Falling For The Billionaire Heir

Tears streamed down her face as she backed out of her parents’ driveway and drove away. She gripped the steering so hard that her knuckles turned white.

She could barely see the road through her tears, but thankfully, she made it to her apartment building in one piece.

She rode the elevator to her apartment and said nothing to her neighbor, who was also with her in the elevator.

“Debbie,” she muttered to herself when she got into her living room. “You have to get a grip on yourself.”

Her phone rang in her bag that moment. She picked it up and saw that it was her mother.

“Mom,” she exhaled.

“Darling, are you home already? She asked with concern in her voice. “Abel is bringing me over to your house.”

“No no,” she protested. “Don’t worry, mom, I will be okay. You don’t have to come over.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am sure,” she plopped down in the middle of her living room and rested her back against a sofa. She was feeling a little better after she had vented out her frustration.”I just want to be left alone.”

Her mom was quiet for a while. “Mom, I’m okay,” she reassured. “I will come over to the house tomorrow and tell you about everything that is going on.”

“It’s okay,” the older woman heaved a sigh of relief. ”Your dad and I will be expecting you. Good night.”

“Good night mom,” she disconnected the line and went to her bedroom. She drew a warm bath for herself and climbed into it. She relaxed back in the bathtub with her mind racing with different thoughts.

Her ordeal started the day Colin engaged Becky. Colin posted it on all his social media accounts with a picture caption, “The love of my life said yes!!!”

It was as if someone just sucked in all that air around her after she read it. It finally hit her hard that she could never have Colin.

Funny enough, she finally accepted within herself that day that she didn’t love Jacey. And that she had to let him go. She felt bad that she was going to do that to him; he was a caring and loyal person. But she wasn’t in love with him. In fact, she had never been.

She had accepted to go out with him in the first place because of Colin, thinking Colin would realize how much he wanted her when he saw her with another man.

But that never happened, instead Colin continued to make her know she was just a friend and a sister he never had. Debbie smiled ruefully when she remembered the day she fell in love with Colin.

It was when she was thirteen years old, she could never forget that day. It was summer and the Blake family and her family had gone to one of the luxury beach estates where they both have mansions to spend their time.

They were next-door neighbors there, so members of the families saw each other every day and did almost everything together, as always. It was a hot afternoon that day as she walked into the Blake’s family kitchen. He stood towering over the marble kitchen cabinet, cutting up vegetables. He had promised to make lunch for her.

Her breath hitched, seeing his tanned arms, his broad shoulders and his shining porcelain skin. She walked up behind him and had to wrap her arms around herself to stop her from gripping him or doing anything silly.

Realizing the water was going cold, she rinsed herself off and climbed out of the tub. Debbie felt a lot better as she wrapped her robe around herself, but she was hungry now. She went to the kitchen and made two sandwiches. She poured herself a glass of wine and took everything in a tray to the patio. The night was very calm, and it soothed her mood very well. Her neighbor called out a greeting to her as she watered her flowers and other plants.

Debbie relaxed back to enjoy her meal. Debbie went to bed after her meal. She slept off almost immediately after she got into bed and didn’t wake until her alarm went off in the morning.

She was debating whether to make a fast breakfast or to go and eat in the deli along the way to the office when her doorbell rang. Debbie wondered who it was as she walked to the front door. It was unusual for her to have any visitor that early in the morning.

On peeping through the peephole, it was Harper standing outside her front door. She opened the door.

“Hey, Pixie,” he said tentatively. He was already dressed for work. Being Friday, his dressing was casual. He wore a plaid shirt over jeans trousers.

“Hey,” she replied. “What do you want?”

“Pixie, I’m sorry about yesterday.” She snorted and left the door. He walked in and shut the door. “I’m sorry that I have been too hard on you and it’s very insensitive of me.”

He dropped the paper bag he was holding on the dining table and walked after her to the living area.

“I didn’t want you to get hurt,” he sat beside her on the sofa. “I was worried about you, knowing Colin would never like you the way you desired.”

“I guess I deserve the way you’ve treated me concerning this matter,” she scoffed. “I was idiotic to keep hoping that Colin would want me some day.”

“It’s okay,” Harper said.

They hugged each other.

“I brought breakfast,” he pointed at the paper bag he dropped on the dining table earlier on. “From Breakfast House.”

“You came to bribe me.” Debbie stood up and started walking to the dining room. “I hope it’s what I like, though?”

“I have to try.” he got up too and followed her. “Waffles, eggs and bacon, your very best.”

“I forgive you.” She opened the bag and brought out the goodies.

Before long, they were both laughing and talking in-between eating.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.