Billionaire's Secretary

"We finally did it!!" Amy screeched in excitement, pumping her fist in the air as she took a large swing from the bottle of wine she had in her other hand. Brent only chuckled in response as he watched her dance in the room, completely out of rhythm with the song , the alcohol being the main reason for her sloppy movement.

"Ooh" Amy cooed, grinning as she felt Brent wrap his hands around her waist. Amy smiled contentedly as she snuggled more into his embrace, both of them moving slowly as the music had changed to a much slower one.

Ed Sheeran's Perfect played through the speakers as Amy pondered just how much their life was going to change from tomorrow.

Amy and her boyfriend Brent had both decided to startup a company together. It was a dream they both worked hard towards it together and after everything they'd been through as they struggled to achieve their goal, they finally got sponsors who were willing to invest in their company. All that was left now was to submit the contract.

Amy felt like her life couldn't possibly get any better as she had all she could ask for: a loving boyfriend and very soon, a successful company.

"Something on your mind?" Brent asked as he noticed that Amy had grown silent. Amy just looked up at him and smiled.

"It just feels so unreal, you know? All of our sacrifices finally paid off. I feel like this is a dream and I might wake up any moment from now. "

"Me too, babe. The excitement of what's to come makes me feel like I'm drifting," Brent replied with a small laugh.

"Hey Babe?," Amy called out to Brent

"Hm?" He hummed in response.

"I feel really lucky to have you in my life. I couldn't have done any of this without you"

Brent paused for a moment before he replied

"We did it together, and that's all that matters"

"Heh, every where's spinning" Amy said with a sloppy smile as the effects of the alcohol took hold of her.

"That's it, no more wine" He suddenly called out, snatching the bottle from her and picking her up, throwing her over his shoulder.

Amy squeaked as she remembered and giggled as Brent picked her and headed straight to the bedroom. He flung her on the bed. Hovering above her, she pulled him in for a kiss and laughed

"I love you so much, babe" Amy said staring into his eyes. Brent shuffled around uncomfortably before hastily adding "Right, right and I love you too, blah blah blah. You should rest up" He said dismissively

Amy rolled her eyes, amused at Brent's antics. He'd always been awkward when it came to expressing feelings and she just took it as him being shy. In fact, she found it a little cute.

"Way to ruin the mood, dork," Amy said, the warm smile on her face hinting that she was only teasing.

Brent rolled his eyes at her as he tucked her into bed. Amy sighed with content as she felt herself give in to the call of sleep. The night faded away and Amy dreamt about the endless possibilities that lay ahead of them.

"Urgh," Amy groaned as the sun shone in on her through her window blinds. Amy looked up and saw Brent getting ready to head out. He had already showered..

"I think I celebrated a little too hard. Think you can handle submitting the contract on your own?" She managed to croak, wincing in pain as she realized just how dry her throat was.

"Yeah, no shit," Brent chuckled before he added, "Of course. Just need you to sign it and I'll take care of the rest"

Amy moaned in relief, happy that she didn't have to leave her bed, and watched as Brent finished preparing to leave.

"Hey, no fair. How come you don't even get hangovers and I'm stuck in bed looking like a gremlin?" Amy pouted, irritated at the pounding headache which was just one of the many terrible symptoms of her hangover. Brent, in turn, just responded with a shrug.

"Right, before I leave, you need to sign this," Brent said, handing over the paperwork. Amy signed her name on it, handing it over to Brent as soon as she was done..

"Call me when you're done, okay?"

"Sure," He replied before leaving.

As she heard the front door shut, Amy closed her eyes and drifted off, hoping to sleep off the effects of the hangover.

Amy woke up several hours later and checked her phone to see if Brent had tried to call her, but she didn't find anything. That was strange because he should have been done with it and called her by now. Maybe he forgot and was hanging out with friends?, Amy thought as she decided it was best to just call him.

Following several rings, she ended up in voicemail. Amy's brows furrowed with increasing concern. A lot of different scenarios crossed her mind, but she resolved to head to his apartment instead of moping around doing nothing.

Swiftly showering and dressing, she applied light makeup to conceal the dark circles around her eyes. Her hangovers always seemed more intense than others, which is why she usually avoided getting drunk. However, in her upbeat mood last night, she indulged in a few too many drinks-a choice she now regretted. Finally done with her preparations, she checked herself in the mirror to make sure she didn't look like a starved zombie before heading out over to Brent's place.

