All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S MISTRESS: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Babes, the Vogue Boutique will close up if we wait any longer!" Ruth said as she applied a final coat of her lip-gloss.Christine looked up from the book she was reading and turned her eyes to the window by the right side of the large room they have been occupying for four years now. There were so many memories within those walls that Christine couldn't just forget about."Are you even listening to me?" Ruth cried out as she noticed the long look on her best friend's face.Christine turned her eyes in Ruth's direction and smiled. "It's going to rain. I don't think it will be a smart idea to go out—" she started to say but Ruth interrupted her immediately."Shopping is never a smart idea for you!" She hissed with a roll of her large brown eyes. "But not anymore. We just finished college and... With good grades. We have to celebrate! You have to come with me!""Ruth we can celebrate right here. We don't even have to go out..." Christine tried to convince her but Ruth was not in for tha

"Chris, I am so stupid! I have lost Peter Pencraft!" Ruth cried out as she buried her face into a pillow."Ruth, calm down and tell me what happened!" Christine said rolling her eyes."You don't understand, I had him. He was talking to me and then I slurped! Babe, I embarrassed myself so much, I think he hated me now!" She added dramatically.Christine dropped the papers she had been reading and moved onto the bed where Ruth was hitting her chest like a woman who had lost her husband."When did you meet him?" She asked patiently.Ruth wiped her tears and stared up at her friend with a pout. "We met at the club last night...""When I was waiting outside or before then?" Christine had kept a good eye on Ruth throughout the time they were at the club. The only time she had lost track of her was when she went to the bathroom and was delayed at the bar."You were outside and I went to the bar... He came and then I was drunk. I was giggling like some fool!" She exclaimed slapping a hand to

Christine walked into the fancy restaurant with her heart beating as fast as someone who had just run two miles. What was she supposed to say to Alex Pencraft? How would she even introduce herself? Would she be able to recognize him? Yes, Ruth had shown her a dozen pictures of the young handsome billionaire but she still couldn't trust her brain to remember the face. Her dark eyes searched the restaurant as if scanning a document. There were just a few people seated around the air-conditioned room. Soft music was playing in the background and the lights bounced around in different tones adding to the ambiance of the place. But Christine couldn't bring herself to enjoy it. The dress Ruth had forced her to wear was too short and the heels were already killing her as she stood by the corner trying to find her date. "Excuse me miss," someone said behind her and she jumped in fear. It was simply one of the waiters. Christine held her heart and took a deep breath to calm herself from th

"Believe me, princess, she's nothing but an opportunist golddigger! You can't see it because she's so good at her games." Rhoda lectured."I have told you times and again that you need to send that girl far away from you! But no, you wouldn't listen and now even your father thinks she is an angel!"Ruth sighed and combed through her hair with her fingernails."Mum, you're just paranoid. Christine is not that type of person," Ruth defended Christine as she passed an apologetic smile to Christine who smiled in return before exiting the room.She didn't want to imagine what Mrs. Davis could be telling her daughter on the other end of the phone. She was used to the woman's harsh behavior but she preferred not listening to all of that at all."Tell me, do you really love him?" Rhoda asked her daughter. Knowing the kind of child she had, she knew Ruth couldn't love such a daddy's boy but she had to somehow convince Ruth to do it anyway."Mum... Alex is so boring, I won't even lie about that

 "So tell me, how come you know so much about colognes?" Alex asked her.Their conversation had slowly but certainly shifted from Ruth to Christine. She found herself telling him about her love for perfumes and colognes."When you can't afford something, you stay content with recognizing them," Christine said with a small laugh.The interior of the restaurant was vintage. The furniture was sleek metal and neatly arranged with round sleek tables complimenting the wooden floors.The lighting gave out a comfy and cozy feeling as they were artistic lamps hung at different angles of the stylish European retro-style wallpaper on the walls.The atmosphere was welcoming, as expected of a nice restaurant. The ambiance was quite peaceful, with comfortable seating, chill music, and the delicious smell of food in the air.Christen was about to make a comment on Alex's question when a waiter gregariously bounced towards their table."