•The Billionaires Match•
{Previously known as the perfect match}
A man with a dark past
A girl with a broken heart
Meet Bryan Gonzalez , New York City's current most eligible bachelor, a 28 year old harsh business man who would stop at nothing to...
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Roses POV♡
I swung my hips to the rhythm,my hands were going all over the place and I moved to the beat slowly,my hair a mess, I was in a baggy shirt, my short shorts and black above the knee shorts, music filled the room,the sunlight came into the room through the balcony and I watched the snowflakes fall makeing a grin reach my face, I twirled around happily, I even Slid across the room some times and I almost fell but I smiled a bit,i remembered my childhood, my siblings and I did this all the time, even though I am the eldest, I don't act like it, only in public though but even somtimes I goofed off, remembering my childhood I was never organized, I looked around the room that was presentable few days ago.
Never been organised, never will.
I kept on twirling and Danceing,whenever a fast song appeared I turned into a rock star, and a slow I turned into a slut at the bar, no lie.
But instead of twirling around successfully I stripped and fell I laughed a little but I heared something else and my eyes widened, I heared something deep and nice, a deep low chuckle.
I whipped my head to the left where the chuckle came from and I saw him, he leaned against my door frame with a smirk
Shit.
"That's some talent you got there "he still had that bold arrogant smirk on and I wanted to slap it off his face, his eyes glistened with humour while I was here still trying to take it all in, he had been watching me ever since and I had n9 idea, any normal person would apologize as soon as I caught them watching or say something like "sorry for interrupting"but not him and that pissed me off, did he thin I'm he had the right to do that,i mean what if I liked dancing with no clothes on what would he have done?!, say I got talent again,nah knowing how much of a pervert he is he would probably say I'd got lots of talent.
"how long have you been–"
"that doesn't matter now, I only came here to remind you that the ball would start at 9:pm,and try to dress more,
He looked at me from head to toe, a scowl evident on his face
"decently"
The nerve!
He walked away,next time I see him I'll make sure he regrets what he just said to me,how can he make my mood so sour.
I got off the floor and padded into the bathroom while saying a string of cuss words out loud, yes I made sure he heard them!
A sheepish smile made its way to my lips, he had been watching me,which meant he actually came up here, but wait a minute he only came up here to remind me of the ball, what if it was just a lame excuse to See Me,or I am just imagining things like I always do, but the thing is, when you like someone you tend to make some things up in you're head, or even worse, you have a relationship with the person in you're head!, up I'm definitely one of them,but I seriously hoped it was, maybe just maybe The things that happen in wattpad actually come true!, I pray they do.
