Her Heartless Italian Billionaire

Chapter 7 - Sexy

Sofia

After I left Eric’s apartment, I headed to a small bar nearby. I didn’t understand what I did that he threw me out like that.

Well, his problems are not mine, so I don’t care.

I texted Chris, that I head work to do, so I wouldn’t show up until a couple of hours later.

He doesn’t need to know I am going to get drunk, because I feel like s**t, because my boss got angry with me for no reason at all.

And I will not tell him about the wedding. We aren’t getting along that well either way. I feel it and he does too.

I try to forget the fight between us, from yesterday but it keeps coming back like a lightning bolt.

-FLASHBACK-

‘Why the hell would you go out with Lora and you didn’t tell me? You know that b.itch likes you and wants to be with you, right? Or are you doing it on purpose?’

‘Sofia, please don’t make such a big deal out of it. We only went for a drink, because her boyfriend left her for another, and she wanted to be with someone to let the pain out.’

‘Why you though, Chris? Doesn’t she have girlfriends to take care of her ‘problems’?’

‘You know what, I don’t need this crap right now. I am going to sleep. I had too much to drink.’

‘Whatever. You are sleeping on the couch.’

‘This is our apartment, Sofia.’

‘Surprised you remembered. You aren’t behaving like we are together anymore.’

-PRESENT-

I didn’t want to spend time with him at home. Not when I know he is being an ass because I earn more money than him and he thinks he is a failure.

I never told him to drop out of college. He wanted to study Neurology but he said he didn’t have the money to attend a good college.

I persuaded him to loan some money from the bank or his family. He did and just studied 2 semesters and dropped out.

He didn’t like the system. What a jerk. And he blames me, that he dropped out.

Can you believe that?

I than heard a ping on my phone. I received a message. I take my phone out and I had a message from the biitch Chris went out with.

Lora.

She sent me a photo on w******p. How did she get my number? I tap on the notification and once I see the photo, I go blind. This cannot be.

He cheated on me with Lora. Chris is liicking and suucking on Lora on her f*****g puussy and she took a photo of him, eating her.

I am to angry and to be honest relieved. No idea where that comes from, but I really am.

I forward the photo to Chris and type, ‘Having a good time?’

God, this man really thinks that he is going to put me down? He doesn’t know me well, then.

I can make that motherfucker beg to come back, but I won’t bother with him. I have a despicable plan and I really want to get through with it.

I took a cab home and it didn’t take long. I paid the taxi driver and went upstairs. When I tried opening the door, I heard Lora moaning. They are f*****g?

Even better. I open the door quietly and shut it quietly. I head to the room and I open the door. There are the lovebirds.

“SOFIA?” Chris squeaks and pulls out of Lora. She is smirking, but she has no idea what I have in mind.

“Hello Chris. I see you are enjoying the sexx with Lora. Don’t let me ruin it.”

I take out my phone and take a picture of them.

“What the fucck?” Lora says to me and covers herself with the sheets.

“You stole this piece of garbage, well actually he gave in to you, so quickly. You are such a good guy Chris.” I say to him and fake a smile.

“Sofia, I am sorry. This was a mistake, you know I love you.”

“Aw, really? Thank you.” I grin and then I send the photo to Garry, Lora’s ex.

“I hope you have fun. I know I will.” I wink at them and head out.

I have no idea why I didn’t feel anything, at the moment I saw them f*****g. No hatred, no pain, no anger. Nothing.

“I am a mistake now, Chris?” I hear Lora yelling at Chris.

“Shut the f.uck up, you whhore. It is your fault. You opened your legs first. That’s why your boyfriend left you.”

“Garry is calling me.” I was listening to everything. God this was fun.

“Garry?” - “What?” - “Why do you care, who I fucck with. You made your choice when you left me for that whhore.” - “Garry?” "Stop, No!!"

“What happened?” Chris asked her.

“He is going to post it all over the Sexwithwhores website. Your girlfriend sent him that picture.” She was now crying. Ah, now we’re talking.

I take my things and head out. I call, Mrs Hanwit, the owner of the apartment and tell her I am moving out. She agrees and gives me one month before I find someone else for the apartment.

I have just the idea.

….

“Jill? I have found you an apartment. I am moving from the one I am now, I caught Chris with Lora having s.ex and I don’t want to live there anymore.”

“What? Are you serious? The manwhore.”

“Yeah whatever. I don’t care. What do you say?”

“Yes. I mean, what about Chris? Where will he be staying?”

