Disclaimer:

Hey guys! I just want to say before hand, that this book and everything in it came purely from my imagination, I had planned the idea and I had no intention of using another's idea in my book. Throughout the writing process, some of you have notified me that a couple aspects of this book is similar to an event that happened in Pretty Little Liars. Surprisingly, I have not watched a single episode of PLL in my life. Everything that you think is similar here to PLL are just a mere coincidence. After reading this disclaimer, if you choose to still comment that this book is like PLL or comment any hate, I will only ask that you stop reading right now. If there happen to have any similarity, then it would still be quite minor because this is a Billionaire love story. Everything written here is purely based off my own imagination and an idea that was produced on a boring Monday afternoon whilst heavily procrastinating when I should've been working on an assessment.

Thank you so much everyone, and I hope you enjoy the story! XX

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I gave myself a once over in the mirror, nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked out of my room. Today was the one year anniversary of me and my boyfriend, James. One year passed by so quickly. I thought to myself wistfully, grabbing my car keys and headed out the door. I am going to surprise him in his apartment, where I've finally decided to do it with him. Yep you heard me. I wanted to be sure that I am in love with him first before putting out for him, and I am confident right now that I am in love with James. I sped towards his apartment, feeling giddy.

James and I first met in college, when we were only good friends. He was the smart footballer, who was sweet, caring, and loyal, and I was the girl who worked hard, had many friends but wasn't popular, who lived next door to him. Soon, the feelings between us took a turn for romance, and on our last year, James asked me out. We are now both graduated, and I am working at a small local cafe, and James is working with architecture.

My fingers played absentmindedly with the charm bracelet he got me for my graduation as I got out of the car and walked into the building. My heels clicked on the ground as I briskly walked towards the elevator. I ran a hand through my hair, and waited for the elevator to go up. The elevator binged on the third floor, and I headed down the hallway to a door that I am now very familiar with. I rapped on the door three times, frowning when he didn't answer. It's seven o'clock, he should be at home. I tried again, and to no avail, he didn't answer. I tried the doorknob, and gasped in surprise as it opened. My frown deepened.

James isn't the type of person to leave his apartment door unlocked. The TV was on, and James was nowhere in sight. A terrible feeling gnawed in my guts, and I crept towards the door that leads into James' bedroom.

"Hello? James, are you home?" I called out cautiously. I got closer to the door, listening for any sounds of snoring. Instead of snoring, the sounds of deep grunting and high pitched groaning was heard. Tears started building in my eyes. He can't be.

I pushed the door open, and inside was James and my best friend, Cassie, going at it like some horny rabbits. At the sound of the door opening, Cassie immediately jumped off James, not looking at all apologetic. I felt so much fury build up in me that I took three large step forward, pulled at Cassie's dirty blonde hair, and dragged her off the bed. I kicked her hard, tears blinding my sight.

"How could you? How could you do this to me?" I shouted, tears breaking my sentence. I kicked and punched at anything I could touch, tugging and pulling at Cassie stupid blonde hair.

"You stupid bitch, let go of my hair! You should only thank yourself that James cheated, the guy gotta release his needs somewhere. Should've gave him your virginity three months ago when he still wanted it." Cassie smirked, knowing she hit a sore spot. I saw red. I felt myself becoming.... Not me. I punched Cassie again, this time wiping the cruel smile from her face. "I. Hate. You!" I screamed with every kick and punch I landed on her.

I was suddenly lifted in the hair, and hugged back into someone's chest. His familiar smell wafted to me, but instead of finding comfort, I could only feel disgust. Disgust for a man who I opened my heart to so freely, believing that he won't break it into a million pieces. "Shh calm down baby. Relax, just calm down." James whispered in my ear.

I rammed my elbow back as hard as I can. Pulling free from a groaning James. "Don't you dare tell me to calm down! You stupid piece of shit! I can't believe that I believed you, all this time, you've been cheating on me with that thing!" I shouted. "You know, I was going to give you my virginity tonight." James' eyes lit up, making me feel even more disgusted. "But now that I know the real you, I feel so stupid. I hope you both rot in hell. I never want to see you ever again, we are over!" I kicked Cassie one last time, and stepped hard on James' chest with my heels, knowing it would hurt. I walked out of the apartment, hanging on to the last bit of dignity that I have. They have turned me into a monster. A violent, stupid monster. I heard James call after me, and I walked faster. I looked down at my bracelet, feeling like it is burning me. I pulled it off and threw it at James. "Hope you live a nice life." I spat out, walking into the elevator as it opened.

