How Not To Be Seduced By Billionaires (Books 1-3) by Marian Tee

Author:Marian Tee [Tee, Marian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-03-25T07:00:00+00:00

Lesson #9

Billionaires don’t lick their wounds when they are hurt. They get even.

“Are you seeing this?” I shrieked at Daria and Alyx, who I was videoconferencing on my iPad, as I pointed towards the TV.

Alyx laughed so loudly I was tempted to flick her face on the screen. “You’re such a kid. You’re actually jumping!”

“I can’t help it!” I was so mad I wished the floor under my feet could turn into the hard, tone, sluttish body of a guy named Constantijin Kastein.

“He was courting me and now he’s out with another girl! On TV!” Glaring at the screen, I hissed, “Man-whore.”

Daria was grinning. Tall with short curly hair and sparkling gray eyes, she was the most outspoken in our little group. She was also dangerously impulsive, but Alyx and I hoped marriage could curb that somewhat.

“You should gatecrash the event, show him who’s the boss,” she suggested.

Or not.

“Get real. I can’t gatecrash his dad’s fundraiser.”

“You know, I think she’s right,” Alyx intruded as she pushed a wide hair band up her boyishly cut hair. As she started slapping cream on her face – one of her hundreds of rituals before going to sleep – Alyx added, “He can’t do this every time you two quarrel or have a misunderstanding.”

I shook my head. Just the thought of gatecrashing – and putting myself out there for Constantijin to humiliate – had me hyperventilating.

Daria bent forward, her eyes narrowing. “Yanna, I can see you panicking from here.”

If that was true, then she had better eyesight than Clark Kent since Daria had her iPad positioned somewhat far away from her. I could practically see the entire bed she was seated cross-legged on, which was so enormous it could probably fit an entire football squad.

From Daria’s side of the screen, I heard something popping in the background, followed by the clink of glass and then the Greek-accented tone of Daria’s tycoon hubby. “Why is Yanna panicking?” Nik asked as he came into view, wearing an unbuttoned white polo shirt and jeans. Tall, dark, gorgeous and an alpha male to the core, he used to be the world’s greatest jerk. Even I hated him, and it took a lot for me to say the H-word. A misunderstanding had caused Nik to mistake Daria for a gold-digging nymphomaniac and he had treated her like shit. Thankfully, true love – and a good dose of truth - had reformed him, and there was no doubting that when you looked at how Nik acted around his wife these days.

Taking a seat next to Daria on their bed, Nik handed her a glass of champagne and pressed a kiss on her forehead.

For a moment, I had to close my eyes, not wanting my friends to see how totally envious I suddenly felt about the closeness between the months-old married couple.

I made myself look at them when Nik spoke again. “Hi, Alyx, Yanna.”

Alyx flashed him a thumbs-up sign. “Hey, Nik. So how many is it for today?”

Daria groaned, Nik grinned, and I frowned in complete confusion.

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