My Sexy Billionaire

I sighed as I looked at the notification from the realtor agent that I had hired to help me get a vacation house. I would say it was weird that he wanted to be sure I had gotten the place but I understand that some people really do run their business well. Despite all the things that could have gone wrong, this vacation house is definitely not one of them, it was just like the pictures. Luxurious, elegant and beautiful. Daniel loved to enjoy the finest things and I was almost certain that he would love this the moment he stepped in. The last six months had been horrible for us and Helene had hinted more than once that what Daniel really wanted was to have s*x. Something Daniel hadn’t gotten in our three years of dating. Since I was a kid, I had always hoped to keep myself till my wedding night of course but if I couldn’t even maintain the relationship, what was the whole point of keeping myself and so I had decided that on Daniel’s birthday, I was going to give him a really nice surprise. I call him repeatedly and all my calls go directly to voicemail. At this point I’m panicking. I had talked to Daniel yesterday and told him I was renting somewhere for his birthday and even though he had been caught up with work, he had agreed to it and I had thought nothing of his nonchalance, he had been like this for a while. After about thirty minutes, my call finally goes through and I can hear that he’s in a noisy place. Perhaps on his way here. “Are you okay? Have been calling you for quite a while” I ask and I’m certain he can hear the concern laced in my voice. He knew very clearly that I was a worrier. He had always hated it and I tried my best to reign it in. A major reason as to why I hadn’t called him. “Where did you say the location was again? I’m just about to leave home.” His voice is rushed and unsteady and my investigative senses have kicked up. Daniel lived in a very quiet street, he couldn’t be at home with all the background noise. What exactly was going on? “I’ll send it to you as soon as I drop the call. Are you fine though?” “I’m no kid, Myra.” He said coldly and I knew that was the cue before an argument. Something I didn’t want to happen and so I apologised and let him end the call. I slumped on the kitchen wall as soon as the call ended. Would this vacation really do the magic? Or was this just a case of me trying to force broken pieces back together. I hadn’t even gotten the chance to wish him a happy birthday. Perhaps, that would have to wait till he got here. I resist the temptation to take a slice out of the freshly delivered cake that’s right in front of me, stress eating was one of my biggest haven, an haven I found myself running to more often. Since he said he was on his way, it was time for me to get ready by following Helene's instructions carefully. After thirty minutes of doing facials, I finally shave and step into the shower. I’m just stepping out of the shower when I hear the door and my heart leap with excitement and then confusion. Daniel had gotten here quite fast, I had barely spent an hour getting ready. “Daniel?” I called out as I hurriedly wore my lingerie, this was supposed to be how I welcomed him. This was going to work since Daniel loved my body. Despite us not going the whole way, I never missed how much he stared at them. I’m bounding down the stairs when I see the door open and my eyebrows crinkle together in confusion. There had been only one key and I was damn sure that I had used it. How did Daniel get a key? My question is answered soon enough as I see a man I was certain I didn’t know stepped into the house. “Who are you?” I ask immediately, forgetting I was only clad in lingerie until I saw his eyes roam my body. I was immediately filled with embarrassment and self awareness. “I should be asking you just that. Who the hell are you?” He asked his words coming out sounds menacing and furious with his clenched jaws. It’s hard to see how angry he is with how cold his attractive face looks, but his towering figure reminds me that this could be a break in making my heart palpitate with fear. “Run!” My mind yells and I do just that.