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Agatha

Shawn Lewis, the owner of the biggest lending company in New York City is known everywhere for being a young bachelor. Ruthless, a man who takes no for an answer. He is handsome. A billionaire. Hot and irresistible. Women will do everything just to spend a night with him and men want to be him. He has everything he needs. Wealth, fame, women, people’s attention, and he most certainly can get what he wants just in a flick of his wrist. Agatha Morrison, a simple and uneducated woman who flew all the way to New York City in a hope of changing her life, but found herself being betrayed by the people she trusted the most. With the last penny she has in her pocket, she'll make the most out of it and will soon find herself in a haven she doesn’t want to get out of. They will both meet each other and will be trapped in a so-called “Forbidden Love” that they will soon find too hard to escape. But will they really want to escape? After all the moments they shared? DISCLAIMER Everything you are about to read in this book is a product of my imagination. Any similarities to NAME, PLACE, EVENTS, or ORGANIZATIONS are purely coincidental. There are mature contents ahead so be warned and read at your own risk. A/N This is one of my few well-written novels I would be proud to share with you. I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. Join Shawn and Agatha as they fight through the odds to get the love, they both deserve to have. Thank you for taking the time to read "Agatha". Much appreciated. With Love, Stellar

Stellar_Roots · Urban
Not enough ratings
74 Chs

45. “What do I deserve to know?!” 

Agatha

My hands shake as I place the teacup back on the table. I've been feeling nervous since we arrived back from Thousand Oaks, knowing the fun days are over and that I have to deal with the worst matter at hand. Martin and Stacey agreed to meet with me today, I've been sitting in this café for almost an hour now, I received a text from Stacey that they had their tire changed on the way. 

I kept looking around me, hoping no one recognizes me and that no one followed me here. I had to make up a story for Shawn to believe. His birthday is coming, and I told him I had to go out myself to buy him a birthday present. He's been calling me since I left and I kept turning off my phone, too afraid to answer it while I'm a nervous wreck. 

The door entrance chimed and my eyes darted to the tall man with dirty blonde hair, Martin. He's still as good looking as I first met him and on his arm is Stacey, he guides her as they both enter the café.