In Love With Mr Billionaire

There he is-the man of my dreams. Everyone went away as I started heading down the aisle, leaving only the two of us. I can't believe I'll soon become Mrs. R-

~BEEPPP BEEPPP!~

Fuck me.

This obnoxious clock disrupted my lovely dream about me and Enzo. I was walking down the aisle with our 15 children behind me.

What? My dreams are enormous.

I used my hand to knock the nasty monster off the nightstand and onto the floor, and I heard a loud crash that forced me to open my exhausted eyelids. The first thing I noticed was an alarm clock shattered into pieces on the ground. Oops?

That's what you get for not letting me continue my trek down the aisle to marry my ideal boyfriend. Couldn't wait to say my I DO.

I yawned and wiped my eyes, still feeling exhausted. My joy faded when I realized that I had school today. Ew!

I dreaded going to school.

Well, not really. I simply despise the children that attend there, especially since he and that bitch Chelsea will be there; she loves to test my patience, and he makes my life at school a living nightmare. Even though I continue to receive A's, I can no longer concentrate on academics.

They say that when someone bullies you, it is because they are envious of you or like you, but I don't believe that. What's there to enjoy, anyway?

I am in my senior year and am 18 years old. I have blue eyes like my mother and dark brown hair, and I'm 5'5. I also have curves that I don't want to exhibit anymore because of him. He blamed it on the fact that I have attractive curves. Is it truly my fault that I was born with curves, though?

Remembering that encounter with him made my eyes moist, but I blinked them away. This is not the time for it.

Thank goodness this will be my final year at that Godforsaken school. I couldn't face another year at that oppressive institution; the only people I tolerated were Jessica Collins and Allison Grey, my two wonderful closest friends.

I really adore them; they are just the greatest. I had another popular best friend, but things went awry, and our friendship dissolved. I'll get back to it shortly.

I live with my lovely mother and my 16-year-old younger brother; our father abandoned us when he discovered my mother was pregnant with my brother. Like, who does that? According to him, he just recognized that he did not want any children and that they were too lot to cope with.

Guess what, sperm donor? If you didn't want any children, you should have wrapped it before tapping it.

Only the Lord knows how much I despise that man.

He is dead to me.

Not that we care about him since our mother is just the finest; she works as a nurse and occasionally has late-night shifts, but she never lets that stop her from spending time with us.

She's the finest.

Now that I'm getting ready for school, everyone knows how much I enjoy jogging. I have a whole wardrobe full of them in every color and design; to be honest, they're simply too comfy. I intend to wear one of my jogging suits today.

When I was finished, I pulled my hair up in a high ponytail and applied light makeup that included moisturizer, concealer, powder foundation, blush, mascara, and lip gloss.

I took my suitcase and phone and headed downstairs to wait for my brother while I started cooking our meal, which included pancakes and eggs. We don't have a car yet, but Jessie always picks us up on her way to school.

I soon heard my brother coming down the stairs with his suitcase in his hands, yelling my name and looking like someone was following him with a knife. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or go with him, so I simply stood there like a statue, blinking as I watched him.

To be honest, I adore my brother, but he can be quite obnoxious at times, like if he swallowed a radio or something. He talks about so many things that don't make sense that your ears will hurt; don't think I'm exaggerating because it's true.

Apart from not keeping his mouth shut, he's quite overprotective of me. We also go to the same school but in separate years, and he only has one buddy, Lilly. I haven't met her yet, but he speaks about her nonstop.

Between you and me, I bet he likes her more than a buddy but won't confess it.

Yet.

"Bri I thought you left me." He pouted at me, and I turned around to take in his appearance. He wore black trousers, a white shirt, and white Nike shoes, and his blond hair was gelled back, looking cute with his two dimples showing when he smiled.

Eww! Now I see why girls adore him.

I hoped I had dimples, too.

I am a sucker for dimples.

