All Chapters of Billionaire's Lost Girl: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elaine.I hated nightclubs. The sweaty dancing…the pumping music…the slutty advances…it all made me want to choke on my vomit.Ugh.I raised my chin and glared at the dark-haired man that'd been pestering me for over an hour now, his eyes shining as he talked about his sexual escapades with so much enthusiasm, you might believe it was what he knew best. As usual, his eyes weren’t focused on mine, but rather on my breasts, which bulged out of the thin outfit I wore, making him swipe his tongue out to wet his bottom lip unconsciously.Yikes. He couldn’t even pretend to be decent for just one minute.I’d had enough. Holding up a hand now, I moved away. “Sorry to offend you but I’d like to use the restroom now, please.”He shrugged eagerly. “Fine. No problem. I can wait for you here.”“Thank you,” I said, hoping he couldn’t hear the exasperation in my voice as I moved away into the crowd of dancing bodies at a corner. The restroom was down the corridor and I bumped into Cora on my way the

Elaine.A few hours and seven showers later, I still lay sprawled out in bed with my fake husband. He had his arms around me as we nibbled at each other’s lips underneath the thick drapes. I ran my hands over his solid abs, squeezing his left nipple and swallowing his moan with a passionate kiss. I’d completely lost track of time at this point, and let me be honest, I didn’t care. Never did I ever imagine a night like this, in bed with a man I was slowly learning not to do without. And to think I didn’t even know his name, or where he came from – all I knew was that he could make any woman go crazy and blow up like dynamite.It was quite an unbelievable night.We had sex in multiple positions – on the floor, bent over the bedpost, holding onto the window bars, while showering, and in the bathtub. We’d run out of condoms in the long run, but that didn’t stop us. It seemed like each time he plunged deep into me, I couldn’t get enough. And he knew how and where to put that hot tongue of

Elaine.“Thank you,” I smiled at the blonde waiter as he placed our drinks on the table. He looked Irish, with a sharp jaw and emeralds for eyes. If I wasn’t still thinking about the bastard I met at the club, maybe I would’ve been remotely interested. It was a Saturday night, and since the flat was empty, Cora had insisted that we go out for a girl’s night together.“So, what’s up with your sour mood?” I asked her, popping open my Coke and taking a cautious sip. Cora had her arms folded across her chest, eyes dark with fury.“Ugh. What else? The job interview was a disaster?”“Really?” I frowned. “But you said that your new boss seemed like the friendly type.”“He fooled me into believing that he was great when he was just a little piece of shit!”The couple seated close to us stopped talking now and glanced at us. I patted Cora’s arm. “Calm down. Everyone’s looking.”“It’s so pitiful. I tried to ignore his sexual advances, but things went south. After the general interview with his b

MaxNew York Times.A woman cries out for help, saying she has a child for billionaire CEO Max Sturm.From news reaching our headquarters, according to the allegations brought forward by the woman, Max Sturm had seduced and promised that he'd marry her during the launch party of his New York Times bestseller ‘The Golden Ones’ a few years ago. She'd agreed and slept with the award-winning author, but he left her the next morning without a note or anything to contact him. He didn't even reveal his real name to her. She took the heartbreak in stride and found out that she was pregnant a few months later, but didn't abort the baby because she's a Christian. She was never one for the news, or trends so it was little wonder why it took her all this while to get hold of him...“What the actual fuck?” I stopped reading at that, slammed the damn papers down, and exhaled in exasperation. I swear to God, people could be really desperate especially when it came to wealth. Glancing at the picture

ElaineI bumped into Mr. Sturm on my way out of the bathroom, almost knocking off his glasses. He held my hands to steady me up. “Whoa, whoa. What’s the rush?”I straightened, lowering my eyes. “N-nothing, Sir. I have to leave – “He slipped an arm around my waist when I made to walk past him. I swallowed hard, turned on by our close proximity. This wasn’t how I envisioned things going. “Can we talk in my office for a minute?”I wanted to refuse outright, but then I recalled Cora’s words. He was the father of my child. It wouldn’t be nice if I left without hearing what he had to say.“Please?”I exhaled. “Okay. But I’ve got a lot to do at home, so can you please make it snappy?”I didn’t believe in sucking my boss-to-be shoes so he could consider me for the job. I made sure I treated everyone as they rightfully deserved. He’d been a dick. “Alright,” he gestured towards a blue door. His name was imprinted in gold calligraphy on the door, along with his official title.He drew the door