Laying Low with the Billionaire by Valentine Layla

Author:Valentine, Layla
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

ANNA

I’m still pacing my room. I don’t dare leave. I can’t sit still. I tried to lie down but my stomach was churning so hard I felt like I was going to be sick.

These walls are more like a prison than ever.

I can’t believe I was so stupid. It worked and Joel calmed right down and it was a really, really good kiss — like a really good one, but I shouldn’t have done it. Now I just look like one of those other stupid girls who follows him around giving him big, lusty eyes for his money and his body.

And he trusted me enough to open up! We were really getting somewhere with our relationship. We’d turned a corner, started to be real friends. He told me all about how lonely he is and I just had to go and prove to him that there’s no one in the world who will see beyond the name and love him for the person he is.

Obviously, that’s not me. I don’t care about the money or the looks, even if both are great added bonuses. I was starting to really, properly like him.

Now he’ll never be able to see that. It’s a betrayal. That’s what I’ve done. I’ve betrayed his trust.

And the worst bit is, I don’t regret it at all.

With a groan, I throw myself back down onto the bed, my head hitting the pillow, my hands hitting my face. This is so fucking stupid. How old am I? Fourteen?

That was probably my last good relationship, as a teenager. Any romances I’ve ever had have fizzled out after a few weeks because I’m too mean or too career focused or too cold. I guess all those comments are fair. One guy put up with me for almost a year before walking out. We were just about to move in together and he just texted me one day, hey anna, just to let you know i wont be seeing you anymore bc ive met someone else. His name was Henry.

I haven’t thought about him in years. I cried and cried and cried after he walked out on me. It was so cruel to do it like that, in a text. I never saw him again.

If I hadn’t already cried myself raw this week I know I’d be crying over this too. But I have no tears left to give and it wasn’t like Joel was anything more than a cabin fever delusion. I’ll get over it eventually.

The plan is to just stay in my room until my life manages to magically fix itself or time winds back to last month so I can tell Mariana to go fuck herself, or at the very least until I’ve stared at the ceiling for long enough to go completely numb. But then my stomach growls like an angry bear waking up from hibernation, reminding me that I haven’t eaten in hours and hours.

Groaning, I roll over and hug my knees to my chest, squeezing my eyes tightly shut.

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