"Now why would I leave my walking radio?" I offered to give him his meal, and he grabbed it instantly, devouring it without leaving any crumbs. I'm not shocked; he eats like a cow.

"MOM, BRIELLE IS BEING MEAN TO ME." He called out to Mom, who was upstairs, just as I slapped him on the back of the head. Oh, did I mention he is a mama's boy? no? "Brielle Alana Reid, please stop being mean to your brother." My mother scolds me as she walks into the kitchen; she is a lovely lady with dark brown hair and blue eyes. Everyone claims I'm her twin.

However, my brother, the unfortunate guy, has the hair color of our sperm donor and gray eyes.

"Sorry, Mom." I told her that as she turned her back, I saw Luke stretching his tongue out at me; I wanted to take it out of his lips, but instead, I mouthed 'Devil' to him.

When I noticed Jessie had texted that she was outside, I proceeded to get my luggage.

"Mom we're leaving now, enjoy your day love you." I kissed her on the forehead and left the room, while Luke also said goodbye.

"Bye my babies, love you both." She yelled as we ran out of the home.

"You too, mom." We said as we walked out. After locking the door, we noticed Jessie's car waiting for us; perhaps school won't be such a pain in the ass this time. Right?

I hope so.

We hopped into the car, with me in the passenger seat and Luke in the rear. Jessie drove a white sedan that I truly enjoyed, but my ideal automobiles will always be a Range Rover, a 2021 Tesla Model X, or a Lamborghini.

I'm in love with those autos.

"Morning, Jessie," I murmured, hugging her quickly.

She is 5'7 with light copper hair that is quite curly, 18 years old, thin and has gray eyes. Jessie is an extrovert; she is constantly meeting new friends and going out, but she is also the finest friend someone could possibly have.

Did I mention how stunning she is? She really is stunning.

"Morning boo, sorry I'm a little late." She looked remorseful. My brother's obnoxious voice interrupted my attempt to convince her everything was fine.

"Hola Jessie pessie." My brother says, and I simply roll my eyes at him.

"Don't you dare call me that again you little weasel, that was so lame anyway?" She said something that made me giggle as I heard Luke murmur something I didn't want to hear.

"You're hurting my ego, Jessie Pessie." Luke mumbled something, and I immediately gave him a look that screamed, 'Don't you dare start talking,' and he stopped up.

Jessie snorted but said nothing, focused on the road while I connected my phone to the vehicle and played one of my favorite songs.

The three of us yelled the lyrics on our way to school. (Chandelier by Sia) I'll swing from the chandelier, From the chandelier, I'll live as if tomorrow doesn't exist.

As if it didn't exist, I want to glide through the night like a bird.

Feel my tears dry, and I'll swing from the chandelier.

From the chandelier.

Unfortunately, we arrived at the school before we could complete the song, so Jessie stopped the car in the parking lot and we got out.

Students were hanging around all throughout the campus, talking, laughing, and reading. I assume we're the only unhappy people who dislike school. Eh.

We said our goodbyes to my brother and walked to our lockers. When we saw my short stuff, also known as Allison, we hurried and conducted our usual group embrace.

Ally was the group's cheerleader and badass; if you're having a rough day, contact her and you'll be laughing your ass off in 1 minute. She's 5'2, which is why I nickname her short-stuff; her eyes are my favorite color, albeit they're emerald green; she has black hair; and she only talks to our buddy group.

I'm glad to announce that she is also stunningly attractive.

"Who's ready to rock this year?" Ally exclaimed gleefully. Jessie and I gave her a horrified look.

"Not me." We said it all at once and laughed as soon as the bell rang. We said our goodbyes and agreed to meet at lunch, then parted ways because we had different courses.

Jessie had chemistry, Ally had arts, and I had calculus. The very worst.

I walked into the class and found an empty chair; fortunately, the class was not yet full, so I got into my bag and picked out my favorite book, which I hadn't finished last night, and let me tell you, it's fiery and scorching. The male protagonist is so hot; he's a 35-year-old single parent with a 3-year-old son, he's Italian, and dammit if he's not a DILF.

