this is not a sight Carmen would like to see.” One of the secretaries said as she stood in front of Logan and Natalia. Everyone knew they were close and were used to seeing them together, especially since Natalia was Logan’s secretary. She was supposed to work with him on the top floor; she even had her own office and a desk outside his office door. However, Natalia refused to work upstairs, claiming that the place was too quiet and