Christine is a broke, laid back, carefree, twenty-two-year-old woman. Relying on her best friend Janet. While also being Leah Michelle during the nights of suppressing her problems. Battling depression. While also sitting and digging up in her own rut of confusion. Drew a handsome elegant bachelor. Fashion designer, investor a list of things you could dream of. Always receiving what he wants. Appreciated by the female population. Using the money for his desires. Soon to be the youngest billionaire alive. Yet he's lonely and extremely ignorant in the way he goes along in his life. When they cross paths it's let's say they weren't at the best times in their life. Nonetheless very awkward one could say. Two different worlds. Two in need of something the other has. Being each other's support just for the publicity. Maybe for money. Not love. *** "You wouldn't want to punch this pretty face, Kitten." I scoffed. "I beg to differ." he released my hands. "Leah," he spoke. I looked at him giving a grimace. "Yes?" "It's practically three, Leah." I looked at his very fashionable suit. He looked at my raggedy dress sucking his teeth. I narrowed my eyes. Our mouths opened at the same time. Both nasty. "Do you have a problem--" "You really think you're going out like this--" We stared at each other. *** Read more lovelies (;