I Met Mr. Billionaire

Chapter One

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Hello, person whoever clicked on this book. This might just be your new favorite book nah, who am I kidding it probably isn't. Anyways, I'm glad you that you're gonna read this book and thank you. You know...not only you should read this book but you should also read other Authors who are dying to get readers and votes on their books. They also want to make it at the top so once you're done reading this go check out other books in rising as well!

Also, Warning: I have bad writing skills, Some spelling errors, bad grammar, and other things.
(I will fix these once I have the time to do so. Please understand.)

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Zara's POV

"Zara!" Stella says coming close to me. I look up from the book I was reading. Before I could look down Stella snatched it from my grasp. I get up and look at Stella.

Shocked that she had taken my book and now I probably have lost the page I was reading on. "Stella! My book!" I said aloud and frowned before crossing my arms over my chest. 

I guess I would have to reread it again or find out where I had left off on.

"No, you need to have some fun instead of reading books all day." She said tsking and shaking her head before tossing the book onto the couch.

I rolled my eyes at her. "But I don't wanna have some fun I wanna stay home." I grab my book that was now on the couch and sat back down.

"Oh come on!" Stella grabbed the book again and threw it across the room. I let out a gasp as I had seen the book fly across the room.

That book cost a lot of money!

"Hey!" I yelled and look at her with wide eyes. The book looked like it was about to fly but instead, it landed on the ground with a thump. I looked back at Stella and gave her a Really look. She shrugs her shoulders in return.

"Zara You need to have some fun," she says rolling her eyes and putting her hands on her hips. She looked as if she was scowling her child and I let out a huff of annoyance.

But I was still slightly curious as to what she meant by fun.

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. "What kind of fun?" I asked. Her smile grew big like a kid who got their ice cream they have been craving for all day.

"I'm Glad you asked!"

Maybe I shouldn't have asked her. Anyways, Stella is my roommate. She has a wealthy family but we've known each other since the first grade. She always wants to buy me stuff but I reject her since I want to get my own money from my own job. Stella is sweet once you get to know her but if you make a wrong impression on her she will never like you ever again.

"We're going to a club!"

My eyes widened. "Oh, you know I don't do that Kind of Stuff Stella."

"So!!! It's going to be fun, please!!!" She begged and clasped her hands together.

I rolled my eyes at her. Not really happy about this idea.

Clubs this.

Clubs that.