Ruin The Billionaire

Lilly.

The party was already in full swing when we got there at 8 am. There was loud music, alcohol, drugs, and a fairly large crowd of people. The beach was full and some people were in the water. Kyle led me to the bar so we could grab some drinks.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Kyle, my man.” A young man with green hair yelled when we approached the bar.

“Hey, Jonah.” Kyle said and gave him a short hug. “This is my girlfriend, Lilly.”

“Man, I thought you were joking when you said you’re dating Lilith Hellman. Wow, hi Lilith. You look so much better than your photos.”

“Thank you. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Happy to meet you to. Gotta go now,” he said and ran off with a red cup with whisky.

I turned to Kyle. He was staring intently at something behind me. I turned and followed his gaze and saw that there were two women standing there and talking. One’s back was facing us. She had a very short dress covering her butt leaving her big thighs out in the open. I turned back and spoke to the barman, pretending not to care that my boyfriend was blatantly staring at other women when I was there.

“Kyle,” the barman said.

“Oh,” Kyle said. When I glanced at him, I noticed he seemed uncomfortable.

“What would you like?”

After getting drinks, we went to the dancefloor and joined in the frenzy. The music was loud and upbeat. Dancing outside in a bad group was great since we didn’t have to worry about sweat and the stuffiness that was common in rooms. I forgot all about my problems as I drank to my content and danced.

As I danced, I noticed something weird with Kyle. He kept staring at other women when he thought I was not looking. Sometimes he stared so much that he stopped dancing, as if he was totally entranced. It was normal for a man to stare at other beautiful women when he had a girlfriend but I found that to be a little bit extra.

Was he trying to make me insecure, or was I just not enough for him. Eventually, I decided to join a group of girls and dance with them, tired of dancing with someone whose attention was elsewhere. Kyle started dancing with another woman but I was beyond caring. Eventually, I found myself dancing with another man only to be ripped away by Kyle.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“What? You were dancing with another woman.”

“Only because you left me.”

“Okay whatever. I’m tired anyway. I’m gonna go home.”

“I’ll take you home.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

The whole thing was becoming exhausting. Kyle’s behaviour was proving to be very negative for me. I realised that I had made a huge mistake. I had started a relationship with someone I did not know very well, just because I was lonely.

Kyle seemed way too possessive for me to be with. That also meant it was going to be very hard for me to get rid of him. Shit, I may have just ruined my life by accepting to be his girlfriend.

The ride was quiet. He drove into the garage, packed the car and we went upstairs. I was not in the mood of being with anyone but I knew that saying that to him would drive him crazy. I didn’t know what would happen if he went full on crazy on me.

He was very quiet that whole time. I wondered what was going on in his mind. I wanted to call Cali and find out what kind of man her cousin was. I had trusted him easily because I knew a relative of his. I rarely trusted and got close to people that easily.

When we got to the apartment, I went straight to the bathroom to be away from him. I turned on the shower and undressed very slowly. I took my time cleaning myself because I needed some alone time. As I took my time, I was pretty sure he was getting really impatient but I decided not to worry. Even after showering, I sat on the toilet sit and thought.

What was I going to do with him? I did not like that I was feeling uncomfortable with a person I had brought to my house. I realised that I knew nothing solid about the man and it would have been best to keep a distance from the beginning. He was a total psycho.

“Lilly, are you there?” the voice nearly made me jump.

“Yes, I’m alright. Don’t worry about me. Just go to sleep.”

“I need to pee,” he said.

I sighed. He probably just wanted me to get out of the bathroom.

“Okay, I’ll get out.” I was not happy about hiding in the bathroom in my own house. This was not supposed to happen. After drying myself, I stepped out.

“Are you okay?” he asked when he saw me.

I nodded and he went into the bathroom. I went to my bedroom and quickly changed into pyjamas that were in form of a shirt and short. I hoped that would be enough to keep his hands off me.

It was not.

As soon as he returned, he started touching me.

“I don’t feel very well,” I said.

“You just said you were fine.”

“I didn’t want you to worry,” I said. “Let’s do this in the morning.”

“But I want you now.”

“Please understand.”

“Come on,” he said, gently leading me towards the bed.

“Alright,” I said.

Judging by the way he was looking at me, I decided it was safer to accept than to say no. I was already scared of him. I let him do whatever he wanted. The good thing he did not take long. When he came, he got off me and rolled to other side of the bed. I sighed in relief. Finally, it was over.

I had to get rid of this man, but couldn’t do it at night. If I had to stay somewhere else until he left me, I would. That sex had been terrible and there was no way I was going to put up with that again.

I was the most important person in my life. I couldn’t prioritize anyone else over me anymore. Kyle Munther had to go. I had no idea how to do it but it was time to get rid of that obsessive man.

I barely slept that night as I spent the night trying to come up with ways of sending Kyle away. The biggest problem was that I was the one who had called him back after rejecting him. He was not going to like that.

When morning came, I managed to get out of bed before him and went to the bathroom with my clothes. By the time I came out, I was dressed and ready to go. He tried to touch me but i showed him that he was not going to get anything that morning.

Eventually, we left my apartment. In my head, I swore that I would not let him back again.