THE EXTRAORDINARY TRILLIONAIRE

Chapter 3: Shedding the mask she knew

Laughter rippled through the room in waves.

One student clutched his chest, another doubled over with laughter, another slammed the table, tears rolling down to his cheek out of sheer amusement,

and Dominic stood at the centre of everything, the woman he'd loved for four years the orchestrator of the embarrassment following her rejection.

"He borrowed old clothes to propose to the school's beauty."

"Who does he think he is? Even filthy rags want a good thing."

The mock Laughter doubled.

Dominic's hand curled at the side, his blood boiling with anger.

"Who the fuck do you say is flirting with my girl!" A deep arrogant voice cut through the room. The noises dipped. Heads wheeled towards the door.

Alexander Ridge strode into the restaurant like he owned the entire campus. He wore a black leather jacket, a silver stud jangled on his neck, catching the light and throwing it into everyone's eyes aggressively. Alexander is apparently the school's richest guy. Girls swam him like bees to honey, guys nod to his every word without arguments.

His father owns half the school, and the Ridge family owns businesses across the city that makes them worth millions of dollars.

Behind him flanked three of his morgrels.

Alexander walked over to Carol, he pulled her to his body and leaned his head, planting a deep rough kiss to his lips that made the restaurant went "Owwwwwwww."

"Now that is a perfect match." One male student cheered.

"Carol is lucky. I wish I was the one Alexander holds like that. My Ista***m page would be swamped with pictures of us in his latest Lambo." One girl said, her cheek flushing while her eyes sparked with envy.

Dominic's heart tightened watching Alexander kiss Carol. And what hurts more? She didn't move away. She pressed into the kiss, her hand finding Alexander's back. She was enjoying it or maybe she was enjoying making him watch another man take her.

In their four year relationship, Carol had never allowed him to touch her. Not even a kiss. She told him they'll have all the time to do everything, that he should hold on after they were finished with school, but here she was, melting in the arm of another man, the same guy she swore she hates.

Alexander turned to Dominic and licked the bottom of his lips mockingly, Carol's lipgloss smeared across his face. He flashed him a dirty grin of satisfaction.

"You see?" He jabbed a finger to his chest, grinning to his face. "I own her. I own everything on her. You piece of shit had the balls to walk up to my girl and yap nonsense. Yo, what do you think you got, Huh?"

Dominic's expression hardened. His jaw clenched. "I'm not a filthy guy like you who's chasing everything in skirts. You're a scum, A disgusting dude with the sense of a banana. The only thing you know is sticking your ugly rod around into girls. Prostitutes chasing after materials."

The entire restaurant fell into a deafening silence. No chair move, no cutlery clattered on plates.

Carol's eyes plastered with shock then changed into anger then rage in the beat of a second.

And Dominic? His anger changed into something else. Disappointment. The moment he watched the woman he gave four years tossed his affection away and kissed another man shamelessly in his front, he was done, and Carol is about to regret the decision of her life.

"What did you just call me?" She snarled, her voice cutting through the room like a blade, laced with fury. She clicked forward, heels echoing sharply. Her hand trembled at the side. She raised it and dropped it, aiming a slap to Dominic's face but her hand froze in the air, clamped in an iron grip. She gasped.