Chapter 105

He looked around and saw Becky standing behind him, her fists on her hips, her mouth tightly pursed, her eyes darting. "We can build it all ourselves, so stop bullying the poor man." His patience becoming thin, he replied, "Becky, I am a billionaire." Every day, I purchase and sell multimillion-dollar businesses. I don't assemble my own furniture. Barry sneered and added, "If you can't handle a little bit of DIY—" "Then leave it to me. I'll have it put together in no time," she said. It was heated, and he felt an overpowering need to bring Becky into his arms and kiss her beautiful mouth until she forgot her own name. Despite her small size, Becky possessed a toughness that had never been seen in him before. He walked passed her to where the trolley was and said, "Fine. We'll build it together." It hadn't even been twenty-four hours and already these two tiny females had upset the delicate balance of his life; he couldn't remember ever feeling so out of his depth and he didn't like it