IN LOVE WITH MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS (He Is Betrothed, But Mine)

CHAPTER ONE

Finally, I am graduating.

I bounce my legs up and down happily as I wait for my name to be called.

“Olivia Macurry.” at the sound of my name, I am up and running towards the stage.

I can't believe this is happening to me, after everything I went through to be able to go to school. All my tears, sweat, suffering, it all led me to this one moment.

The moment I get my degree. With a big smile on my face, I walk forward.

“Congratulations Macurry” the Dean says, a permanent fake smile etched on his face. I nod, smile for the camera then head down the stage.

Unlike my other classmates, there is no one in the crowd for me. No one screaming my name or how proud they are to have me, no one is here on my special day.

Quickly shoving the feeling of crying down my pit, I pull off my beautiful charming smile. Today is a happy day. I refuse to think sad thoughts.

I am not much to look at just a normal waist length redhead with Hazel eyes, not like the hot girls I see around.

“LIV!!!” my dearest friend, Stacy Steven, screams from a mile away running towards me while jumping up in excitement.

“STACY!!!” I shout, running towards her.

We meet halfway, embracing each other at the same time squealing happily.

Stacy Steven has been my friend for over three years now. She is the only one I can say knows a lot about me. Even though there are some things she doesn't know, and it's not because she is not a good friend because she is.

I just don't like to share my private life. I mean it's my life, so I like to keep it to myself duh.

“We are done baby!!” she yells, waving her hands dramatically.

I laugh with her. We grab our caps, flinging it into the air as we jump.

“I am so happy!!!!” she shouts, dancing about.

“It's time to celebrate–”

“Umm…. Stacy, I have to get ready for work, so I am going to have to pass.” I whyne, swaying my hips left, and right.

She pouts sadly. Her parents called us over for some pictures. After taking numerous pictures with the family, I quickly headed home.

I work as a stripper at a club called ‘Pleasure’. It's a big club with a lot of dirt going on there. I mean it's not my best choice, but my only option for now.

I quickly change into simple jeans and top knowing that I would still change at work. My home isn't much to write about.

The bed is small, you only take about five steps or so in the room. My kitchen consists of only a small dove, beside my bed is a small stool, there is a small closet by the side of my bed which makes the room smaller.

The walls are painted dull gray, my bed