Wattpad Block Party - Summer Edition III (August 2017)

xThePineappleGirlx presents: Hating The Player Sequel

xThePineappleGirlx presents: Hating The Player Sequel

Hey, you beautiful humans! I am super excited to announce that I will be posting the sequel to Hating The Player here on Wattpad!! The name of this sequel will be called Loving The Billionaire. My post will include the description as well as the first chapter of the book! I am also giving a free signed paperback copy of That Nerd to one of you guys for the giveaway, and you can find out more about this at the end of my post.

Description:

After a tragic incident occurred in Tyson McCannon's life, he put all his focus on working to be the best. He worked so hard that he made it to the top, and now everyone wants to be him or be with him.

The fact that he is absolutely gorgeous and loaded with money makes him the centre of attention for news articles and girls, but he is interested in neither and he only wants to work so that he can keep his mind off anything that will remind him of his past.

One day, a young girl named Anaya Williams is accidentally hired by the public relations manager to work as a personal assistant at McCannon Incorporated, and now Tyson has no option but to put up with the beautiful and funny girl.

What Tyson doesn't know is that Anaya has known and liked Tyson since University. She used to see him every day, closed up in a hoodie with his face down, and she started falling in love with him. Slowly, Anaya starts breaking Tyson's walls down, and he starts to let her in. Moving away from a dark or painful past is not easy, but maybe all they need to get through everything is each other.

That is, if everything doesn't fall apart first...


Chapter 1:

Anaya's POV

"You did what?" Tyson asks. "You hired a fucking nobody to works as my personal assistant?"

I frown. Okay, I may not be a billionaire that everyone wants to sleep with or work with, but I'm not a nobody. He couldn't even recognize my name. How does he not remember my name? It's not like I went to the same University as him for four years in a row. It's not like I was in all his classes during those four years. It's not like I had a major crush on him, even though he never looked or breathed in my direction.
Yeah, I guess it's understandable that he doesn't remember me. To be quite honest I was, and still am, an absolute nobody.

"I'm sorry, sir. I thought you might need some help in sorting out your files and answering the thousands of calls that come in for you. There is an empty space in front of your office and I assumed it was for a personal assistant. I just-"

Tyson cuts off the public relations manager, Jeff, who hired me this morning, "You thought wrong. Get rid of her now." I am currently standing outside Tyson's office, and even through the closed door, I can feel the coldness of his voice seeping into my veins.

"S-Sir, she already signed the contract. If we fire her, she can take us to court because we have no proper reason for firing her. She can sue your company..." Jeff explains.

Hm, maybe being fired won't be too bad. I can sue Tyson for more money than I was offered for this position, and I won't even have to do any work. That's a job I can take without a second thought. The only reason I took this job as a personal assistant is because I saw that I would be working for Tyson, and it is sad to admit that even after two years of not seeing him, I am still insanely in love with him.

"Bring her in. I want to see her," Tyson commands. Oh my goodness, what if he doesn't like the way I look? There are so many ways this could go wrong. I neaten down my hair and pull my skirt up just a little. I don't want to be looking like a nun in front of the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.

I am pretty sure this is going to be the first time Tyson is even going to look at me.

I think that just about sums up how sad my life is. I'm a pathetic girl that is working as a personal assistant for the guy I am in love with, a guy that doesn't give two shits about me. I live alone in a tiny apartment, and my meals consist of two minute noodles and cup-a-soup. Does it even get any sadder than that?

The door to Tyson's office is opened, and Jeff looks at me from where I am sitting on a comfortable white sofa. "Mr. McCannon wants to see you, please come in."

I nod and quickly stand up, following Jeff into the large office. My eyes scan the beautiful office for the first time, and I have to make an effort to stop my jaw from falling to the ground. There are walls on the sides of the room that are made completely out of glass, all except the wall with the door, and the plain roof holds long, beautiful curtains. From this high up I can see what looks like the entire city. Talk about paper towns, it all seems so small and insignificant from up here.

My eyes land on Tyson, who is sitting in a plush black chair, behind his sleek wooden desk. His eyes are staring intensely at me, and just from one look, I already feel extremely intimidated. Everything about him, from the way he is dressed in a expensive looking suit to his straight posture, just screams power and authority.