As she sat in the Uber, she stared out of the window, smiling to herself. Brent had finally agreed to move in with her. They were planning on getting a bigger apartment and moving in together once their business had started bringing enough income. Amy still felt giddy about the whole situation but was still a little worried, as she'd been unable to get through to Brent.

When she'd finally gotten to her location, Amy got out and paid the driver, leaving him a generous tip, before skipping over to Brent's door.

Amy checked under the carpet and pulled out the spare key, smiling to herself as she proceeded to unlock the door.

As she turned the key in the lock and stepped into her boyfriend's apartment, she knew something was off. Her mind immediately jumped to something terrible, though uncertain about what to expect. Placing a hand on her chest, she made her way to the hallway, reaching out to the walls for support and attempting to control her breathing.

Thankfully, Brent was not lying down unconscious. As she made her way to the bedroom, she heard sounds. She tried to convince herself at first that it was nothing of that sort, the moans coming from behind the door could be coming from a tv or something she thought. The sounds grew louder and undoubtedly intimate as she approached. But still hopeful that the noise has nothing to do with Brent. She stood for a moment with her heart racing.

Even though her instict was screaming at her to run away, she knew she had to face whatever that was in that room. She opened the door but what she saw made her stand still.

Amy was shocked, she couldn't believe her eyes. Her boyfriend was fucking another woman

Brent looked up, freezing immediately as he saw her, his face showing a mixture of surprise and guilt, as if he had been caught doing something he was ashamed of. The other woman, noticing that something was wrong, followed Brent's line of sight until she saw Amy standing in the doorway, eyes wide and glossy as the tears threatened to pour from her eyes. Amy recognized the lady as Brent's cousin Evie. But figured out immediately that it was a blatant lie

Evie appeared equally startled, but quickly scrambled to grab her clothes, attempting to cover herself up with the sheets as much as she could. Despite the shock and betrayal coursing through her, Amy remained frozen in place, wishing this was just a dream or one of those prank shows with a hidden camera. When nobody jumped out with a camera, yelling, "Got you!" Amy felt her world come crashing down. Silence enveloped the room as her hand trembled, releasing the door handle. The weight of betrayal hung heavy, and she fought to find words that mirrored the storm of emotions within. Struggling for composure, her attempts at speech dissolved into gasps, revealing the depth of her hurt and anger. After what felt like eternity, she finally managed to croak out, "Was she worth it?"

Brent didn't answer her, instead he avoided eye contact, looking everywhere but at her. Amy scoffed at his actions, quickly feeling her agony turn into rage. He'd just been caught red-handed cheating on her and he couldn't even say anything. He just stared blankly at the floor.

Amy looked from Brent over to Evie who shifted uncomfortably due to the tension, apparent in the room. Suddenly feeling her self control slip from her, Amy lunged at her screaming, " You bitch! I trusted you! His cousin?! Which one of you came up with that, huh?!"

Amy had managed to grab a fistful of Evie's hair, twisting and pulling, before Brent came rushing over to stop her. Amy scoffed as she watched Brent try to protect Evie from her. He was supposed to be her boyfriend, but instead, here he was protecting another woman from her.

Her emotions once again threatened to overwhelm her as the tears formed a steady stream down her face. Amy looked once again at the scene before her. Her own boyfriend was crouched down, comforting another woman who wasn't her. Brent looked up with a fierce look in his eyes before he finally spoke. "I think you should leave. "

Amy's heart shattered as she heard what she felt was possibly the most hurtful sentence ever spoken to her. Turning on her heel, she fled the house, an urgent need to escape driving her.

The distance she covered blurred as she ran, the only goal to put as much space as possible between herself and the painful words. She stood in the road, realizing the gravity of the situation. Overwhelmed, she broke down in uncontrollable sobs, feeling the pain in her heart from the betrayal..

Pulling her phone out of her purse, which she'd thankfully remembered to bring, she dialed the only person she felt she could trust right now.

After a few rings, April picked up with her usual cheery voice.

"Hey doll, what's up?" April asked with a cheerful tone.

"A- April?" Amy managed to wheeze in between sobs.

"Amy? What's going on?" April asked, her voice taking on a worried tone as she heard Amy's tone

"I- I n- need you p- please?" Amy continued, her cries slowing down as she talked to her best friend

"Of course, I'm coming over right now," April said and Amy could hear some rustling as April hurried to get changed.