“I don’t f*****g care. I was paying the rent and his ass is about to land on the street or he will live with that b.itch.” Which i don't believe will happen, after the way he talked to her.

“Girl you are a savage. Want to meet up? I miss you, girl.”

“I miss you too. I was thinking about going to a bar tonight. I have all my clothes back at the apartment and I don’t want to go back there alone.”

“You can come to me. Do you still have the car?”

“No, I sold it two weeks ago.”

“Well you can take the bus 209. From there to here it is only 20 minutes.”

“I will be there.”

I hung up and text her to send me the details and I go to the bus station. It is only 3 minutes away from here. She sends me the details not long after and I put the address on google maps.

I receive a call from Chris again and 2 other messages. He has called me like 20 times until now and sent more than 30 messages.

Asshole.

…….

Here I am at Jill’s. She lives in a shared apartment with 2 other women. They are good friends of Jill and they are really sweet.

The apartment I lived, well still live, has enough space for two people, but for one it is amazing. She has a boyfriend too, who also lives in a shared apartment. Maybe they will move in together.

“Sofia!” I hear Jill shouting from the front door.

“Jill.” I rush to her and we hug the hell out of each-other. I haven’t seen her in so long.

“You have gone MIA, girl. Where have you been all these weeks.”

“I am sorry. Work has been crazy, but now I will have plenty of time. I promise.”

“Girl, I missed you.” She is about to burst in tears. Oh no, not tears. I hate it when she cries. Or when anyone cries.

I don’t cry. Not since I was 8 years old. Never cried ever since. The idea of crying again, makes me sick to my stomach.

“Hey. No tears. You gotta be strong, girl.” I tell her and she smiles immediately.

“Yes. Sorry.” She wipes the almost shed tears off her eyes and takes my hand and we go back in her apartment.

She wanted to move in the city for so long, because it is better for her, since she works in the city.

She works at a publishing house, but she doesn’t earn that much money, so she can't cover an expensive apartment in the city. She is also paying the loan back to the bank, and her life isn't quite the luxurious life now.

The apartment I lived at, had a considerable rent. 450$ a month. That is a really good price. Well if you think that is impossible, yeah you are right. My father is an associate with Mrs Hanwit and she offered to help me. Hopefully she will help Jill too.

“Now, what would you like to wear?”

I know what I would like to wear. Anything sexy would be perfect.

….

“Oh. My. God.” Jill was left speechless.

I am wearing a short, black and white dress, it hugs my beautiful curves and my boobs, damn, they look like lovebombs.

“You look so hot. I mean, look at your boobs, your ass. Girl you look savage. Give me five.”

I laugh at her and give her five.

“Now, high heels. I have these ones. Black. What do you think?”

“Gimme.” I take those and wear them. I look really hot. Thank God, Jill and I have the same size on clothes and shoes.

I am wearing a backless dress, short, shows my boobs, which by the way are big and round and look way bigger in this dress, and I am all feet.

Sexy. Yes. That’s the word I like to use right now. I deserve to look sexy. Jill does my makeup my hair and after she gets ready, in a jeanskirt,(not that mini by the way) white shirt, with straps and heels.

She looks extremely beautiful. She is the girl all the guys want. Her boobs are not as big as mine, but they are in great shape. Her a.ss looks amazing and her hair, black, long and she has brown, cute, big eyes.

She looks like Megan Fox. But the blue eyes are brown instead.

“Ready?” she asks and I nod. She asks the other two girls, Briggite and Sara if they are ready as well and they both say yes.

“Let’s go. The Uber must be here any minute." we took two jackets and left outside.

…

It was 10 pm and the club was open. We went inside, but first showed our IDs to the security guys, who were actually flirting will all four of us.

“Have fun tonight ladies.” One guy said and winked at me. He also bit his lip. Damn, I would love to bite that lip.

“Thank you, guys.” Jill said and we all rushed inside and burst into laughter.

“Now that I call flirting, Sofia. He eye-f****d you.”

“I sure felt that one.” I told Sara and we laughed even harder.

As soon as we were inside, the floor was full with college boys and girls and really handsome men, who were clearly here only to hit on girls and maybe end up laid.

“I will go the bar. Do you want to drink something?” I ask them and they all say no. They rush to the dance floor and dance to the song -Goosebumps- by HVME. I love this song. I want to join them, but I really need a drink. Maybe tequila shots or vodka, maybe even absinth. That s.hit hits you different.

I make my way to the bar and what I see surprises me.

“Mr. Massimo?”