"Wait Alexis-" the elevator door closed before he could finish his sentence. I leaned back against the cool metal wall, feeling the anger subside and turning into sadness. I held on to my tears until I got in my car, where I sat there, crying out my eyes. I felt incredibly stupid, feeling like the wool has been pulled over my eyes. And never would I believe that such a cliche thing could ever happen to me. But it did. A small voice said in my head. I'm mindlessly driving around, but every spot my car goes, there is another memory present with me and James, or me and Cassie.

I growled in frustration. I can't even go home without thinking of those two, and all the memories that we shared. All the years of friendship going down the drain because my so called best friend was too much of a slut, and my ex-boyfriend was a douchebag who couldn't keep his dick in his pants.

I got home late, not feeling at all hungry. My eyes were swollen and uncomfortable, bloodshot from crying too much. Ugh I am such a sad person, crying for someone who don't deserve to be cried for. I went to bed that night, crying myself to sleep, and swearing to never let this happen to me again.

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The next morning I woke up feeling groggy and like I had been run over by a thousand bulldozers repeatedly. I checked my phone, and found six missed calls from James, one from Cassie, and one from my mum. I scoffed. How does he even have the balls to call me, after what he did? That idiotic asshole. I called my mum back, wanting to know what she wanted.

"Hey darling, how are you?" My mum said.

"Hey mum! I'm.... Alright, thanks. Is there something you needed?" I asked, trying to sound as normal as possible. My voice was usually really husky in the morning, but today it was just rough.

"Are you sure you are fine? You don't sound fine." She asked, worried.

"Yup. I'm perfectly fine." I cleared my throat.

"Ok then hun. So I am going to have a barbecue, and I want you to come and James and Cassie!"

My heart dropped, and my eyes began watering again at the mention of their names. "M-mum... James and I aren't together anymore... He cheated on me with Cassie..." I trailed off, my voice hoarse.

Silence hung on the other end. "I am going to kill that no good, immoral boy!" My mum's voice was replaced by my dad's. "I knew he was bad from the minute I saw him. Same with her. That Cashew or whatever her name is." Dad growled.

I laughed lightly. "It's ok dad, I kinda just want to rest right now, I have a pounding headache. Can I call you back later?" I asked hopefully.

"Alright kiddo, don't stress yourself out too much alright? Take care Lexi."

"I will dad, thank you." We said our goodbyes, and hung up the phone. I collapsed back on to the bed, feeling absolutely exhausted. Everything that I think about links back into James and Cassie. It's James and Cassie this, James and Cassie that.

"Ugh I need a job. And a life." I said aloud. I logged onto my computer, and began searching. The jobs I was searching was as far away from my hometown as I possibly could get. My mouse slowly glided over a job ad.

Wanted: A demanding secretary job located in New York City. Needs a bachelors degree in the least and preferably majored in business.

Perfect. I had a bachelors degree in Law. A phone number was written on the bottom, and without hesitation, I dialled the phone number and waited.

Ring

Ring

"Hello?" A female's voice came through.

"Hi, my name is Alexis Lee, and I found an ad stating that you are looking for a secretary?" I said, trying to hide my nerves.

"Ah yes, that is correct. Where do you live Ms Lee?" I could hear her typing something quickly on the keyboard.

"Minnesota." I chewed my lips. What if they won't let me have an interview?

"Well then could you please fax us your CV and your details and one of our team members will give you a FaceTime call for an interview tomorrow?"

"Yes, that would be great! Thank you!" I smiled.

"You're welcome, goodbye Ms Lee." And the phone closed. I sent everything she asked for, and started preparing for the interview. I was nervous, but excited. If I get this job, I would get to move out to New York City!

Tomorrow came really fast. Soon, the call came and and I began answering questions after questions that were fired at me. There were so many questions that I begin to question whether or not I actually have a chance at getting this job.

"Well Ms Lee, looks like everything is all good. I have one last question though." The man said.

"Yes?" I leaned forward, slightly scared.

"Mr Steel is a demanding men. You will be needed seven days a week, sometimes at night, and staying extra late too. Of course there will be extra pay, but his previous secretaries have all quitted or been fired. Are you up for the job Ms Lee?" I gulped. Wow. He sounds like such a douchebag, if all those secretaries have quitted.

"Yes. Absolutely." Anything to leave here.

