Prologue (Kylie)

Note From Author:

Firstly I would like to say a big thank you to my daughter. Parenting is not an easy pass. We sometimes make tough decisions that are life-altering for the sake of our kids. But you little girl make it all worthwhile. All you got to do is smile kid. You already own my heart. Keep your chin up, shoulders back, and never forget that smile.

Secondly, I want to say to all my readers, subscribers, bloggers that read my work, “It is an honor to have you read my books, and if I managed to make at least one of you smile then it is worth it. I love you guys.”

Love Hate and Billions

Book 1

Play List

1. Mayday – Cam

2. Let you down- NF

3. Say you won't let go - James Arthur

4. Cold – Maroon 5

5. Cheat codes – Demi Lovato

6. Down – Marian Hill

7. Kiwi – Harry Styles

8. Say Something - Justin Timberlake

9. Believer – Imagine Dragons

10. Too much to ask – Niall Horan

11. Don't let me down – Chainsmokers

12. Silence- Marshmello

13. Stargate – Waterfall

14. Not easy – Alex da kid

15. In the name of love – Martin Garrix

16. Rehab – Rihana ft. Justin Timberlake (theme song)

He was a MADE MAN and I was his MUSE

My legs are numb, I can't feel the fresh blood seeping through my jeans. I try to push myself up, but it's no use, my legs were both fucked. One bullet lodged into my right thigh, the other my left calf. I should scream, I should curse. I should've done lots of things differently.

“I warned you to stay away, I told you what would happen.” He snarls, spitting on the ground.

“You rich kids are too fucking spoilt, thinking you can have it all.”

I groan,

My body aching,

I can feel the blood, hot and pulsing through my thigh.

I don't swear him,

I don't curse.

I'm not stupid,

I know he'll finish me,

I know my limit.

My only hope is that the cops would find me. They knew where I was, I had barely managed to call them before the first bullet echoed through the air.

My hair matted to my forehead from the sweat drenching my skin. But I don't move my hand, I don't dare move it from my shoulder. I have to keep the pressure on the wound or I am going to die.

The sound of a helicopter approaches, lights flickering over head. It's so bright, that if I didn't believe in God already I am going to now. It isn't long after I hear my assaulter’s shoes rushing off that I hear the car speed by.

Relief floods me as I allow the pain to rush through me tenfold and finally break screaming.

Life was unfair, it was fucked up. I curse as the pain takes over me, I welcome it.

Our parents never told us that the monsters were real, they never warned us that there is no happy ending.

Only death and heartache.

I thought love could conquer all.

I thought I could overcome any hurdle to be with the one man I love.

The man who stole my body and possessed my heart.

But life had a different plan for me.

It is evident as I'm lying on the ground of an empty dock with three bullets stuck in me bleeding to death.

There is no familiar person here to console me,

no savior to protect me.

It is just ME.

I thought I had all the answers.

I thought I was strong enough to walk unscathed on the path of darkness.

The only person I was, the only one I ended up being, was a foolish twenty-year-old who thought she could play with the big boys and got fucked up her ass in the process.

He told me to walk away, he warned me that it wouldn't end well.

I knew Vincent Stone was a bad person. I just didn't know how bad he really was until I was already too deep, lost to the maze of OBSESSION.

Now,

I can't find my way out, no matter how hard, or fast I try because now I have sealed my fate. Now he has claimed me, tainted me, marked me as his knowing, he would never be mine.

He was a made man, and I was his muse.