The Billionaires Treasure

Chapter Nine

"Don't be a woman that needs a man, be a woman a man needs..."

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She glared at him with a heated hatred, her eyes full with a fiery rage as she held her ground despite the dominating glare he was directing at her. The glare that had many business men weak at the knees.

"Oh my sweet treasure, I don't want you back," his voice was hoarse as he took a step closer to her rigid frame, her eyes narrowing at him the more he invaded her personal space. His intoxicating cologne invading her senses. The clenching of her chest had her eyes burn with tears as she quickly composed herself, he didn't deserve her tears. "I don't want a whore like you on my arm but you will always belong to me treasure, no man will ever love you the way I did," he smirked, enjoying the pain in her eyes, her face a mere inch from him as his body begged for him to close the distance despite his hatred towards such a woman.

"You never loved me in the first place," she laughed bitterly, a man who says such things to a woman he was once supposed to be madly in love with never cared about her in the first instance.

"I wish that was true," he smirked despite the pain in his chest, staring at the woman who broke him the moment she jumped into bed with her best friend.

"You should of let me fall," her voice trembled slightly at the thought of their first encounter of each other at the small age of 14, catching her before she fell down a flight of stairs in school, the first time they properly looked at each other.

He smiled a genuine smile at the precious memory, her wide eyes looking up to him in fear as she clutched onto his shirt for dear life, her fluffy cheeks scarlet in embarrassment as the girls who pushed her gaped at Darien for catching her.

"Easy there little treasure," he laughed slightly at the bitter sweet memory, the first words he ever spoke to her. The first words that made her fall hard for him.

Looking at her now he could easily see why he had fallen in love with her, she was the most breathtakingly beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on, even when she was younger she was his, always.

"Stop calling me that," she grumbled, looking anywhere but him as the silence between them started to suffocate her, she needed to get away from him. He would break her all over again and leave her like trash.

"Does it b-"

"Darien, baby, what's going on?" Sasha waddled down the corridor, her hand proudly resting on her small stomach, not liking that her man was so caught up with his ex to notice her the moment she was in eye sight.

Sapphire smirked as Darien instantly tensed, she knew that Sasha would of saw the pictures with Darien at her front door making out but that didn't phase her as she watched Sasha's face heat up with anger.

"Nothing," he growled lowly, turning to her with a deep frown on his face as she instantly saddened, she hated the way he looked at her sometimes. Reminding herself that she had to be with him for both their benefits, yet she found herself becoming obsessed with the man, she was his now and Sapphire wouldn't get her paws on him.