"Then you got the job. Congratulations Ms Lee, please fly down here first thing next week, a fully furnished apartment have already been secured for you. I will send you all the details, and mail you the keys. Report to the office at 7am on Monday, and look for a women called Felicity. I believe she is the women you spoke to on the phone previously. She will show you around and teach you everything." I could hardly contain my grin.

"Thank you so much! I promise not to disappoint!" I said happily.

"Good, you better not. Have a good afternoon Ms Lee, will see you soon." The phone call ended. I squealed loudly, feeling happy for the first time since the horrible breakup. I jumped around in my room, did a small happy dance and screamed out "I'm going to New York!" My hands were shaking from the endorphin that's rushing through my body. I picked up my phone and immediately dialled for my parents. I quickly explained everything that happened, and they came over immediately, helping me to pack and to get ready for New York. We booked the ticket for me to land on Saturday, which gives me a day and a half to settle in before the first day.

My parents although were happy for me, the were also immensely sad about me leaving. Their only child leaving for New York City just after she had been heartbroken. I made my dad promise to not hurt him, or at least too badly because where else do you think I learned to pack a punch like that? Like father like daughter they say.

My phone beeped, making me look down. It's Saturday morning and I am checking for everything and making sure I am not forgetting anything. My parents are picking me up in ten minutes, so I was wondering who texted me.

(5) texts from Douchebag.

I sighed. I can't seem to locate the block number button in my phone, so instead of deleting him and having a number I don't know continuously texting and calling me, I gave him a nickname. And what a wonderfully suited nickname it is.

I swiped open the text messages, and rolled my eyes.

Are you moving to NYC?

Are you crazy?!! How will you survive there on your own? Do you even have money?! Or a job???

Answer my text messages Alexis!!!

Look I'm so sorry baby please reply

REPLY GODDAMMIT!!! OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!

Ugh can he just stop? He is literally going from nice guy to evil guy within a second. Is he bipolar? Or did he develop some mental issues after we broke up? I mean, I should be the one to develop mental issues from how upset I had been, not him! They only thing he might get is the shrinkage of balls because of how much I hit him the other day. Well, I am doing him and the world a favour, by stopping the creation of little hims. One less James in the world equals one more happy girl.

NO. I texted back. Oh wait. I just replied. Goddammit. That was an accident WHOOPS. I went back to checking my luggage, and took one last look around my room. Since the apartment in NYC is already furnished, my parents are moving all my furnitures back to their house, so they are prepared if I ever decide to come back and visit and what not.

I got startled when my dad shows up at the door. "Geez dad don't sneak up on me like that! Please knock next time! I thought you were some killer!" I clutched at my chest in surprise. Dad raised a hand in mock surrender, and we kinda stood there in awkward silence.

"So you got everything?" Dad gestured with one hand while tucking the other in his back pocket.

"Yeah. I double checked." I said softly.

"Ah damn. I was hoping you wouldn't, so you would have a reason to come back and get it." Dad joked.

I looked at him sadly. "You know you are not loosing me forever. I just want a change of scenery, and try and become successful in NYC. I'll come back to you and mum. I always will."

"Come here kiddo." I walked over to dad and he pulled me in a bear hug. "Your mum and I are just not used to you being all grown up. Living three minutes away from us is manageable, but we'll have to work on you being a thousand miles away from us." He patted my back. "We'll always love and support your decision, no matter what. We love you. I love you." I hugged him tighter, feeling tears prickling in my eyes.

"I love you too dad." My voice crackled slightly at the end. My dad pulled away from me, and looked at me jokingly.

"Are you crying Alexis Lee?" Well he can't talk, he is crying too.

"Uh no. I just have a branch in my eye." I nodded, a grin breaking out on my face. My dad picked up two suitcases and I picked up one, both of us heading down the stairs. We met up with mum who was waiting by the car, and together we sat in the back and pretended that everything was normal, and my parents are not driving me to an airport.

We reached the airport, and we all got off. My parents wrapped me in a tight three-way hug. "I love you guys. I promise to call everyday." I said, tears now freely flowing down my face.

"You better missy! Or I will come to New York and hunt you down!" My mum joked, her own eyes bloodshot. I nodded to my parents, and kissed them both on the cheeks. I turned around, and headed into the airport, forcing myself to not look back, fearing that I may run back into their arms and not go to NYC after all. It's for the best. I convinced myself. With a deep breath, I walked towards the terminal.