"I- I'm not home, " Amy sniffled as she finally looked around her, realizing that she'd run all the way to the park.

"Where are you ?"

"At the park," Amy said, the last word coming out as a cry. She and Brent had made many fond memories at this park. They came here on weekends to have picnics, but now those joyful memories became unbearably painful to recall.

April grew increasingly worried as Amy sobbed harder at the other end of the line, wondering what could possibly have gone wrong.

"Amy? Amy" April called out to her through the phone as she hurried over

"Yeah?" Amy sniffled as she began to hiccup from the endless crying.

"Deep breaths, okay? Can you do that for me?" When she didn't hear a response, she assumed that Amy had nodded and proceeded to give her instructions to help steady her breathing as she rushed over to the park

Seated on a nearby bench, Amy gazed at her phone, tears streaming down her face. She scrolled through pictures of her and Brent, searching for subtle hints of dissatisfaction, yet every snapshot portrayed a facade of happiness.

Wiping away tears, she sniffled, experiencing the intense ache of betrayal piercing her heart. How could he betray her like this? Over a year together, discussions of a shared future, and now, in an instant, he seemed to cast it all aside. The dreams they had nurtured, of starting a family, getting married, and building a life together, crumbled under the weight of this unexpected and devastating betrayal.

Fuck him, Amy thought. Fuck him for being a lying, cheating scumbag. Fuck him for making her feel like garbage. And fuck him for thinking he could just play around with her feelings however he wanted.

Having searched for what felt like hours, April finally spotted Amy on a bench, her demeanor radiating misery as she stared at something on her phone. Without hesitation, April moved towards Amy, enfolding her in a comforting embrace, offering solace in the midst of evident distress."Hey, doll," she murmured as she sat down next to her. "What's going on?"

Amy snuggled into her "I don't understand," she sobbed."I thought he loved me."

April's face twisted in confusion, then she realized as she saw the photos on Amy's phone. She immediately connected the pieces as she breathed out angrily, "Brent"

April rubbed her back in circular motions as she murmured, "He was an idiot, Amy. Shh, it's gonna be okay. He doesn't deserve your tears," April murmured in a comforting voice.

Amy sniffled and looked up at April. "What am I going to do now?" she asked. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and her nose red from the occasional sniffles that came with crying.

April gritted her teeth in anger as she looked at what a crying mess Amy had become. Nobody deserved to make her feel that way and especially not Brent, that no good, two faced, slimy motherfucker.

April was going to make sure he received a piece of her mind and more, but first, she had to be there for her bestfriend.

April called an Uber and took Amy home. Amy had calmed down by now. All that remained were the occasional sniffles and a stubborn lump that'd formed in her throat. They were both quiet on the ride home, with Amy snuggled up against April.

They finally got to Amy's apartment and she slumped down on the couch, exhausted from all the crying she'd done.

"Do you mind telling me what the hell is going on?" April asked, unable to keep the anger out of her voice. "What did he do to you?" April asked curiously, wanting to hear the full details about what happened.

Amy sniffled and remained quiet before she finally spoke, her voice raspy from crying. "Brent, he *hic* he... I saw them *hic* together, April. Oh God, it was awful" Amy spoke with the hiccups making her sound barely coherent

"That...that motherfucker!" April growled, folding her fists into balls. "She *hic* she was supposed to be his cousin" Amy paused to swallow the lump in her throat. She had cried all her tears out and now she just felt exhausted. She wished she could just close her eyes and wake up from this bad dream, but no matter how hard she tried, the harsh reality wouldn't let go.

"I- I trusted him. I *hic* I tried to be the perfect girlfriend. I gave *hic* gave him space whenever he needed it. We were *hic* we were happy. I thought we were happy" Amy paused, her last sentence coming out as a whisper.

"Oh my God" Amy gasped as if she'd just realized something. "His cousin? I'm just so *hic* so stupid, aren't I? They got me. They both fucking got me " Amy said miserably.

April couldn't stand to watch Amy's self loathing so she crouched down in front of her, holding both of her hands as she said.

"You're not stupid, Amy. You don't deserve any of this. "You're a smart, beautiful, badass babe and don't need a man to make you feel whole". You're worth so much more than that lying sack of shit."

"First thing tomorrow, I'm heading over there and when I'm done with him, he's going to need a whole facial reconstruction," April said with gritted teeth.