I stand in silence, with Jeff fidgeting awkwardly beside me, as Tyson keeps his gaze on me. It feels like he is watching me, waiting for me to do or say something wrong. "What is your name?" he asks. I almost jump at the sudden break of silence.

"Um... M-my name?" I stutter.

"Yes, your name. Are you deaf? Do you not understand English? Comment vous appelez-vous?" he says, asking me again in French.

"Anaya. Je m'appelle Anaya," I answer. I wanted to badly shoot back a sarcastic response but he is my boss now and unfortunately I can't do that. He already wants to fire me and so I have to make sure I do nothing wrong. I'm not just here because of Tyson, I am also here because I really need the money and I'm tired of washing cars for money. I can't clean the car of another perverted man again, or I might end up shoving the sponge up someone's arse.

"Are you trying to be funny with me?" he asks, narrowing his eyes.

"N-no, sir," I reply immediately.

He watches me for a few more seconds and I stay glued to the spot I am standing in. If I move or even breath, he will probably find a reason to fire me. "Get out," he commands, pointing at the door of his office. I turn to look at the wooden door, and then back at him.

"What? Why?" I ask.

"Because this is my fucking office and I do not want you to even breathe close to me. You too, Jeff. Leave immediately." Jeff nods and doesn't waste a second to get out of the office. I guess it's understandable since that blonde HR manager could be fired with the click of Tyson's fingers."Anaya, get out of my office."

I shake my head, tucking a loose brown curl behind my ear. I fold my arms stubbornly, willing to fight him if I have to. Although, fighting him would give him an actual reason to fire me so I shouldn't do that.

He stands up and walks up to me, and I stare down at the ground, too nervous to look up at him. "Anaya," he whispers. I close my eyes, loving the way he says my name. In the years I have known him, he has never actually said my name until today. Tyson pulls my face to look up, and my eyes fly open to meet his beautiful mint green eyes.

"Ew, your eyes are disgusting," he tells me. "Like the mud pigs roll in."

I frown, stepping back. Yeah, maybe my eyes are plain and brown, not a beautiful green like Tyson's, but disgusting? He had to use the word disgusting? Why did he have to compare it to mud that pigs roll in? He really has no limits. I look down, feeling extremely self conscious. With most people I wouldn't care, but he is the guy I have liked for six freaking years. It hurts like hell to be told by your crush that your eyes look disgusting, that I can confirm.

"Sorry, sir. I'll wear contacts next time to please you," I mumble. Yeah right, if he doesn't like my eyes he can bite me. I'm not changing the way I look for him, no matter how much I want to make out with him. I'm flawless, and I woke up like this.

"Good, and you should wear a wig to hide that rats nest while youre at it. Maybe cover up your face with a mask too?" he says, starting to really annoy me.

"Bite me," I say under my breath, rolling my eyes.

"Excuse me?" He looks down at me, his eyebrows raised in amusement and slight shock. "Did you just tell me to bite you?" Tyson grabs my waist and pulls my body up against his, and I let out a gasp, unsure of what is about to happen.
He places a hand on my cheek, and slowly moves his other hand around my waist. I stare up at him, not moving. Is he about to kiss me? Oh please kiss me. I have waited so long for him to do anything close to this, I don't even care what his intentions are right now. Tyson leans down to my neck and I tilt my head to the side, expecting Tyson to actually put his lips against my neck. I'd be willing to let him put his lips anywhere, honestly.

I hear him let out a slight chuckle as he steps back. "What did you think In was going to do, huh? Get out of this office immediately."

"I..." My eyes are wide and my heart is racing as I step away from Tyson, and I slowly make my way to the door. My heart starts dropping to the pit of my stomach as I realize that he just played with me. Tyson just purposely messed around with my feelings.

"I'll see you here tomorrow at six in the morning. If you're a minute late, don't even bother showing up."

Giveaway:

I am doing a giveaway in celebration of my book That Nerd being published! One winner will get one free signed paperback copy of That Nerd and three other winners will get a chapter dedication in the book Loving the Billionaire! The giveaway is open Internationally and all you have to do is follow me on instagram (laylzk) and Twitter (xPineappleGirlx). Click the link at the bottom of this post to enter!! :D

Lots of love and jelly tots- TPG

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