I didn't hear anyone approach me until the book was snatched from my grasp.

I swiftly looked up and saw the person I dreaded meeting. Guess who. Ding ding ding, you are accurate; that is the wannabe Barbie doll Chelsea, the queen of all bitches.

I know it's harsh, but you'll understand soon. I'm not sure why she can't simply leave me alone; I begged that she would leave me alone this year, but here we are with no luck.

I groaned, knowing she was about to discover what book I was reading. I looked up and saw her carefully poring through the book. I wanted to take the book back from her, but it was too late; she had already seen it.

"Miss Innocent is not so Innocent after all, guess what she's reading in class." She laughed loudly, and I shrank into my seat.

That undoubtedly piqued everyone's interest while they waited for her to continue.

"Give me back my book, Chelsea," I murmured quietly, but she didn't pay any attention.

"This girl that you all thought was so Innocent is here in-class reading, do you guys know what DILF means?" She inquired smirkingly, and gasps could be heard across the classroom before the entire class burst out laughing, and I lowered my head low, tears threatening to stream out.

I resent her so much.

Well, I'm delighted she came to school rather than him; it appears he isn't here today, which makes me feel a little better.

"Stop being a bitch Chelsea and give her back her book." A powerful voice said, and I turned up to find 'Marcus' giving Chelsea a harsh stare that would make anyone shiver.

Chelsea rolled her eyes, hurled the book at me, hitting me in the face, and then took her seat. I smiled at him and thanked him, and he smiled back as he took his seat. The instructor then entered and began teaching.

I spaced out the entire lesson, heard the bell sound, and dashed out to my next class. This lasted until lunchtime, when I met the girls at my locker and we headed to the cafeteria to have our meals.

We sat down and ate our meals until they decided it was time to chat.

"So Bri, still crushing on Mr. sexy billionaire huh?" Jessie abruptly questioned, wiggling her brows, and I felt my cheeks heat up and butterflies in my tummy.

"Oh, someone's blushing." Ally gasped, and I flushed even deeper, assuming it was even possible.

Why are they even targeting me?

~ Recap ~

"So Bri, still crushing on Mr. sexy billionaire huh?" Jessie suddenly asked, wiggling her eyebrows and I felt my face heating up instantly feeling butterflies in my stomach.

"Oh, someone's blushing." Ally gasped and I blushed even more if that was even possible.

Why are they even targeting me? Ugh!

~~

I was a blushing disaster when it came to a certain someone whom I had had a dream about recently and even though I have only seen him on TV or the internet, I'll still blush like a mad woman.

Honestly, it's quite annoying.

My friends always tease me about 'My Billionaire Crush'.

Yes, you heard it right, I have a HUGE crush on this multi-billionaire guy. I mean why not? he's the sweetest guy I've ever seen, well from what I've seen on the internet. Unfortunately, it'll always be just a silly crush because guys looking that hot would never look my way.

I could only dream like I did last night. hehe.

His name is Enzo Romano, even his name is hot. He's an Entrepreneur; he's smart, handsome, respectful, successful, tall, and confident. Did I mention hot?

Definitely HOT!.

He's everything I desire in a man and more.

Before I could even think of him some more my friends pulled me out of my daydream.

"Bri, are you even listening to us?" Ally asked, looking at me with a knowing look and I widened my eyes looking lost.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I asked nervously.

She shook her head saying "We asked if you're still crushing on daddy Enzo." She smirked at me and I looked around hoping nobody heard her. God knows what people will say hearing that I'm crushing on a 25-year-old guy. Although people are allowed to crush on celebrities right?

I mean he's not even much older than me anyway. Plus I'd rather older men like him than some high school jock that doesn't know what they want in life.

