A Trillionaire’s Revenge novel Chapter 23

I wake up, my head dripping with sweat. It was a dream. A bloody nightmare. I look beside me to find Luke fast asleep, still naked. I heave a sigh of relief. I tuck my hair behind my ear as I reach for a glass of water beside my bed. The jug is empty.

"Bloody hell." I whisper. I get up, trying to move around as quietly as I can so I do not wake Luke. I'm by the bathroom door, near the coat rack. I pick a white robe from the coat rack and put it on. I walk back to the bed and cover Luke properly with the duvet.

I drop the jug on the kitchen dining as I enter. I tie my hair in a messy bun. I open the fridge and scan for anything edible to eat. I grab the jug of milk inside and a bar of snickers. As I close the fridge, I shriek in shock as I see a figure in the dark. The figure walks slowly towards me as she plays with her red hair. It is Laurel.

I'm relieved, "You know, you really do have a problem." I say as I walk to the dining to drop the jug of milk.

"No doubt, I do have a problem. You are my problem." She says as I go to the cabinet to get a glass.

"I'm your problem?" I ask fully concentrating on pouring my milk out. "Now, tell me exactly why that is." I take a sip of the milk and open the snickers.

She places both her hands on the dining violently, causing a loud noise. "Luke. You don't love him, so why do you keep pretending?! You're not even his type."