All Chapters of Rejecting The Playboy Billionaire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CammyWhat in the hell is going on with Elijah Somersett? First, he’s a no show at a vital merger thrown in his name, and now he’s snappy with every damn staff member who walks into his office.I’m in the right mind to barge into his office and give him what for when I see another office worker running out in tears. But I’ve decided to leave him be, especially after the last time I spoke to him.His behaviour was unacceptable that night, and even if he did have prior arrangements, he should have let me know instead of letting me wait there like an idiot. Has he always conducted himself in this manner? If so, how the hell has this company lasted for so long?In any case, it shouldn’t bother me - I have an important business meeting in a few minutes with Brendon Mitchell from BixTek! He’s drawn up a proposal for my company to oversee the development of their new offices outside of London. Since they&rsquo

CammySo much for having a lovely evening and putting that idiot out of my mind - now he’s even here at my date. I’d recognise that side profile anywhere; Elijah is currently sitting a table over from me with the type of woman I could never dream of being.Tall, skinny and ‘model beautiful’ - Elijah sure knows how to make a statement.I couldn’t concentrate at all with him being so close to me, and halfway through, I had to excuse myself from the table with the excuse of needing the loo.When I reach the stall, I rush inside and sit down on the toilet seat. What the hell is Elijah doing here, and with a date like that?! Didn’t he want to take me out this evening? Blimey, it’s nice to know how replaceable I am.I take a few breaths, and as I get up to open the door, I hear someone come in. “Yes, my love. I absolutely HAD to come on this date with that oaf. No, I promise nothing is goin

Elijah“Crikey, is it just me or did little miss not even look bothered when we were roped in a kiss yesterday?”“No, it’s not just you,” I reply to Harper as we enter my office. The other evening when Cameron saw me with Harper, she looked positively peeved off at seeing me there. This morning it was as if she couldn’t care less. Did something happen to her these last few days?I look at the blonde in front of me. “Okay, now before we go anywhere else with this, you need to tell me right now why you thought Brendon was your ex-husband.”Harper flinches as I say this, then sighs. “His voice; I’ll recognise it anywhere and the way he touched my waist when I hugged him. That’s definitely Brent, Elijah. But how? Why after all these years?”How, indeed. I made sure he was taken care of… so how the hell is the bastard still alive?“I’ll hav

ElijahStaring at this glass of bourbon in my hand won’t do me any good, nor will this bird on my arm begging for my attention. I look her way and glare before making a ‘shoo’ gesture with my hand.Nothing's going my way at all. I thought making Cameron jealous with a model might get her to confess her feelings to me, but it just pushed her further away. Actually, who am I kidding? That plan would never have worked anyway!Bollocks. I truly am a nob, aren't I?I order another tumbler of bourbon and continue to stew in my self-hatred. Perhaps I should confess to her? What would she think of me then? Would she reciprocate my feelings?Ah, stuff it. Nothing good will come out of wondering and hoping like this. I should call it a night and wallow at home.As I fumble and pull out my phone to call Leo, it starts ringing in my hand, and I see Cameron’s number on the caller ID.Strange; she hardly eve

ElijahI lean my head against the door of Cameron’s office and breathe out a sigh. How did I manage to turn down her request when I would love nothing more than to spend time with her alone?Shaking my head, I make my way to my office in an attempt to forget about this morning’s events.I woke up before Cameron did this morning and spent the time watching her sleep before she eventually woke up. She looked absolutely breathtaking and serene; as if she didn’t just go through a traumatic experience.I felt her stir, then pretended to be still sleeping so she wouldn’t feel uncomfortable, but the anxiety radiating from her was too much to bear. That’s why I decided to tease her a bit by playing my cocky self.At least it worked.I still can't believe that I admitted my feelings for her, right when she didn’t need the added pressure. However, I must admit that I feel better now that my fe