The Billionaire Boss Is My Former Bully novel Chapter 1

Dina

“Screw you!” I screamed, snatching every clothing I could find and throwing it out. Everything he owned, I wanted it gone.

Jason, the person I lashed out to, grabbed the strewn clothes and belongings while backing away.

“Dina, wait…wait, for God's sake listen.” Jacob shouted gathering his clothes while backing away.

“What is there to listen to?” I laughed hysterically. Surely I was going crazy.

As I threw the last belonging at him the tension still hadn't left me. I felt like screaming.

“Dina…what you saw in those texts…they are nothing.” he said and that was the worst thing I should have heard.

Because nothing wasn't the explicit texts he was sent.

I'd suspected it for long enough, with his constant avoidance and the suspicious lies he told but now I'd proven it thanks to his opened phone and the texts that popped up in the shower.

To find out he was cheating behind my back and had done so several times. In my apartment no less.

And with her.

“I don't have time for your lies.” I snapped and he shook his head.

“It was a mistake, baby. She's a mistake.”

A mistake? Texts that spanned months were a mistake?

I'd taken my time to read everything during the long damn shower he had. All the times he had comforted me because of her whims, all the times he defended me. It was all a lie.

With her, he mocked me.

I had gone too deep in my thoughts because it wasn't until I felt a hand on my arm that I returned to reality.

Jacob stood closer than ever. He had probably seen me spacing out and thought that meant I was weak. My thoughts were confirmed by how he smiled

“You know that what we have is better than anything else.” he said, smile growing wider.

Once I would have fallen head over heels for that voice. Now I only felt disgust.

He leaned in and I realized he was trying to kiss me. My body reacted faster, backing away before I slapped him.

The sound rang loud within the small apartment.

He stayed in place for a few more seconds before turning back to me the smile in his face was fine, replaced with anger. I glared at him equally, raising my head high.

“Leave. Get out of my apartment and never come back. I never want to see you again.” I spat out coldly, my heart racing.

“Fine.” His features turned into a nasty sneer. He turned away gathering all his belongings from the floor before heading to the door.

“You should be lucky I sayed with you this long. Unlike you, she's not a frigid bitch.” He spat before turning away. I refused to react until the door slammed, leaving me alone.

I collapsed onto the nearest couch. I shut my eyes tightly, fighting back my tears.

Two years. Two years of my life went down the drain thanks to him. What have I been doing with my life? With him?

Id met him on the first day of work in the same company abd fallen for him after he asked me out. It had been two years since that day and he'd been cheating on me for more than half that time.

Nausea filled me at the thought of what would happen next. I'd effectively thrown him out of my apartment along with every belongings he owned, but it didn't change the fact that he worked under the same company as I did. I was still going to face him, face them tomorrow morning.

Shutting my eyes, I stood up. I was going to go to work tomorrow and everything would be fine.

Just fine.

…

“I’ve been…fired?” my voice broke at the last part.

Time seemed to pass as I remained on the sidewalk. I could take a cab home, but I felt too restless to do so.

In a matter of days my life had turned upside down. First the man I loved had betrayed me and now I'd lost my job.

The first tear slipped out of my eyes, building up from last night. I felt so tired and frustrated.

What was I going to do now?

The road seemed empty so I moved to sorts when a large rev caught my attention.

“Watch out!” I heard, whipping my head to the side, I met a black car coming at me.

A yelp left my lips as I backed away, luckily I managed to reach the sidewalk in time for the vehicle to stop.

My heart hammered in my chest and anger grew.

“Watch where you're going?” I screamed at the tinted windows. As if what I was going through wasn't enough, someone had to make it worse?

The door opened and I hefted my box ready to give the person a piece of my.mind when I froze.

That person…

Shock filled me as he revealed himself. The name came to my mind without question.

Luther Kane.

It had been nearly a decade since I saw him but there was no way I could forget that face. I could still recognize his clean shaven face, his blonde locks.

And that smug infuriating smirk.

Who was Luther Kane? The most popular jock in high school, revered by all. Popular rich boy extraordinaire.

And my worst nightmare.