The billionaire's Toy

Pillowtalk

It had been a few weeks since the "Andrew thing" happened, and I was relieved that my relationship with Killian seemed to be back on track.

We were getting along better than ever, and I felt like we had a new understanding of each other.

At work, things were going well for me too. I had been coming up with a lot of new ideas, and my boss seemed to be taking notice.

Many of my suggestions were implemented right away, which was a great feeling.

I was feeling pretty good about things in general, and I was excited to see what the future held for me and Killian.

We understood each other better now and he vowed to listen to me first before deriving any conclusion.

We got closer after that night, he treated me with more respect even at work.

There was a case with one of my colleagues,

As I sat at my desk, going over the details of the project that Esther and I were working on, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

We had been assigned to design a new website for one of our clients, and things had been going smoothly up until that point.

But then, out of nowhere, Esther stormed into my office, brandishing a file in her hand. "This is all wrong," she exclaimed, her eyes wide with anger.

"You must have given me the wrong file. It's not even close to what the client asked for."

I stared at her in disbelief. How could she possibly think that I was the one who made the mistake? I had spent hours pouring over every detail of the project, making sure that everything was perfect.

"Esther, I didn't give you the wrong file," I protested, trying to keep my voice calm. "I double-checked everything before sending it over to you. I'm sure there's some sort of misunderstanding here."

But Esther was having none of it. She continued to accuse me of making the mistake, her voice getting louder and more shrill with each passing moment.

I could feel my blood pressure rising, and my heart pounding in my chest.

I tried to explain to her that I had nothing to do with the mistake, but she wasn't listening.

She was too caught up in her anger, too blinded by her accusations to see the truth.

In the end, I was forced to go to Killian and explain the situation
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As I stood in front of Killian, my heart racing in my chest, I could barely bring myself to speak.

I had been dreading this moment for weeks, knowing that he would be furious with me once he found out the truth.

But to my surprise, Killian didn't seem angry at all. As I haltingly explained what had happened, his face softened and he nodded in understanding.

"I believe you," he said simply, his voice filled with compassion. "I know you wouldn't lie to me.

Tears sprang to my eyes as I realized that he truly understood.

He didn't blame me for what had happened, didn't accuse me of anything.

Instead, he offered me his support and his trust.

But the damage had already been done.

Esther and I will never be able to work together again. The trust between us was gone, and our professional relationship was irreparably damaged.

Looking back on that incident, I can't help but feel a sense of regret.

I wish I had handled the situation differently, tried to communicate more clearly with Ester, and resolved the issue without resorting to accusations and anger.

But alas, it's too late now. The mistake has been made, and there's no going back.

All I can do is learn from it and move on, making sure to never let something like that happen again

The following days were a blur of happiness and relief. Killian and I spent every moment together, enjoying each other's company and basking in the glow of our newfound understanding.

We would sleep together in the villa, our bodies entwined in the soft sheets, our hearts beating as one.

We talked for hours on end, sharing our deepest thoughts and feelings, and getting to know each other on a whole new level.

It was a cold, night, and I was nestled in Killian's arms, feeling his warmth and the steady beating of his heart.

He had been so gentle with me all evening, and I couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way about me that I did about him.

I took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to ask him the question that had been on my mind all night. "Killian," I whispered, "do you like me?"

He looked down at me, his blue eyes shining in the dim light, and a small smile played on his lips. "Of course, I like you, kitten," he said, brushing a strand of hair from my face. Will I get angry at you for sleeping with another man if I didn't?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt a rush of joy and relief wash over me.

I had been so worried that he didn't feel the same way, but now I knew that he did.

"I guess not," I said, snuggling closer to him.

He kissed the top of my head and wrapped his arms around me tighter.
"Yeah," he whispered.

I smiled and closed my eyes, feeling happier than I ever had before. I knew that as long as I had Killian by my side, nothing could ever hurt me.

"I'm pleased with the progress you've made at work recently," he said. "Your hard work and dedication have not gone unnoticed."

I felt a rush of pride and relief wash over me.

I had always been passionate about my job, and it was gratifying to know that my efforts were being recognized.

"Thank you," I said, trying to keep my composure. "I'm glad to be able to contribute to the team."

He nodded, his expression becoming more serious. "In fact," he continued, "I've been thinking about your potential as a leader. Have you ever considered starting your own company?"

I was stunned. I had never even thought about starting my own business, but the idea suddenly seemed incredibly appealing.

I could see myself at the helm of my own company, making important decisions and shaping the direction of the business.

"I would love to have my own company," I said, without hesitation.

Killian smiled again, and I could see the wheels turning in his head. "I think you would be an excellent candidate for entrepreneurship," he said. "Let's talk more about this in the coming weeks and see if we can come up with a plan to make it happen."

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Killian is an down, he talks and he does. Nobody should fall In love with my Killian. Faithful readers or not, we would have issues.🤣🤣🤣

Meanwhile, the first three chapters of the new book will be dropping this Friday, a round of applause, please.😁😁😁