All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Loved Me: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘💍👠💄💎 KIMBERLY'S POV~SUNDAY MORNING I prepared everything I would need for the week, especially my outfits. I didn't have many clothes, but at least I had enough to get me through the month until I got paid. Once my family and I came back from church, we had our breakfast. Pancakes with orange juice and blueberries. The syrup pooled golden on the plate. Immediately we were done eating, I went straight back to bed to take a quick nap. When I woke up, it was already getting toward evening, so I decided to pay Serena a quick visit at the café. "Hey, best friend." She greeted me once she saw me come in, wiping her hands on her apron. I gave her a small smile and sat down in one of the chairs at the counter. The smell of coffee and sugar hit me. Comforting. "So, can you believe I lost the complimentary card? I don't even know how it happened. I was so sure I put it in my bag," she complained, frowning. "Maybe you mistakenly dropped it

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME 💘💍👠💄💎 ~ZACHARY'S POV ~ "So tell me, Kimberly, do you have a boyfriend?" I summoned the courage to ask her. I panicked when she started choking on her food. I quickly stood up and went to her side, handing her a bottle of water to calm her down a bit. "Easy... Kimberly. Easy." I said while I patted her back slowly. She drank some of the water and set the bottle down. I noticed she was a little tense and her face was tomato red now. "I'm okay now. Sir." She said and cleared her throat. "Are you sure?" I asked her. I know the situation wasn't supposed to be a good one, but I enjoyed touching and taking care of her. I didn't want to leave her side. "Yeah, I'm sure." She replied. I didn't want to, but I had to go back to my seat so she wouldn't be uncomfortable. I went back to eating, but this time around I didn't say a word. I don't want my angel to choke on her food again. She also continued with her food when she saw me e

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED MEKIMBERLY'S POV ~Zachary freaking Maxwell did not just call my cell phone. I stared at my phone, unable to believe what had just happened. The ringtone startled me back to reality. An unknown number flashed on the screen. It was calling again. Unsaved. His number. Is this really happening? I decided to pick up, but the call cut off before I could press answer. Shit. Now he’ll think I ignored him on purpose. My phone rang almost immediately again and my heart skipped a beat. I took a shaky breath and answered. “Hello?” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “I was beginning to think you didn’t want to talk to me,” he said. “Do you recognize my voice?” “Maybe,” I replied, gripping the phone tighter. “Yes, you do. Otherwise you wouldn’t have hung up on me the first time.” His tone was amused, like he already knew. “I’m sorry, but how did you even get my number?” I asked, trying to sound composed. “I have my ways,” he said smoo

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED MEKIMBERLY'S POV~~After I got back to the office, I tried to avoid Jasper and Ashley, but of course they were already waiting, practically vibrating with questions. “What happened? What did he say? I can’t believe he actually called you into his office!” Jasper said a little too loudly, eyes sparkling with excitement. “It’s not a big deal. He just wanted to talk,” I said, trying to sound unbothered. “Are you kidding? It is a big deal. Zachary Maxwell wanted to have a word with you. That’s never happened to anyone here. Ever.” Ashley insisted, arms crossed. I sank into my chair and shrugged. “So… what did you guys talk about?” Ashley pressed. “Nothing much,” I said, dodging the question. “Come on, don’t gatekeep. Tell us what you two talked about,” Ashley pushed. “It’s really nothing. He just asked how my days here have been. Nothing important,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “Nothing important, huh.” Jasper tapped my shoulder lightly. “F

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME KIMBERLY'S POV ~~I woke up with my heart pounding and my sheets tangled around my legs, heat still lingering on my skin. I couldn’t believe it. I’d just had a dream, an intimate, wet vivid dream, with Zachary Maxwell. In it, we were close in a way we’d never been in real life. He kissed me like a caveman, savouring every taste in my mouth, our tongues dancing to the same rhythm, slow and deep, his hands tracing my naked breasts and moving along my back like he was memorizing every inch of me. His touch was making me wetter than I'd been and my body was responding in ways I couldn’t control, I pressed my lower body unto him, rolling my hips round his visibly enlarged dick that was still hidden in his briefs, begging to be let free, wanting to feel all of him. For a moment I felt completely consumed by him, right on the edge of losing myself, before I suddenly jolted awake, gasping and flushed. I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to steady my racing h