Billionaire business deal

Chaptee 1: ex's

Chapter 1: ex's

"GET OUT, GET out, get out-"
"Anastasia please, let me explain" he begged as I continued to throw his shit at him.
"I think you've done enough" I pause and stare at the man dead in the face. "get out my house. Now" I snarled, walking him towards the door. Grabbing as much as he could, he reverse out of the front door and ran down to his car.

Slamming the front door, the flood gates open like a treasure chest. Years of wasted time spent together- useless.
Allowing my legs to give way to my aching body, I drop to the floor.
Eyes scanning the mess of a house: smashed picture frames; clothes strewn, recklessly across the floor; cupboards open; scattered shoes staining the carpets. This house is broken.

A long with my heart.

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"Come out with me! it will do you good to get out of this house for a bit" Kate pleaded, she had been over to help clear the mess after last night and had continuously begged me to join her at some club tonight.
"Kate, I love you, your my best friend, but right now you are completely wrong. I need a night in to sleep and binge watch tv shows not party" I shake my head as I organise scattered shoes.

Kate has been living with me since I got this house and only last week she had decided to give me and my ex some space to live together and so moved in with her parents. I prefer sharing a house with her.

"See that is where you are completely and utterly naive" she paused seeing my stubbornness grow across my face like a rash and burning frown lines into my skin. "-you know what. Come tonight and as soon as you want to leave, leave" she finished.
"Don't expect us to stay long then" I shrug, admitting defeat to the shoes I make my way over to the couch.

After many hours of packing and tidying the house was back to normal. Or as normal as it could be.
"Don't think I've forgotten. Get ready" Kate jabbed her head into my room before darting into her own to get ready, her damp blonde hair dripping on the laminated floor.

Opening the half empty wardrobe, I pull out a small black dress which left little to the imagination. Deciding to go with that dress I scramble into it and heave the elegant heels onto my feet. After staring at my appearance for way too long in the mirror I make me way to the front door.
"Let's go" I call to Kate as I exit the house and climb into the taxi that was parked outside.

Pulling up at the club we pay the driver and skip onto the pavement. Linking arms we enter through the front doors and skip pass the long lines of people.
"Hey ladies, looking good, come on in!" The security grinned at us and we giggled our way into the club.

Hot air smashed our skin as drank bodies through them self's around the dance floors or piled in booths. Pausing for a moment, Kate's eyes scan the faces passing us and I know exactly who she is looking for.
"Over there" I point helping her out as her pace quickens in the direction.
"Do I look good?" She questioned fiddling with her hair.
"Your boobs are falling out and your arse looks massive-"
"-perfect" she smiles as she skips over to her on and off fling.
"There they are!" He calls handing us a drink that I inhale rather quickly, "really that bad" he raises his eyebrows and hands me another glass.