My Broken Billionaire

Xavier McQueen

Xavier POV

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QUEENS NIGHT CLUB

Two of the security men escorts me inside the club

I'm sure even a bug won't make it through pass them and reach me

And that's my life

A sudden light is pointed at my face which makes me clench my jaw

I am not a person who smiles at you ,when you put that torchlight at my face trying to take my picture

Or cover my face and rush away like every good person will do

But I'm someone who will glare to you till you shut that bloody f*****g thing down

I'm not a celebrity, but I'm just a rich person's son

My name, Xavier Ash McQueen

“Get that f*****g thing down " I growl as I take a step towards the crowd

Something I'm not good at is patience

And something I'm very good at is losing my control

The anger just infuriates my senses

“Chill bro " the guy calls out as he turns to his friend and passes a stupid comment about me as they laugh together

"Got anything funny ?" I take a step further, but I'm held down back by my security who whispers into my ears

"Sir, there are press "

And I just shrug them off

pushing their hands away

Making my way inside, gritting my jaw

I liked myself better when I was allowed to get into fights and nobody gave any s**t about it,

I grab a bottle of beer and I gulp it down in one go

And that's when I let out that breath which I was holding back

My eyes look around the crowd taking in the loud music and the hot woman dancing for the beat

Never a fan of dance, but I don't mind watching people shaking their ass, high out of alcohol

being to such high ended parties and clubs, the young parties my classmates throw don't entice me at all

I'm nineteen, but I don't fit to the group of young boys who run around like they have won when they touch a girl's tit

Or the group where they discuss how to get hard, so they can break their girlfriends virgin walls

In fact I don't have a group at all to fit in

Because I always stand out

My phone vibrates and as soon as the calls ends

My bodyguard Carson's phone begins to ring

And I know who it is

Roger

It was supposed to be my day at home

And I was supposed to be grounded

Because last week a s*x video of mine was leaked by the media taken at a club's Lavatory

I have always stayed in limelight since Roger announced that he had adopted a son when I was fifteen

The paparazzi loves me like I'm there favorite

And I can't be blamed when a person comes up with a camera when you're almost done

I had to get off, and I did even though I was being recorded

I guess I'll learn to stop in process when I grow a little old

Now when if I'm pushing it hard into you.

You got to f*****g take it . That's me

I crave pain voluntarily.

And I just don't f**k like a teenager should

I like it when girls leave my bed lumping

Feeling sore

Marks on their body

And the leaked video was not my fault, but I'm still blamed for that

They had no shame in recording me

But I should be ashamed when it got public?

I don't understand this logic people run around with

The top news agency wrote in their bold letters

"The scandalous billionaire's son caught having s*x in a public place "

The comments for that was horrible

But I'm used to those remarks

It doesn't bother me

But it did

For Roger

"Ms. Jordan is here " Carson informs me

And I nod

As I grab my drink

"Xavier " Laila calls out from the far as she runs towards me,

I grip her waist tight as she jumps onto me

wrapping her legs around my waist

She is not my girlfriend

She is just my convenience

And the scandal involved her too

She was the girl I was f*****g that day

The funny part was she ripped her bra off as she flashed her t**s to the camera man who was recording us

like she is my b***h

That's the reason Roger asked me to break off with her and focus on my school

High school senior year which starts in few days

I joined school a couple of years late

And I regret doing so in the first place

Now I'm expected to complete it

Hardly I have written anything on the papers during exam, but I was still promoted

That explains why we need money

But this time the school board has been changed

So that means I need to attend to school

do my homework

Assignments

And sit around with a bunch of people which I am not good at

One more thing I hate of school is the rule they got

Sober

No drunk people are allowed inside the club

And I'm always drunk

I live in two moods

Angry when I'm sober

Vexed when I'm drunk

Or sometimes the opposite

Either mood one thing remains as the primal need that is s*x

“You want to pump inside me “Laila whispers as she licks my face

And I just throw her down

She cries out as her butt hits the ground

I hear few giggles, but I turn to look at them

And they shut their smiling lips like they saw a devil

My green eyes look deeper when I'm laughed at

I wonder how does the blue one differ from the green one when I stare at people.

I suffer from heterochromia

So I have got two different eye colors which is scary like a horror movie plot twist

It will make you cringe to look at me in the dark

That's why I cover them up with lenses

"Don't touch me" I warn her

And just slam my hand against my thigh

I like to spank one more thing I do the most to the women who spread their legs for me

"Go " I add quickly not wanting to gain more attention than I already have

Laila nods as she rushes to our private room upstairs

As I make my way grabbing few bottles of beer ,Carson mentions

"Your father wants you to call him

Now "

But I just shake my head off like I don't hear him

I'm not a kid Roger

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.

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I throw the beer bottles on top of the bed

And Laila is already naked from down

Her top has been raised high showing off her fake t**s which don't entice me at all

And her p***y is getting boring

But as I told Laila is my convenience

Someone who will come for me to take my c**k in spite of me treating her worse which I always do

But she likes it

She likes it when I spank her

She likes it when I lose control.