Crushing on the Billionaire : Curvy girl/Age gap romance

CONTENTS Crushing on the Billionaire NEWSLETTER Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Epilogue Epilogue Epilogue Texting My Mom’s Ex My Forbidden Crush Top Reads NEWSLETTER A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS BRATVA BEAR SHIFTERS LAIRDS & LADIES RUSSIAN UNDERWORLD IRISH WOLF SHIFTERS INKED BY LOVE TEXT ME YOU LOVE ME Collaborations About the Author CRUSHING ON THE BILLIONAIRE AN AGE GAP, CURVY GIRL ROMANCE _______________________ A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 326 FLORA FERRARI Copyright © 2023 by Flora Ferrari All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental. The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers. CRUSHING ON THE BILLIONAIRE It’s impossible, but there he is, walking across the street… toward me. Luke Hart, the tech billionaire and my crush. Is this a dream come true or a dream I will wake from? The man I’ve crushed on since I was a lonely kid, obsessed with programming, says he’s chosen me for a programming opportunity. Good things don’t happen to people like me. There’s no way this is real. Right? Luke is a billionaire, a tech mogul, and a cybersecurity specialist. My idol. My dream man. I’m nineteen, nearly homeless, with no one to turn to but my trusty laptop after my roommate’s boyfriend gets violent with me. When opportunity comes your way with shelter to boot, you take it. I expect a hostel. A dormitory. Something like that. Not a penthouse with all the comforts imaginable. Luke is my crush, but there’s no way he would feel the same, right? I’m no model with no experience in the dating scene. Why would he want me? But the way his eyes heat when he looks at me tells a different story. Is Luke just using me for some fun, a pet project, or is there something real here? * Crushing on the Billionaire is an insta-everything standalone romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger. NEWSLETTER Get a free, new, original story NOW by joining my mailing list and staying subscribed. CLICK HERE >> Get a FREE book now CHAPTER ONE Jane This is my happy place: headphones on, sitting at my computer, heavy metal music blasting in my ears as I tap the keys. The programming book is open to the side of my keyboard. The equations and processes are so much simpler than people. Programming will never abandon me, leave me stranded for almost a week, shaking in the corner, wondering if anybody will ever come and get me. I’ll never let that happen again. I wince when there’s a crashing sound from the next room. It’s so loud that it cuts through the screaming voices of the heavy metal. I listen to this kind of music specifically to block any sounds, not just from the outside but also from the inside of my mind. It’s difficult to focus when my roommate and her boyfriend are arguing next door. Taking a moment, I rub my hands up and down my face. My eyes are sore from staring so long at the screen. My clock tells me I’ve been at it for two hours this evening, and I did three hours earlier, before my cleaning shift. Another crash. I wince, taking off my headphones. Axel’s voice penetrates the paper-thin walls. “You say you love me, Lily. How the fuck am I supposed to believe you?” Standing, I pace a circuit of the room. I hate living here since Axel moved in. This apartment is supposed to just be for Lily and me. They arranged it through the orphanage program, but Lily doesn’t care about my opinion when her boyfriend is concerned. She can do better than an asshole hopped up on beer and who knows what else. He’s an animal who throws a tantrum every few days. Bang, bang, bang. Oh, great. Now he’s knocking on my door. “Leave her alone, Axel,” Lily says weakly, her voice just about audible. “Jane,” Axel yells, banging on the door again. “You in there?” “You know she’s in there. She’s working.” “Working,” he laughs meanly. “I wouldn’t call listening to music and staring at a computer screen work.” “It is to her.” Another knock and something’s rattling inside of me. It’s like my resolve is shaking toward an explosion. On the wall, Luke Hart stares at me from the cover of Forbes. He’s a billionaire who founded the most successful antivirus software in the world. Tall and muscled, he stares from the cover as if telling me everything will be okay. He’s wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up, arms folded in a conquer-the-world pose, his forearms showing his muscles. His hair is dark with some silver dust, shaved short on the sides and longer on top. It makes him look younger than his thirty-nine years, but not by much, and I actually like that. Or maybe like is an understatement. He’s so mature and experienced. I bet he’s nothing like Axel. Axel is a complete pig. I’ve never seen him behave kindly unless he’s on the phone with his little sister. Then he looks human. Otherwise, yep, total pig. “Axel, stop!” He pushes the door open, striding into my bedroom. Axel is tall and wide-shouldered, with a jock look and a