Rating The Billionaire

You know what they say about secretly banging a billionaire... it's all fun and games... until it's suddenly not.

What if you could go back in time...for a one night do-over with the one that got away? Would history repeat itself, or be forever changed?

When sleeping with these high-profile men had already blown Naomi's world apart, would she risk losing it all to up the score?

We went to preschool school together.

To the same elite elementary and high schools.

Even the same exclusive college.

As the girls with the least powerful families, (and the smallest bank accounts, comparatively) we knew what it was like to never really belong. Excluded from everything, we became the side piece for guys who didn't have the balls to choose who they wanted in their lives. Guys who either were too caught up in their fame, to settle down, or too controlled by their families to have a choice in who they spent forever with.

Sometimes, being excluded…just hurt. And after graduation, over a pitcher of margaritas, we took that pain and turned it into a massive money-making blog. Ex Rated became a super-secret multi-million-dollar business we cooked up after yet another night of being screwed then screwed over, by yet another guy deemed way out of our league. Spilling all the graphic deets of who did what and how well, was equal parts vengeful and cathartic. But what we didn't know was while we were sharing our anonymous ratings of the nameless high-rollers we'd slept with over the years, someone was posting names.

Ours included.

Whoever said there's no such thing as bad press never got outed for kissing and telling in vivid detail about some of the most famous and infamous men in the world. We lost our revenue and our book deals, because they were powerful enough to have all our accounts shut down…the blog included.

But sometimes the end of one story is only the beginning to another... here's what happened next….