"Jessie you can't say such things here." I whispered-yelled at her but they both just laughed at me and I just huffed.

"I will always have a crush on him," I murmured softly hoping they didn't hear but they heard everything.

"Aww, you two would make an amazing couple," Ally said cooing with Jessie, and I just stared at them both.

"First of all that is never going to happen because he would never go for someone like me, maybe he would rather be with girls who are models anyway just like his last girlfriend," I said quietly but they both just looked at me like I was going crazy, am I?

"Bri, are you crazy? and you do know they broke up two years ago right?" Jessie asked, to which I murmured a 'maybe' and she rolled her eyes.

"You do know you're beautiful, right? I mean girl you look like a model, he would be a fool not to even notice you billionaire or not". Ally said looking at me with a serious expression, I've never seen her so serious before It's shocking.

Before I could answer the bell rang and we got up said our goodbyes and made our way to class.

I went to the bathroom first, then went to class seeing the teacher already inside teaching I just took my seat listening to whatever he was saying, my classes went by pretty quickly and now we're heading to the parking lot waiting for my brother to show up.

Ally already left when her cousin picked her up so it was just me and Jessie.

A couple minutes later we saw him walking towards us but he wasn't alone, he was with a girl who I guess was Lilly.

She had blonde hair, I'm guessing she's about 5'2 the same as Ally even though she's 16 like Luke, she was very beautiful with hazel eyes. I wonder why she reminds me of someone with those hazel eyes I thought to myself.

"Hey sis, this is Lilly my best friend, and Lilly this is Brielle my sister, and her best friend Jessie," Luke said introducing us. She smiled shyly at us saying a quiet 'hello' and waved, we waved back offering her a friendly smile.

"So, I finally get to meet you huh?" I said wiggling my eyebrows at them and they blushed. Adorable!

I laughed a little and said, "Chill guys, I was just teasing you."

"Whatever," Luke said brushing me off. I saw Lilly hitting him telling him to behave and a laugh slipped from my lips seeing that he was actually listening to her, both of them turned to me asking what was wrong but I just shook my head.

"Luke you finally found your match eh?" I asked while he gave me the bad eyes but quickly changed it with a sigh after seeing Lilly looking at him, I laughed again finding it funny.

"Ew! You're so whipped bro, it's kinda disgusting," I said in a teasing manner laughing at the blush on his face while Lilly looked at us confused, poor thing is oblivious to my brother having a crush on her.

"Bri, you're no better with Mr. Hotshot bi-" Jessie started saying loudly but I quickly put my hand over her mouth silencing her, while looking at Luke nervously.

"What was she going to say, Brielle Alana Reid? who is Mr. hotshot?" Luke questioned looking angry. Oops! He even said my full name.

"Wha- ow ouch! This bitch bit me." I said turning to Jessie who was looking at me like she didn't just bite me, I wiped off her mouth water that was on my hands on her blouse. Nasty!

She started laughing moving away from me saying "Well you're the one who wouldn't move your hand from my mouth and nose cupcake, it's like you wanted to stifle me or something." She said with a fake gasp, I just rolled my eyes at her turning back to Luke who was still looking at me, I gave him a look that said 'later' and he nodded his head.

Oh! Did he really think I was gonna tell him?

"Are you ready to leave?" I asked Luke as he looked at Lilly and then back at me before answering.

"Can we wait for a bit, please? Her brother is coming to pick her up and I don't want to leave her alone by herself." He said and I wanted to applaud him for being a gentleman but I just said a quiet 'okay' wondering who her brother was but going back on my phone playing a few games while we waited for him.

After a while, we heard a car pull up, and the door opening and closing caught my attention, I lifted my head up looking in the direction of the car but what I saw made me freeze.

My eyes popped out of my head, my jaw dropping slightly while I couldn't stop blinking.

It was like hell froze over when a particular hazel eye made contact with mine for a minute.

Oh My God, is that? Hmm no it can't possibly be.

It was-