Sharing The Billionaire (Billionaire Ace #1) - Plot & Excerpts
There were a lot of really hot girls in this line, most of them with fake breasts and platinum hair. It looked like every person’s stereotype of Los Angeles women. I’m different, that’s good right? They want different. I hope they want different. I had doubted myself since I heard about this audition. I had all the traits a TV producer would look for: perky, natural breasts, long legs, a round, toned ass and a flat stomach. At the same time I had a tribal heart tattooed down my entire left ribcage, a diamond nose stud and chocolate hair which I didn’t keep very long. Come on, don’t doubt yourself. You’re different in a good way. Besides it’s about personality too right? You are oozing it. My friends had told me I was the funniest person they knew, but they were my friends. They were contractually obligated to lie to me. Maybe this was all a bad idea. I began to search for the exits, realizing it was at the very end of the long hallway we were told to wait in. The shame of walking, head down, to the exit while all the Los Angeles culture club bitches sneered at me was too much to face; I was in this.
What do You think about Sharing The Billionaire (Billionaire Ace #1)?
