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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?

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"And what made you so stressed today  Mr. President?  Is it your Grandpa and that pretty lady?"  Aryana looked at Erik with hooded eyes.  She was teasing him.

Erik looked at her with a sullen expression.

"Come here."  He beckoned to her. 

Aryana obediently stood from her chair and stepped toward Erik.  When he was near enough,  he pulled her and sat her on his lap.  He then reached out and slid his hand on her chest.

"What are doing?  Control yourself, Mr.  President.  Others would think that you are a pervert."  Aryana swatted his hand away.

"What are you thinking about?  You are dirty-minded.  I just want to look at your necklace."  Erik took out the golden chain and fiddled with the pendant. 

Aryana blushed.  She wrongly accused him.  She thought that he would do something to her.

"Bend a little bit."