Page 17 of Bully Billionaire Dragon

My heart is racing as if I just ran a marathon, and my skin has broken out into a cold sweat.

I need to see her, my dragon begs.

I nod before shaking my head.

No way.

I can’t see her after that dream.

Nothing even happened in it, my dragon whines.

He is right. It’s not like I had a sex dream, just a love profession. Which might even be worse.

I check the time and see that I slept the entire night but woke up ten minutes before my alarm. I have a text from Shane.

Thanks for the drinks last night. We should do this again soon.

This gives me the perfect opportunity to see his reaction.

Yeah, I’m going out later this week. You should bring Taylor. I’m sure she could use a night out and meeting some New Yorkers.

I wait for his response.

I see three little dots and then they disappear.

Swallowing, I begin to typeJK,but before I hit send, he responds.

I doubt she’d want to come, but I can ask.

My fist tightens as I fist bump in the air.

I don’t know why I am filled with a sense of relief, and is that…joy I am feeling?

It is, my dragon assures me.

I put my head in my hands and take a deep breath.

I will be seeing Taylor soon, and a big part of me cannot wait.

Chapter 5 - Taylor

“Taylor honey, you haven’t touched your food,” my mother whines as I move my mushy peas around my plate.

It has been a few days since I met with Druk Technologies and TJ Rubens re-entered my life. I have been working double time on this case so that I can be ready for the trial.

There is nothing I will enjoy more than seeing TJ Rubens and his coworkers lose. I try not to be smug before a case, but I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of relief knowing that this case will not only help my career but help my inner teen get some justice.

“Taylor is off in dream land,” Shane says with his hand covering his mouth full of food.

Someone so put together makes me wonder why such a successful psychologist is still living at home. He claims he has been saving up for a house, but I think he is in it for the free meals.

I stay silent as my family makes small talk about their lives and days. I wish I had a friend here in New York City. The only person I know is Dylan, and I am definitely not hanging out with a client outside of work.

That would be inappropriate, and while Dylan seems like a nice guy, there is something off about him.

Making an excuse to leave the dinner table, I get up and run to my childhood room. Being inside these walls just reminds me of how insecure I used to be. All because of TJ Rubens. Just thinking about him makes my stomach hurt.

I cannot believe that after all these years, I see him again, and he doesn’t even know me and hits on me. What a jerk.

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