I Stole My Roommate’s Broke Boyfriend Then Found Out He Owned New York – I shifted slightly, sore all over. Great had his back to me and was pulling on a pair of faded jeans. “You’re awake?” Great turned around. His gaze lingered on my exposed collarbone for two seconds. Then his lips curved into a teasing smile. “Last night wasn’t bad.” My cheeks flushed instantly, and I lowered my head in panic. Great walked over to the bed and took a ring out of his pocket. “Don’t have cash on me. Use this as payment.” “It’s just a fake stone. Not worth anything. Keep it as a souvenir.” I’d seen a wealthy businessman wearing something similar at the club.
That day, he’d gotten drunk, slapped a diamond on the table, and bragged that it was a one-of-a-kind gem, like the Star of Africa. That stone alone was worth a downtown apartment. Idiot. He was so addicted to playing poor, he really thought I’d never seen the world. I pushed the stone back to him. “No. I can’t take this.” I lifted my head, my eyes filling with mist. “What kind of person do you think I am?” Great raised an eyebrow, as if surprised. “I told you it’s not worth anything. Just take it and play with it.” “It’s your family heirloom.
Even if it’s fake, it must still matter to you.” I grabbed his hand and pushed the stone back into his palm. Great stared into my eyes for a long moment. Then he let out a soft laugh and put the stone away. “Fine. Quinn Harrison, right? I’ll remember that.” When I got back to the dorm, Lucy was sitting in front of the mirror, putting on lipstick. A brand-new designer bag sat beside her. “Well, look who finally came back.” She glanced at me through the mirror. I kept packing my things and ignored her. When Lucy saw I wasn’t taking the bait, she crossed her arms and studied me. “Quinn, I told you to get rid of Great. Where exactly did you get rid of him?” I stopped what I was doing and looked up at her. “Aren’t you with Mr. Clock? Why do you still care about Great?” Lucy’s face turned red at once, and she sneered. “Let me warn you. I may not want that broke loser anymore, but picking up my leftovers is pretty disgusting, don’t you think?” I lowered my eyes and said nothing. Arguing with an idiot was a waste of breath. That afternoon, I got a text from Great. “Dinner tonight.” At dusk, I put on a dress on purpose and waited for him at the school gate. Great showed up right on time, still looking cold and distant.
I followed behind him, silently calculating what he wanted tonight. He suddenly stopped. “Quinn, about last night…” Before he could finish, someone cut him off. “Well, if it isn’t Great.” I turned around and saw Lucy hanging on the arm of a greasy rich kid, staring at us with a provocative look. “What? I dumped you, and you found a replacement that fast?” Lucy’s gaze swept over us both, full of contempt. “Great, you’re broke. Who gave you the nerve to date anyone? What can you even buy her?” Great’s face darkened. I stepped forward and stood in front of him. “Who I eat dinner with isn’t something I need to report to you, is it?” Lucy’s rich boyfriend looked me up and down with interest.
“This your friend? She’s pretty innocent-looking. Why doesn’t she join us for dinner tonight?” Lucy’s expression changed instantly. She quickly grabbed his arm. “Honey, aren’t we going to a movie? Don’t waste time with people like this.” Then she shot me a glare and dragged the man away. Great looked at me. “You’re pretty good at protecting people.” I lowered my head, revealing a pale stretch of neck. “I just thought she went too far.” He suddenly laughed, his tone lightly teasing. “Come on. Let’s go eat.”