One Night With The Wrong Billionaire
Language: en
My phone wouldn't stop buzzing in my pocket. A barrage of texts from his best friend. Are you seriously not going to take responsibility after sleeping with me? That was my first time! Say something! My stomach dropped. I was spiraling. How the hell was I supposed to handle this? Then, he cornered me, his jaw tight. "So, is this your excuse? Is this why you’ve dated every single guy in my inner circle?" I kept my head down, my fingers twisted tightly into a knot. I didn't have the heart to tell him the truth. I didn't just date them. I slept with all of them. After all, I have severe…