BILLIONAIRE'S 10 MILLION BRIDE
Meet Angelou, a smart and independent businesswoman who built a name for herself after years of hard work and determination. She tirelessly cares for her foster parents as a simple gratitude for providing everything for her since adoption. But when her foster father mismanages the family business, he seeks help and arranges a partnership with multi-billionaire Ferdinand Levine. A partnership that includes Angelou marrying his only heir, Gabriel. Angelou and Gabriel got tangled with the arranged marriage, both having their own respective objections and goals. Angelou being at the top of her career and loving her singlehood, while Gabriel wanting to get his revenge on her and at the same time take full control of his father’s conglomerate. As their world collides, blossoming love and danger intertwine in this gripping billionaire romance. “I hate to burst your bubble, Miss, but this marriage is nothing more than just a deal. You can dream all you want, I will not stop you from doing so, but these are all temporary. So enjoy the moment while it lasts.” “As long as this will keep my family’s name from destruction, then I am more than willing to spend temporary hell with you until our fake marriage is over. I am doing all of this for my parent’s sake. So come hell or high waters, even if I need to be in the abyss just to save them, then so be it.” “Don’t ever fall in love with me, Miss. Don’t you dare or you’ll be sorry.”
DESPERATE TIMES CALL FOR DESPERATE MEASURES
Day three and still no sign of Angelou. I had been waiting for her since day one but still, no Angelou had returned home. The days that passed seemed like forever. The waiting process itself was torturously hellish, adding to my guilty conscience that was tormenting me even in my slumber. I was tempted to fetch her in their family home, which I am certain she could be found, but my pride constrained me.
I tried to occupy myself with things that will make me think less of her, but I wasn't successful. I even tried to distract myself by staying in the attic overnight and doing what I love to do best, but it was still futile. The image of her absolutely mad at me constantly enters my mind, which only heightened my travails.