Surprised by the Billionaire

By Isla Chiu

Before I can lose my nerve, I wrap my arms around his neck and put my mouth on his.

Immediately, he kisses me back, placing his hand on the small of my back and thrusting his tongue between my lips.

I close my eyes, letting out a little groan. D*mn, he’s a good kisser.

Oh my God, what am I doing? I force myself to open my eyes. I only kissed him to distract him. Well, he’s definitely distracted now.

While his eyes are still closed, I move my hand toward the wallet in his pocket.

Just as I finger the black leather, he opens his eyes.

“What are you doing, Tiffany?” he asks in a low voice.

WORD COUNT: 4,300

A sexy short story about a young woman and a handsome billionaire!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Isla Chiu
• Release date: May 25, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005776367

Isla Chiu

When I manage to tear myself away from taking Buzzfeed quizzes and watching unhealthy amounts of TV, I write romance and smut. My works feature alpha males, sexy times, and/or my sarcastic sense of humor. I hail from Cleveland, aka the best freaking city in the world, and believe LeBron James is the perfect human being. Despite all of my efforts, I have never truly been able to quit caffeine. My problematic favorites include Taylor Swift and Gone with the Wind. I love to hate/hate to love k-dramas. If I say I’m on a diet, I’m just lying to you and myself. One of these days, I'm going to get hypertension from an excess of salt, both literal and figurative. If I'm awkward around you, I probably don't know what to say to you and/or I think you're hot. And despite what anyone says, Forrest Gump so deserved that Oscar over Pulp Fiction. 

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Surprised by the Billionaire

I SWALLOW, MY HEART pounding to the beat of the nightclub’s music, which sounds like something between an auto-tuned sparrow and a garbage disposal.

Pham, you have to relax, Adeline says. You can’t flirt with a guy if you look like you’re on the verge of puking up your dinner.

Adeline is a friend of mine, though I use the word friend loosely. We’ve known each other since high school, though we weren’t particularly close back then because we ran in different social circles. We only got to really talking to each other after I dropped out of college and moved back to town.

At first, I was wary when she approached me at the movie theater a few months ago, and to be honest, I’m still wary about her. She’s not a bad person, but she isn’t exactly a law-abiding citizen. In high school, she would skip more classes than she attended and casually vape in the restroom (I, on the other hand, was a straight-A student who attended every single class and studied her ass off in order to make her Vietnamese Immigrant Parents proud).

These days, instead of working at a traditional job, she makes a living by stealing money and expensive things from intoxicated rich guys at nightclubs, something that she’s very talented at. With her platinum-blond beauty and