Previously entitled, My Overly Possessive Billionaire. "Fine!" I acquiescently cave in. "He better keeps his eyes off of you, or I'll poke his eyeballs out of its socket!" I grumbled exasperatedly. She just shook her head again in disbelief. It seems like it's becoming her habit soon. After a few minutes, he came back, and he barely glances to her side which made me happy. That guy is not stupid after all. I know, I am very possessive, but I'm just protecting what's mine. Whatever is mine, is mine alone, and sharing is not in my vocabulary. Deceitful Lies, Betrayal, Revenge, All in the name of Love. Will they both find their happy-ever-after? NOTE: UNEDITED VERSION (Completed)

He was horrible at remembering names. It was weeks before he stopped calling me 'Laura.' I don't even look like a Laura. And the way he never used the intercom system? How professional, my boss is screaming across the office for me. Again. He's arrogant. He's always seven minutes late. Couldn't keep an assistant around if his life depended on it. He didn't even deserve this company. Daddy served it to him on a silver platter. I could hear him tapping his stupid pen off of his stupid desk from all the way out here. I hate him. I hate him and his damn dimples too. I hate you Daniel Metzgar.