The One True Billionaire's Heir

Chapter Eighty

Chapter 80

“Oh shit”

Her phone beeped ominously, an indication that her battery was pretty low and she hadn't brought her charger. She had her second interview the next day.

She held up the blanket, not wanting to wake Jerry. Turning to the bedside table, she picked up her phone again.

Five missed calls.

“Oh f***. Must be the interview lady”

She pulled up her call application and just then the same number popped up. Her phone rang loudly. She reduced the volume hastily. Jerry turned on his side, still very much asleep. If he woke up, she was as good as late for that interview.

She peered her sleepy eyes into the phone screen to read the name.

“Shit!”

A hand ran through her shoulder.

“Hey babe”

Sasha shoke first with fear, quickly turning the face of her phone down. He kissed her, from the nape of her neck to her bare, naked shoulders, not noticing her surreptitious action. His hands cupped her naked breasts, his legs moving between hers.

“Hey you”, Sasha said, touching his hands lig