The Millionaire's Games by Helen Cooper

shit.” He grabbed his tee shirt and boxers and put them on. “Did you know they were coming?”
     
    “No.” She spoke softly feeling her heart break as he rushed to his room. “I guess I’ll see you later.” She mumbled to herself as he rushed through the door. All his concern for her was gone as he rushed off to his girlfriend Monique.
     
    She lay there for a second before getting out of bed and heading for the shower. She paused hoping that Richard would come back to the room and apologize for just darting out. She felt used and worthless and cried as the water from the shower came crashing down on her, scalding her with its heat.
     
    She got dressed slowly and went down to the lobby to see Richard, Monique and David sitting at the restaurant eating breakfast.
     
    “There you are Louise.” David jumped up and rushed over to her, hugging him to her. “Surprise.”
     
    “Hey.” She smiled up at him, trying to hide her pain. “What are you guys doing here?”
     
    “Monique and I had to go to France to do a shoot for the commercial and we figured we could come over to London for the day to surprise you and Richard.” He grinned at her. “I figured you deserved a break and shouldn’t have to work on a Sunday.”
     
    “Oh thanks.” She smiled weakly at him; not bothering to tell him how wonderful Richard had been to her the day before.
     
    “I know what a slave-driver my brother can be.”
     
    Louise wondered if she should tell David that she knew that Richard wasn’t really his brother but decided against it. It didn’t really matter. Just like she didn’t. She walked with David to the table and noticed that Monique’s hand was resting on Richards’s leg. The redhead looked as beautiful as ever and Louise felt an overwhelming hatred overcome her.
     
    “Good Morning.” Richard smiled up at her with a strange look in his eyes and she turned her head away. This was her punishment for sleeping with a man in a relationship. No matter what type of relationship it was, she had no right to think it would become more. He had already told her where he stood.
     
    “Morning.” She smiled weakly at him and blanched at the look of superiority that Monique gave her.
     
    “Sleep well?” Richard’s eyes sparkled at his own words and Louise felt like slapping him.
     
    “Not particularly. There was something hard and irritating in my bed.” She spat back at him. He squinted his eyes and frowned.
     
    “We’ll have to talk later and see if we can sort it out.”
     
    “That’s fine. I’ve already taken care of it.” She looked away from him and reached for the teapot so that she could drink something.
     
    “I see.” He looked at her questioningly, like he didn’t have a clue what she was talking about and she ignored his look. She knew she was the fool who had fallen in love with someone who had promised nothing more than sex.
     
    “Good.” She spoke sharply and noticed that both Monique and David were looking at her curiously. “So breakfast looks yummy.” She spoke lightly attempting to change the subject.
     
    “It is delicious. I love English breakfasts.” David answered her eagerly while cutting into his sausage. “They eat soo heartily here.”
     
    “Yes, they do.” She smiled at him, happy that it wasn’t just Monique who had come to London.
     
    “So did Richard tell you the good news?” David spoke casually as he ate.
     
    “No. What good news?” She looked over at Richard who was glaring at David.
     
    “Nothing.” Richard’s voice was deep and he looked at her pleadingly as if begging her to change the subject.
     
    “Go on Richard. Don’t be embarrassed.” David laughed.
     
    “Leave it David.” Richard’s voice was harsh and he attempted a smile to soften his words.
     
    “But honey, I think she should know.” Monique’s voice was sweet as syrup as she reached over and grabbed his hand. She turned to look at Louise and gave her a superior look. “The