Playboy Billionaire (Mafia Billionaires) by Sophia March

Author:Sophia March [March, Sophia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: PNK Publishing
Published: 2022-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

The whole room is spinning. I wake up with a song my mother used to sing to me before falling asleep, and underneath my body is the fluffy feeling of my comforter.

I sit up, causing even more spinning than before, and I run to the bathroom, throw up in the toilet until tears are streaming from my eyes and my throat is burning, then sink back onto the tiled floor. After a minute, I feel cold hands lift my head and place a pillow under it. They cover me with a blanket and leave before I can open my eyes to see who it is. Am I in my home? I have to be? But how did I get here?

Hours pass, and my body is asleep, but my mind is awake. What happened last night? Did we stay at the club for very long? God, I hope I didn’t bring anyone home.

“Wakey wakey eggs and bakey.” I hear in the distance, and I know it’s Jack's annoyingly smooth voice.

“What?” I squint my eyes open, and he’s standing over me with a plate full of eggs and bacon.

“I don’t want it,” I mumble, turning over on my side.

“Well, you have work to do today, so you have to get up sometime.”

“Why are you here?” I bite back.

“Thank you, Jack, for stopping me from busting my head open and getting me home safe. I’m eternally grateful.” He lowers his voice, attempting to mimic me.

“Please leave.”

“At least he said please.” Another voice that I know too well comes from behind him, and my eyes fly open. Stella is standing in the doorway, looking like she’s been up for hours. She’s got jean shorts and a tank top on. I never see her in something like this. I think she looks hot in anything, but this is pretty fucking hot.

“At least let me eat in my bed,” I grumble, shakily sit up, and Stella rushes to my aid. I feel bad about that. Not just because I don’t like being taken care of, but because her touching me is the last thing I want. I attempt to get up on my own, and she mostly just makes sure I don’t topple over, barely grazing my arm. When she does, though, it sends chills from the location that spread throughout the rest of my body.

I make my way to the bed, flop down on it faster than I probably should have, and accept the food that Jack has been holding. It’s good, but don’t say much while I eat it. I just want to be alone, but the last thing I need is to be left alone with Stella.

“I have some work to get done today, but I’ll be back tomorrow to see if we can follow another lead.” Jack looks up from his phone to say goodbye.

“Nice meeting you, Stella!” He calls as he heads to the door.

“I’ll walk you out.” She smiles at him, and I look between them for a second. No way that she fucking likes this clown.

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