
BILLIONIARE EX:ONE MONE HEARTBREAK
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Introduction
Cristian Rivas never forgot her. He didn't take her virginity that night. Not the ruthless wager that ruined it all. Guilt-ridden and in need of atonement, he is shocked to learn that the owner who is preventing him from doing business with him is the same girl he wronged in high school. He remembers Isabela as a shy girl, but now she's stronger, colder, and doesn't want to interact with him.
A new adversary enters the game as Cristian tries to regain her trust: Alice, a vicious socialite who is willing to destroy anyone to marry into the Rivas-Cruz empire. Isabela must determine whether love is worth the risk a second time or whether some betrayals are unforgivable as secrets come to light, lies come to light, and hearts are at stake.
Would she be able to forgive or let go ?
Chapter 1
Isabela’s pov
"It's unbelievable that this is your prom night. My baby is eighteen, so you're all grown up now." As she took pictures of me wearing my prom dress, Mamá said.
I begged, "Mamá, please stop showing the pictures."
"Allow me to create some memories. The fact that I have to leave for work and won't even get to see your date makes me feel horrible already. She put down the camera and gave me a hug.
"I'm proud of your scholarship, but I worried about how they'd treat you at that private school." She gave my curls a gentle brush.
"Fitting in wasn't critical to me. I was there to gain knowledge and obtain college-related opportunities. However, I did make a couple of friends.
"Is there a chance that the friend you're going to prom with will date you?"
"Mamá, don't you have to leave for work right now?" I made an effort to shift the topic.
"Oh, the time-tested topic-change technique. Okay, I'm going, but I'd like a ton of photos and information beforehand."
Before she left my room, she gave me a cheek kiss. I sat on my bed after glancing at myself in the mirror.
Cristian would arrive at any moment. He will be visiting my home for the first time. We usually spent our time at the library or the park. I was initially shocked to learn that one of the wealthiest and most well-liked boys at school was considering me. And I had no idea he could be so gentle and kind.
I hurried to answer the door when it rang. Cristian, dressed in a suit, stood there. He had well-groomed dark blond hair, and his cheeks developed dimples when he smiled. His eyes were a shade of hazel green with a hint of blue, and his full lips formed a crooked smile. He held a box containing a corsage of orchids.
"Wow, Isabela, you look... gorgeous." He entered. "This is for you. I recalled that you loved orchids the most.
"You look very handsome yourself, and thank you." I tried not to show my nervousness by smiling.
Cristian looked around and said, "So this is your house."
"Yes, this must seem insignificant in comparison to your place."
"Not at all. It has a cozy, homey feel.
"So, are we going?"
"There's no hurry. Would you mind showing me your room?
"My room?" Before I could stop them, the words escaped.
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"If you don't mind." He touched my cheek tenderly.
"Yes. Upstairs is where it is. He trailed behind me.
Cristian put his hands around my waist and spun me around against the door of my room before kissing me.
He left me speechless as usual. As heat surged through my body, I clung to him with all my strength. I tried to stifle my groans as his kiss moved from my lips to my neck. I opened my eyes in shock as his hand tugged at my dress's zipper. I put my hands on his chest and pushed, gently but firmly.
He took a step back and met my eyes.
"Is Isabela, do you trust me?"
I understood his question. And the response was in the affirmative. I loved him and trusted him so much that I was willing to give myself to him for the first time.
I just nodded while staring into his eyes because I was unable to speak. He guided me to the bed by taking my hand. Cristian unzipped my dress and brushed my hair aside. His lips found my neck, and his thumb moved down my spine. I covered my chest and closed my eyes when my dress fell to the ground. I had never looked like this to somebody.
"Hermosa, open your eyes and whisper. Let me look into your eyes.
He gave me another kiss after I opened them and laid me down on the bed. I saw his toned chest and powerful shoulders as he undressed. He could now fully see the tattoo of star constellations on his chest. I was afraid to look any lower.
Like a lion stalking its prey, he walked over me. His warmth and aroma enveloped me as his weight pressed against me.
I never thought my first experience would be so passionate and intense. It hurt at first, and he recognized that I was a virgin when he saw my eyes widen. In response, he hugged me until we were both at our best.
He then rolled over, and I attempted to put my head on his chest, but Cristian leaned against the headboard and sat up instead.
"You didn't tell me it was your first time."
"I didn't believe it was important. Do you? We heard voices downstairs as soon as I asked.
I hurried out of bed and changed into my panties. Cristian remained calm and was getting dressed slowly when the door suddenly flew open, and several men entered the room.
As I attempted to conceal myself with my dress, one of them remarked, "Looks like Leo won the bet after all."
"Why are they here, Christian? What is he discussing?
Another man laughed and said, "Oh, tell her, Leo."
After putting on his shirt and pants, Cristian approached me with a strange expression on his face.
"This relationship isn't going to work between us, Hermosa; I hope there are no hard feelings." I had a difficult time processing what was going on.
"Observe her face. One guy came up to me and said, "I think we need to explain it to her."
"He proved us wrong when we bet he couldn't take your virginity."
I glanced at Cristian in the hopes that he would claim it was a joke.
"Why?" My eyes welled up with tears.
"Hermosa, don't ask me that. You had the option to refuse. You really are at fault. The others followed Cristian as he picked up his suit and walked out of the room.
I was in so much pain that I was unable to breathe and fell to the ground.
I managed to get to the bathroom somehow, where I spent hours frantically cleaning my body while the sound of the running water drowned out my screams.
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