All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Loved Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘💍👠💄💎 KIMBERLY’S POV ~I woke up just before my alarm went off. I didn’t even hit snooze. I just groaned and stared at the ceiling. I rolled over and touched a hand. I almost jumped until I realized it was Rena. Right. She slept over. I’d forgotten. I slipped out of bed and got ready for work. Once I was dressed, I shook her awake. “Geez, do you have to leave this early?” she mumbled, yawning. “Yes, I do. If I’m late again, I’ll get fired before I even see my first paycheck,” I told her. “It’s sad but I get it. Go. I’ll head home when the sun’s actually up.” She flopped back onto the pillow. “Fine. See you later.” I left her to her sleep. I peeked into Aunt Judy’s room to say goodbye, but she was still out cold. So I left for work. ~~ AT THE COMPANY ~ “So my lovely best friend, any idea who our mystery suitor is?” Jasper asked the second I sat down. “No. Sorry.” I sighed. I was done talking about it. I’d heard enough

THE Billionaire Who Loved Me ~~~~KIMBERLY'S POV~I can't believe it. Zachary is my Boss. He is the CEO of Maxwell Telecommunications Empire. And I made a fool out of myself in front of him. Mr Williams ordered everyone to sit down after the acknowledgement of the Executives. The inspection started almost immediately. All the Executives went round the office, inspecting everyone's systems activities. I wasn't worried about that. I've never used the system for nothing but work. I was more worried about Zachary seeing me now. I used all the will power in me not to take a look at him. I didn't want to be caught staring at him. I kept my eyes down on my computer all the while. Mr Norman came to my desk to inspect my own system. "Hi Miss Gilbert. Good seeing you again." He said to me. I gave him a small smile and watched as he checked my system. "You look really nice today." He said to me. "Thank you. Mr Norman." I said to him without looking at him. "So how do you find the

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘💍👠💄💎 ~ZACHARY'S POV ~~~ ~AT THE BAR ~“So, Zach, how’s work, man?” John, my cousin, asked. James and John were my cousins from Scotland. Royal blood, both of them. Which is why I respected them. Well… John, mostly. James, on the other hand, was a walking hangover with a trust fund. Never serious about his life. John was the milder, tamer version of James, even though they shared the same face, same voice, same maddening smirk. They had an older brother who handled most of their royal duties. Gave them time to “explore the world” before marriage and responsibilities caged them. “Work is work. You know how it is,” I said, swirling the wine in my glass. “Yes, I do, brother.” John clinked his glass against mine. “Cheers to more grace in sales and growth.” “What are we celebrating?” James slurred, sliding into the booth. “Brother, how many bottles have you had?” John eyed him. “Isn’t it too early to get drunk?” James grinned, loos

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘💍👠💄💎 KIMBERLY'S POV~ I got up late since I didn’t set an alarm. Felt like forever since I’d slept in like this. I checked the time lazily and saw it was almost 12 PM. Gosh, how did I sleep this late? I hurried into the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and took a quick shower. I threw on my casual faded jeans, a plain top, and Crocs. I haven’t worn my normal clothes in forever — it’s been corporate wear nonstop. I walked out to the living room and saw my siblings glued to the TV. My aunt had already left for work this morning. "You’re up late," Bailey said without looking away from the screen. "Yeah. I needed the sleep to recharge," I said and poured some cereal into a bowl. I checked the fridge and saw a tiny amount of milk left in the container. "Seriously, Bryan?" I said, holding up the container accusingly. "What? It wasn’t just me. Everyone uses milk in this house," he said, defensive. I shook my head and poured the litt

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘💍👠💄💎 ZACHARY'S POV ~~ After dinner that night, I went back to my hotel room to rest. I succeeded in avoiding my cousin's nagging questions all through dinner. James especially. Once I settled, I went through my phone to check if she was online yet. (Hello.) (Thank you for always checking on me.) (Though it's not necessary.) I saw the messages she dropped for me. Luckily, she was still online. Green dot showing she was Active. (Can't you guess why I'm always checking on you?) I sent to her. (Because you're nice.) She sent back. (Hm. I'm not nice to everyone. Just you.) I sent. (I doubt it.) She sent. (It's the truth.) I sent. (But you don't even know me.) She sent. (I like to think that I do.) I sent. (🙄) She sent. (Can you tell me more about yourself, love?) I sent to her. (No.) She sent. I chuckled at how straightforward she was. No games.(Why not?) I sent her. (I don't know you.) She sent. (Would you