Mrs. Millionaire and the Homeless Woman Book 1

                                         CHAPTER ONE

“Dance, dance, dance . . . Keep on dancing.”

The music played, blasting from the speakers. The lights were dim, and the disco ball rotating above the dance floor spun slowly. A glittering of lights fell across the room like fireflies. Tilly and her best friend, Angie, were dancing jubilantly, bumping into each other and screaming with laughter. Their college mates joined them on the dance floor as they busted a move. Cabo San Lucas, a well-known destination for both spring breakers and A-list travelers, was the perfect location for Tilly and her friends to party.

Tilly needed fresh air, so she wriggled through the crowded bar with her friends behind her and went to the pool area where Latin music wafted through the air. It was infectious music, and everyone moved to the beat whether or not they could dance. They could hear people splashing around, even at this late hour—nearly midnight as the sky filled with stars.

Everyone returned to the bar, and Tilly bought a round of vodka on the rocks for the boys and tequila shots for the girls. One shot led to another, and by the time they finished, they were so drunk they staggered back to their rooms, collapsed onto their bed, and woke the next morning feeling nauseated from a hangover.

Believe it or not, it was just another typical day in the life of Tilly and her friends.


Angie’s boyfriend had just broken up with her, by a text message no less. Tilly wasn’t sure how Angie could face the day, let alone get through it. It was too upsetting and awkward. A girl’s vacation was exactly what Angie needed to mend her broken heart. Deciding on a vacation destination during summer had always been a challenge for Tilly. There were great cities in Asia to travel to, but this time, she and her friend were heading to Monte Carlo in Europe. A trip out of the country, drinking the best wine, eating exotic food, and meeting great looking men would allow Angie to focus on herself, forget her ex-boyfriend, and get some much-needed rest.



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