Touch My Heart, Billionaire

Andy’s POV

The shopping bags in my hand weighed down heavily even though they only contained three simple gifts.

Today is my third anniversary. To be honest, I never imagined I would find a boyfriend. Or even celebrate three love filled years with him. My condition made it near impossible to function as a human being.

But my Liam was a miracle.

We met three years ago at a bakery after I’d accidentally dumped my cake and matcha on him. I remember that day like yesterday, I remember how spell bound I was held by his good looks. And even more by how graceful he’d handled his pristine shirt stained with matcha and whipping cream.

Since then, it’s been bliss.

I walked up the stairs to my apartment, a bright smile on my face as I imagined how tonight was going to go. Spectacularly, of course.

I’m not letting anything ruin tonight. Not even the fact that I lost my job. Yeah yeah, not like it paid well anyway.

My phone dinged with a message the moment I stepped into the warmth of my apartment. Seeing Liam’s name on my screen, with the ten red heart emojis, made butterflies fill my stomach. The message was simple.

“Hi baby girl. I’m so sorry I’m late, turns out planning a surprise takes more time than I imagined. Come to this address okay? Love, L.”

I squealed, reading the message three times before I decided to get dressed and go meet him.

I quickly showered, using the expensive body wash I’d been saving for months. I styled my hair, did my makeup, and wore the red silk gown that cost me three months salary.

Three. My very lucky number.

Oh, and I didn’t forget gift number one. A pair of black and gold lingerie. Both of them are Liam's favorite colors. The other two gifts were for him, to thank him for being the best boyfriend I can ever imagine. Oh, and one special gift I can’t wait to give him.

Once I was ready, I headed to the hotel.

As if they were waiting for me, the staff showed me to the room.

“Are you having a party?” The receptionist asked, a smile on her red lips as she handed the keycard over to me.

I frowned. “A party? I’m here to meet my boyfriend. Well, my soon to be fiance anyway,” I added the last part with a shy smile, touching the gift bag.

The receptionist blinked slowly, her brows furrowed. A look of suspicion appeared on her face but quickly vanished, replaced by a professional smile. “I…I see. Have a lovely evening then.”

Why’s she acting weird? A party? Did Liam invite some people? He did say he was planning a surprise. But who’s he going to invite? My best friend is out of the country and my family—

No. I won’t think about them. Not on my happy day.

I pushed all the unpleasant thoughts aside and headed up to the room. I scanned the keycard, my hand trembling from excitement so much that I almost dropped the gift.

But the moment the door swung open, I froze.

“Oh fuck baby! Right there! Fuck yes!”

A scene from a porno.

Except, I knew the actors.

There was my boyfriend of three years on the bed, a woman bouncing on him, her lithe and slender body twisting in ways I didn’t think was possible.

“You like that huh?” Liam grunted, grabbing her waist and slamming her down on him.

“August?” My voice came out barely above a whisper. The bag slipped, clattering to the ground. The sound shocked them out of their activity, and they turned to me.

August. My step sister. Her blue eyes filled with fire as they settled on me. “Oh hi sis,” she breathed, a smile stretching on her face. Like I had just caught her with my boyfriend. “You came so fast. Did you fly?”

Why..what the hell is going on?

“Babe?” I turned to Liam. He made no move to cover up, or get August off him. He stared at me, his dark brown eyes filled with annoyance. “I…I don’t understand. You said…you messaged me and…”

“Oh goodness, listen to her ramble!” August groaned. Then she lifted herself off Liam, grabbed a phone and held it up. A message dinged in my phone. I fished it out, my movements not mine.

“Sike.” The message read. From Liam. But August was the one that…

My ears rang.

“Sorry,” Liam said, his voice anything but apologetic.

I looked up at them, my heart racing, my hand trembling as I gripped my phone. Yeah, there’s no way this is real.

No. I must have fallen asleep and this is a dream.

I can’t believe this. My mouth opened and closed but no words could come out. This day, i’d been planning it all year. I saved every penny I made. For goodness sake I lost my job today but that didn’t stop me from buying the gifts.

Because I…

Tera’s pricked my eyes. “How could you?” I whispered, my voice shaky. “Liam…August…how? Why did you—“

August pouted. And right under my eyes, she straddled Liam again. “What’s the matter sis? Are you gonna cry? Darling, I think she’s gonna cry.” She said, laughing.

Liam scoffed. “As if she can feel anything. Don’t let her crocodile tears fool you, okay?”he kissed her, on the lips.

My breath vanished. I grabbed into the door for support

No.

No no no.

This isn’t real.

But Liam turned to me. A smug look painted all over his face. “You…you said you loved me,” I choked out. “Tonight was supposed to be for us, Liam. For us. We’ve spent three years together and—“

He gently pushed August aside and rose to his feet, crossing the distance between us. He was still naked. Still hard. Shameless. He doesn’t even…he didn’t even try. At least try to be remorseful.

“Don’t bullshit me, Andy,” he hissed. “We both know you can’t feel shit. How long did you plan on hiding it from me, huh?”

My world spun around. I felt dizzy, unable to breathe. I couldn’t even think.

I glanced at August, who was reclined in the bed like a queen, staring at me with haughty eyes.

Betrayal sliced through my heart.

He knew. Liam knew. The secret to my condition that I’d hidden for three years, that I’d also planned to tell him tonight.

“You told him?” I asked August.

She rolled her eyes. “As if I’d keep any secrets from the love of my life.” She giggled. “Oh, but there’s one secret I kept. Are you gonna tell her, babe?”

Liam nodded. “Yeah right. August is my girlfriend. My real girlfriend. And we’re getting married in three months.”