Billionaire Boss 18+ Enemies to Lovers, Fake Relationship Age Gap Romance

8 - Grumpy Old Man

8 - Grumpy Old Man

Summer

I woke up with an aching body. My bleary eyes blinked at the sleeping person beside me and unconsciously, a small smile tugged at my lips. Even asleep, he hadn't removed his mask. I rolled over and tried to stretch without wincing. My entire body felt sore.

After our late-night pizza, we fucked till morning until I passed out. I remember that at one point, we were on the floor. I don't know how that happened.

Taking a deep breath, I sat up and checked my cell phone. It was almost four in the morning, and my agent was blowing up my phone with texts in all caps.

Damn, twelve missed calls?

I peeked over my shoulder to find him asleep and quietly got dressed. I didn't enjoy doing the walk of shame, especially when there was no shame. But I had to leave, or I was sure my agent would get arrested for homicide. My murder.

Smoothing my dress, I longingly looked at the naked man on the bed. Without thinking twice, I grabbed a notepad from the coffee table and wrote my personal number.

'If you want to play with a brat again.'

I scribbled an 'S' in the end and left the suite with my heart pounding between my ribs.

The party had almost ended, but a few of the patrons lingered at the bar and tables. Some of them gave me suggestive looks, but I was sore and I didn't think my pussy would get wet without a certain man with piercing gray eyes. At least for a while.

As soon as I got in my Uber, I took off the damn mask and sighed, rubbing my face. Thankfully, the driver was a sweet old man and didn't talk for the entire ride. I got a ding on my phone and opened the group chat of me, Emma, Mia, and her sweet neighbor, Ivy.

Mia had attached a selfie of her with a very grumpy James, her boyfriend, glaring at the camera. I chuckled at the Mickey Mouse red headband with huge ear flaps he was wearing, and at Mia wearing a similar headband in pink with a huge grin on her face and flush on her cheeks, with Disney Land on their background. They looked adorable.

'Grumpy old man discovers Disney Land and frowns,' read Mia's caption.

Emma replied with a selfie. Cillian had a sheet mask on his face with a stoic expression as Emma kissed his cheek, and it looked like there were very few clothes involved. 'Grumpy old man loves his white rice sheet masks,' read her caption.

Summer: I wish I had a grumpy old sugar daddy as a boyfriend. You guys are slaying! xx

Emma: ty love! Cillian asked about your premiere. How was it?

Summer: I skipped it we will talk about it when we meet

Mia: uh-oh, do u wanna call? James is sleeping rn but I'm here if u want to vent xo

Emma sent tea emojis, making me smile and my heart sunk. I missed them so fucking much. I missed our sleepovers and movie nights, studying all day in the library and pulling all-nighters during exams, and spending days at the salon gossiping with the sweet old owner and getting our nails done. I missed Mia's father Clyde's cooking, who made the best tacos I have ever had, and, oddly enough, Damon, Emma's older brother. Yes, he never once smiled in my presence or gave me another look, but I missed his grumpy, emotionless face.

My lips tingled at the memory of our kiss at his club when I had skipped my prom night. Did he wonder about it too? I don't think so. He must have men and women begging to kiss him... or do other things.