Cheese & Chocolates

Billionaire's Playboy Son is a Wattpader

A/N: Hi guys! I actually thought of this particular story to be more than just a one chapter story, in fact I plan on chopping it into 2 parts, but I was planning on prolonging it and turning it into a book, but I would first like to know your comments regarding this one before starting. So enjoy, and happy reading! I look forward to your wonderful votes and suggestions. :)

Nina as Ariana Grande on the media

Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.
--Oprah Winfrey

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She sat beside him, smiling. It was a smile she never gave anyone else, a smile that speaks a thousand words, and he knew that. He took her hand, kissing her knuckles softly. The kiss also meant a lot to her. There was respect, friendship, admiration, support, and the most powerful emotion of all -- love.

"Nina, are you listening to me?"

"Huh? What?" I glanced back from my phone to my parents, who were tapping their fork on the table impatiently.

"Your mother and I are telling you about our long time friend and business partner, André, and his son, Kyle-"

* Ping *

avery_52 became your fan on Wattpad

I fist-pumped the air, a grin spreading across my face. Took him long enough! The one person I wanted to fan me, finally did. I met avery_52 during one of my "unofficial" book launches on Wattpad. When I published my first book, he was the one constantly criticizing my books. Bottomline, I was so pissed, and we eventually got into a heated debate about my stories.

I specifically told him that I write for pleasure, and as some sort of release, so if he didn't like it, then I would be happy for him to keep his own opinions to himself, which he countered by arguing how his criticisms were honest, and would help my writing style in books. Of course, it infuriated me that he even thought about changing my writing style. I mean - I was the one writing after all. And so, he proposed a deal. I was supposed to criticise his works, in turn, he would continue on criticising mine, to have another perspective. I agreed, because I was so furious I couldn't wait to make fun of his stories, and annoy him to no end.

Unfortunately, his works were heart-stopping and beautifully-written. He was very keen in descriptive details, something which I personally lacked, because I'm straight to the point when writing. I don't see it as a disadvantage though, because as a reader, I don't like stories that drag on so much, but avery's were really good, that you wouldn't even notice that you've finished reading the whole chapter. I hated to admit it, but he was a much greater writer than I am, despite having less fans than me. I had around a 10,000 fanbase (and counting), while he had half. I became a fan immediately, because I was hooked with his stories. There was this unexplainable charm about the way he writes. It was boyish, striking, and different from all the things I've read on Wattpad.

We often messaged each other, also on Wattpad, because he refused to give out his name, and talked about a lot of things, pretty wide range, but the topics were stemmed from the books we've read and liked, and hated. There were instances when we'd share books to each other from Wattpad, and exchang criticisms and comments. It was a breath of fresh air to have a writer on Wattpad, who was a boy. Majority were girls, so all the stories were viewed on our point of views only. And so, that's the story of how he criticised my every work, and though, I hated to admit it, he had points, and his suggestions were pretty logical, so I took note of those.