Amy smiled weakly at April before shaking her head. She honestly didn't know what she did to deserve someone as caring as April in her life. No matter how bad things got, April always stood by her and she was grateful to have a friend who genuinely cared for her.

"No, don't. It...It's over. There's no point," Amy muttered, before adding "Thanks April. You're the best friend a person could ask for"

April sighed, her fire in her eyes slowly dying out. She threw her arm around Amy and pulled her in for a hug.

"You're going to get through this, Ames. You'll rise above this and come out even more brilliant than before, I promise." She said, her voice barely above a whisper Amy hummed in response as she held April tighter. "Can you please hold me?" Amy asked, and April complied.

They both moved to the bed and lay down, snuggling against each other. Amy didn't have to wait too long for sleep as crying had drained all the energy she had and she was sucked into a black, dreamless sleep.

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Amy spent the next few days moping around the house. The emotional breakdown she'd gone through had taken a huge toll on her both physically and mentally, and she came down with a fever the next day.

It still hurt to think about what happened, but she was getting better every day and it didn't hurt as much anymore.

"Hey Ames?! How do you feel about toast for breakfast?" April shouted from the kitchen. April had taken leave from work to stay by her side through everything, doing all she could to make sure Amy was comfortable as she nursed her back to health.

"You know you don't need to yell, right? The kitchen is literally right next to my room!" Amy yelled back at her

"Is that sass I hear, young lady?" April teased and Amy rolled her eyes.

"No ma'am, of course not, "Amy replied with a fake gasp to which April just laughed.They then fell into a comfortable silence, with April humming casually as she prepared breakfast.

April was finally done, and as they sat, Amy finally spoke up. "I want to head over to the office today," she said with a serious tone.

April paused and looked up, opening her mouth to say something before stopping herself, then after a few seconds of silence between the two of them, she finally spoke, " Of course, and I'll be right beside you every step of the way"

Amy smiled gratefully at April, then they both returned to eating breakfast. Amy stopped in front of the building, taking deep breaths to prepare herself for what was to come. She'd been dreading ever having to see Brent, but she knew she couldn't stay holed up at home forever.

"We can turn around and come back tomorrow if you want?" April said from beside her.

"No.. I can do this. I have to do this," Amy said, steeling her nerves before she walked in, April following suit.

Amy's heart pounded as she stepped out of the elevator on the top floor of the office building. She had been feeling excited and nervous to show April the startup she had built with her now ex-boyfriend. They hadn't spoken since the incident, but Brent had sent her a text which read "Sorry you had to find out this way. I hope you find happiness elsewhere". April had scoffed at the message and Amy just didn't care anymore.

As she walked into the office space, Amy was filled with pride at what she had helped create. The past few days had been tough, but seeing her company still thriving brought a sigh of relief. She'd given everything to build it, and now the effort was paying off. Motivational quotes adorned the walls, and the team, dressed smartly, diligently worked on their computers.

Colleagues warmly welcomed them, but Amy's heart stung at the sight of Brent. As they approached, they noticed he was engrossed in conversation with a coworker. A nudge from the colleague made Brent turn, catching sight of them at the door. He gave them both a nervous smile and April could only think about knocking his teeth out but she restrained herself as she'd promised Amy she would behave, but that didn't stop her from glaring daggers at Brent who shuffled uncomfortably in his seat as they approached.

As Amy stood at his desk, she could see him squirm in his seat. Brent appeared uneasy, a hint of nervousness coloring his expression. Amy couldn't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction, suspecting it might be the weight of guilt for what he had done to her.

She waved away the unnecessary thoughts and moved past Brent, proceeding to show April around the office space. They stopped at the various desks, each one with its plethora of trinkets, tools, and whatnots– a workplace filled with character and life.

After a few minutes of walking around, Amy decided that, as much as she wanted to avoid it, she had to talk to Brent. She asked April to wait outside and went into Brent's office to speak to him

"Mr. Edward," she said in a professional tone as she spoke to Brent.

"Amy I-" Brent started, but he was immediately cut off by

Amy

"Mr. Edward, please. I would like us to be professional as this is a workspace. Now if you'll excuse me I have a lot of catching up on work to do "

Her ex-boyfriend raised an eyebrow before clearing his throat. "I have something to tell you, Amy," he said in a somber tone. "You don't work here anymore."