Spoiling The Billionaire’s Good Son

Renee’s POV

A soft beam of morning glow fell into the room, causing me to squint my eyes. I groaned at the sudden disturbance and turned to the other side of the bed. What the heck? Please don’t tell me it’s morning already cause I wasn’t even planning to wake up anytime soon.

“Fucking fuck!” I muttered and forced my eyes open. Looking at my bedside clock, I frowned when I saw that it was some minutes to nine. The fuck? When did I start waking up so late huh?

I quickly jumped down from the bed and went straight into the bathroom to carry out my early morning routine before setting off to work. Damn, the guys at the drugstore must’ve been waiting for me to come suck their dicks. Ewww, disgusting right? But what to do? That was what provided enough money for me to take care of my dad and school stuff.

After washing my face, I stared at myself in the mirror like I used to do every day. Each time I did this, I saw a different me, a different Renee, staring back at me. I had dark brown hair which stopped halfway in my back and a pair of arched brows which looked down on sweeping long lashes.

My constelling-blue eyes looked much more beautiful when I wasn’t stressed or tired but unluckily for me, I was always stressed out and tired as fuck. It looked a lot worse when I didn’t have a proper rest, just like now.

My dainty nose stood above pouting beautiful pink lips. Nick always said it was one of the most alluring features I possessed cause he’s always tempted to steal a kiss, especially when I was sad or angry. He also said I had a set of dazzling, angel-white teeth that lit up the room anytime I smiled.

I could never believe him because he was a flirt. A very dirty one at that. Too bad I was always the first girl he tried all his new dirty games on before moving on to the other girls in school. Well, what did I expect from having someone like him as a best friend?

Once I walked out of the bathroom, I paused and looked around. Oh crap, I can’t believe I had forgotten that I was no more at the old town. I was in a new town now and I’m sure no sane person would pay so much for their dicks to get sucked by a teenage girl.

I got down the stairs and went over to the kitchen but I didn’t find anyone, not even Mrs. Grace. I turned to walk out but my tummy rumbled, causing me to stop abruptly. I didn’t have dinner last night and oh, about last night, jeez it was so fucking awesome. I can’t remember the last time I danced and had so much fun In my life. I was either sucking so many dicks to pay off our debts or searching around for new clients.

I looked around the spacious and neat kitchen with glint in my eyes. Everywhere was fucking sparkling with lots of kitchen equipments and I couldn’t wait to lay hands on all of them. Obviously, I wouldn’t know how to make use of most of them but with Mrs. Grace’s help and guidance, I’d learn in no time.

Maybe I’ll just make breakfast for everybody. I thought to myself as I walked further into the kitchen. I went to the fridge and grabbed the necessary food stuff I needed but something was missing. Eggs. I began looking around for it but soon enough, I got tired cause I was doing that on an empty stomach. For fuck’s sake, it felt like I was gonna pass out.

“Hey, are you okay?” Shane asked, walking into the kitchen. I looked behind my shoulder to spare him a glance but I ended up staring at him from head to toes. Fucking fuck, how can one be this hot and handsome at the same time?

Jeez, Ren, get a fucking hold of yourself. It’s so early to start drooling over some guy. I said in my mind but that didn’t make me look away as my eyes glued to him. His dark hair looked messy and that gave him this really hot morning look. Damn, I bet his head would look so fucking nice in between my legs with my fingers digging into his hair.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

GET. A. HOLD. OF. YOUR. FUCKING. SELF. RENEE MORGEN!

“Good morning to you too, pussy” I said, stressing the last part as I looked away from him. Finally! He looked scared already like my eyes were actually gonna murder him.

“That’s not my name, stop calling me that!”

“Or what?”

“Because that’s not my name. I’m Shane so please, can you stop calling me that?”

I turned to look at him and chuckled because he actually looked so fucking cute but stressed. He wore a long sleeved shirt over a white t-shirt, hmmm, fucking neat right?

“Why do you seem stressed over some fucking name? I mean, it’s not like you even know what it is, judging by how you wouldn’t spell it out yourself. Wait. Do you know what a pussy is?”

He shut his eyes and gulped hard with his Adam’s apple bulging out. I could tell he was nervous with the way his hands were fisted on his sides but who cares? We were just having a normal conversation. Asking if he knows what a fucking pussy is is normal right? It’s no big deal.

“Oh wait, you don’t know the meaning? Jeez, you’re even a bigger pussy if you don’t know the hole you swimmed out from”

“It’s a woman’s private part!” He blurted out with so much energy and I cringed. What’s with this guy?

He looked so uncomfortable as he wiped his lips with the back of his palms. I think I should let this go but I found myself asking. “Wait, does the sound of it turn you on? Are you actually having a hard-on right now?”

He looked up at me in shock and slowly, I walked over to him. He kept moving backwards, trying to get away from me until he could no longer move anymore as he got stuck between the fridge and me.

“W… What are you doing?”

I looked up at him and smirked before lowering my eyes to his pants, just in between his legs. “Nothing” I responded and he heaved “But I just wanna see. I wanna see how turned on you are”