When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball.
But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Gr...
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My head still burned from the evening before. But as I place down the final box in Hayes's foyer. I start to believe it's the feeling of being here that's now causing the pain.
I couldn't get the thoughts of it out of my mind. I wondered about things I shouldn't have. Things that lingered far too long than I would have liked. I wanted to know who that woman was if he was married. If I was a home wrecker? Is it new?
My heart hurt, confirming my non-existent feelings. He was a mental fire alarm for sure, but for some reason I wanted him to mine for the longest time. It was pure sex, but that's the problem. Sex drags people in when one believes there's passion when there isn't.
"Lily?" I look up as he comes down the staircase dressed in a freshly pressed suit, not a singular wrinkle to be seen.
"I wasn't sure where my room would be" he stares at my packed boxes and calls out for someone's. His face was glued back to his phone as if I didn't exist.
"Ellen and Aidan will take your stuff up. You can explore, don't enter my office or locked rooms, especially my room" he hands me a key card "They will show you to it, I have meetings today. We have dinner tonight" he leaves without sparing me a glance.
I was one of his associates. It was a role and I'd adjust, but not being seen as human was something that would be hard to cope with.
Ellen and Aidan quickly rush over not saying a word to me. Ellen gestures to follow her up the stairs and I grab a few boxes and do so.
I followed her down a long hallway with four bedrooms, the master being at the end. The floor was black marbled and cold against my socks. There wasn't a speck of dust to be seen, everything was neat and pristine. Two things I most certainly am not.
Aidan pushes open the door to a room and I follow in behind him. I almost drop the box in hand, so instead I stumble a little. Causing Ellen to drop the box in hand to assist me.
All of Boston was in my eyeline, a view I'd go to bed to and wake up to. Hayes's room's view was even more extraordinary than what I could imagine "This room is mine?"
"Yes m'am, we'll go get the rest of your items" They left me in here alone. I glance over to the bed, it is covered in a puffy silk champaign duvet and is massive.
A white circle couch sat in the corner beside the window. The whitewashed hardwood floors below me were warmer than the cold marble. A fuzzy carpet surrounded the bed and below it.
I turn behind me to see my closet and the opening to a bathroom. I go into the bathroom and as I enter goosebumps lace my skin. The floor was heated, but the bathroom itself was a luxury. This was almost too much, a clouded window viewed over Boston beside the bath.
I squeeze the soft robe hanging on the wall and run my fingers down it. It was the softest thing I've ever felt.
I set down my bag of cosmetics onto to counter and ditched the bathroom. I open the door to my closet to find an open space. These shelves were dusty if anything, it's like nobody's ever stepped in here "This is insane"
