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The Billionaire’s Promise

“I have bad news Boss. Your wife was kidnapped from the cruise ship. Her bodyguards colluded with the kidnappers.” “What? “ The pen he was holding snapped into two. His face contorted in fury. “Find out who the kidnappers are right now! Exhaust all resources to bring her back!” He commanded urgently, his voice filled with both anger and anguish. “Bo… Boss. Their get away boat was caught in a tornado and has capsized. The kidnappers’ bloated bodies were recovered. Your wife is missing.” The assistant was scared to say that probably his wife is also dead. Time stood still. Erik felt as if an iron fist squeezed his heart. It stopped beating for a few seconds and he cannot breathe. Clutching his chest, He staggered backwards and fell down as he lost consciousness. *** Meet Erik Lee. He is from a broken family but has an exceptional business acumen. Despite his dark past he became a self made billionaire at a very young age. Aryana Jones is a very beautiful mixed blood woman whose father was Erik’s chauffeur. She hated Erik because he stole his father from her and was the reason for his death. When they met again, he saved her not just once but twice. She has forgiven him for while she hated him in the surface, she has also loved him from the bottom of her heart for as long as she can remember. During their chanced encounter, Erik remembered the promise he made to Aryana’s father when he died in his arms 6 years ago. Who would have thought that when Erik fulfilled that promise, he had caused Aryana too much heartache and exposed her to unknown dangers. Amidst the schemes of their enemies especially the calculative woman who was Erik’s first love, will Aryana survive?

Azalea_Belrose · Urban
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249 Chs

She Changed

At the Midnight Club...

"Did you take care of it?" Erik's sounded tired.

"Yes, Erik.  All the photos and articles were deleted."  Marlon quickly replied.

"Find out who is responsible and make sure that the person is out of industry tomorrow." 

Marlon gagged.  How ruthless. 

"Uhmm, Erik isn't it obvious who is responsible?  Those photos were taken from Italy."

Erik glared at him. 

"Ok, boss!  Tomorrow, heads will roll."  Marlon laughed lightly.

"You know all too well that I don't want my private matters on the internet." Erik snapped at him.

"Heh, but the wedding photos with Aryana is okay with you? " Alex butted in.

"That's different.  That's a commercial."  Erik defended.

Alex, Franco, and Marlon chuckled at the same time.