IT'S NOT JUST THE BILLIONS [COMPLETED]

19

Lincoln's P. O. V.

"Damn"I said in my head, staring at Anna while she was sound asleep. I loved how she dyed her hair wine. She looked so beautiful lightly breathing. Her natural beautiful lashes and her kissable lips.

I knew we weren't completely okay. We both said nothing to each other after yesterday's sex. She washed up and went to bed. I put my arm around her, with my heart beating fast.

She drives me crazy.

She intertwined her fingers with mine going to sleep, not saying a word to me. I just wanted us to be the way we've always been.

I got off the bed grabbing my jean pants from the floor, staring at Anna who was peacefully sleeping. A small smile crept up my face while staring at her cleavage, wanting to stay back.

I should go make us breakfast.

I walked out the room, heading to the kitchen to make breakfast for both of us. I looked at the fridge and the other places she kept all the food, wondering what to make.

I decided to make eggs and bacon since she really loves that. I played a little music while frying the eggs, singing along. Cooking is a lot of work. I always enjoy Anna's cooking. She cooks better than anyone I know. Even the personal chefs I fired.

I hope this doesn't burn up.

"Shit"I cussed, moving away as soon as a little oil spilled on my arm.

"Really?"I heard Anna ask with a chuckle, standing by the door. She had one of my shirts she took on. I loved how it looked on her.

Her petite self in my big shirt without her bra on.

"It's done" I said with a wry smile, taking the pan from the fire. I served our breakfast on two plates, wondering whether she would like it or not.

She has an effect on me.

"I always wonder how you feed yourself even after firing your helps"she said, stepping into the kitchen. "I know you cook sometimes when I'm not around but..."she paused, laughing.

"You know I'm a great cook"I said, handing her a plate.

"The only thing you cook well is chicken" she said, sitting on the counter placing the plate on her legs.

"That's something huge"I said, standing beside her.

"Whatever"she said with a laugh. "I'm glad you didn't burn the eggs"she said, eating.

"Why you gotta make me look like I can't cook?"I asked with a boring expression on my face.

"You can't cook"she stated.

She isn't exactly wrong.

"Well, you can but..."she paused, watching my face. "What? Stop looking at me like that"she said, loudly laughing. "You're gonna make me choke on my food with that expression on your face Lincoln"she laughed harder, showing her perfect teeth.

"I'm never gonna make breakfast for you anymore"I said, acting annoyed.

"Yeah right"she sarcastically said, looking at me. We stared at each other for some seconds before busting out laughing. I loved moments like this with her.

Genuine happiness, forgetting about everything.

"I love what you did to your hair. Sasha helped you do that?" I asked, knowing it would be her. That's Anna's personal hair stylist.

"Yeah"she replied. "Oh speaking of Sasha she's doing a fundraiser next week for kids with cancer. I love how she helps people"

"That's cool"I said, chewing. "I'll come with"

"She'll be so glad" she said with a little laugh.

I hated the little silence that emerged the room for a few seconds. I should say something. I watched as she ate wondering if we were truly okay. Are we really good now?

"Babe"I started, standing in between her legs, knowing she loves when I call that.

"Hmmm?"she said, looking at me.

Her eyes are so beautiful.

"We good?"I placed my hands on her hips.

"Yeah"she said.

"Really?"I asked, folding my arms.

"I just wanna put everything behind me Lincoln. Really"she said. "We don't have to bring up what happened. I'm sorry too" She said, looking away.

"I just..."

"You're sorry, I'm sorry. Sebastian's an asshole yeah. I'm just glad he paid me well because I wouldn't even fight for that"she said, cutting her eggs in tiny pieces, avoiding my eyes.

"I stand on my words though"

"What?"she asked, confused, looking at me.

"He's dead meat"I said, putting some food in my mouth while looking at her.

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Julian's P. O. V.

"What the hell!"I said as soon as I heard the door slam.

I looked at an angry Kristen standing by the door with her hands folded. She looked at the towel hung around my neck and the shorts I had on. I had to rush out of my room after taking a shower because I heard loud banging on my door.

"Ignore me all you want, you dipshit!"she said, stepping in.

"Kristen..."

"You are a fucking cunt!"she shouted.

"Would you shut the hell up?!" I shouted, taking her aback. I have never yelled at her but what does she expect? She drives me fucking crazy.

"Kristen you are a pain in my ass! You wouldn't listen and here you are yelling at me for ignoring you. Who the fuck wouldn't? You don't ever wanna listen"

"Well stop yelling"she said, rolling her eyes still with the attitude. "But you're a piece of shit. I just..."she paused, looking at me. "I wanted to make sure you were okay. Whatever... I don't care"

There's the attitude.

"Sure"I said, turning around to walk away.

"Where the fuck are you going?"

"To make myself breakfast"I replied, walking to the kitchen.

"You don't have to get all mad"she said, walking behind me.

I rolled my eyes getting whipped cream wanting to make myself pancakes. Kristen's attitude could make me mad all day but I can't stop loving her. She understands me even with how hot headed she can get.

"Julian"she said, staring at me.

"Are you gonna help me make some pancakes or you're gonna keep yelling at me for not replying your texts?"

"I'm not gonna help you. You ignored me"

"I wonder why"I sarcastically said.

"Cock sucker"she said, taking her jacket off. She had a mid thigh gown on, hugging her curves. Kristen's a really beautiful woman. She stood beside me, getting a bowl on the table, looking at me. I just stared at her wanting to kiss her all over.

"What?"she asked.

"You have something on your face"I lied.

"I really hate you"She said, looking at my lips.

"Good then"I said, landing a quick kiss on her lips, walking to get the the pan.

"Breakfast is key"I said, standing beside her, placing the pan on the table.

"Fuck that"she said, pulling me close to her, smashing her lips on mine. "I fucking hate you Julian" she said, ironically.

I guess she couldn't help it either.

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