BILLIONAIRE'S BRIDE

BILLIONAIRE'S BRIDE

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By:   Sammy  Ongoing
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Walking into that bar in that fateful night, Tris had no idea it will alter the course of her life forever. Four is a man with secrets and a painful past. Will he be able to get over his demons and come clean about what happened ten years ago.

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Chapter One

Chapter One. Tris. "So what are we having? Whiskey? Soda? Wine? You look like a wine person, do you need a minute? The bartender asked me , as i settled into an empty chair. "Any chance i can get a cosmo?" i asked looking around,it was a little too quiet for a Friday night. "Nope, but i have all the hard stuff." "Make it a shot of Jack Daniels." i said looking around the empty bar. Its a little past midnight now. And that's when i spotted him. He was tall and had broad shoulders. He had tattoos that slide all the way up to his shirt sleeves, his shirt was purple in color which complimented his skin well. He was about ten feet away from me, but there was enough light that i could see his eyes as they slowly dragged over my body without revealing a single thought. This guy holds his cards well. I though to myself as I caught him lick his slips slowly, such a guy move! The bartender came back to me with my drink and I lost concentration of the guy i was watching watch me for ...

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16 Chapters
Chapter One
Chapter One. Tris. "So what are we having? Whiskey? Soda? Wine? You look like a wine person, do you need a minute? The bartender asked me , as i settled into an empty chair. "Any chance i can get a cosmo?" i asked looking around,it was a little too quiet for a Friday night. "Nope, but i have all the hard stuff." "Make it a shot of Jack Daniels." i said looking around the empty bar. Its a little past midnight now. And that's when i spotted him. He was tall and had broad shoulders. He had tattoos that slide all the way up to his shirt sleeves, his shirt was purple in color which complimented his skin well. He was about ten feet away from me, but there was enough light that i could see his eyes as they slowly dragged over my body without revealing a single thought. This guy holds his cards well. I though to myself as I caught him lick his slips slowly, such a guy move! The bartender came back to me with my drink and I lost concentration of the guy i was watching watch me for
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Chapter Two
Chapter Two. Tris. The strangely sexy man watched me smoke for a while, like I was some piece of art. Unable to continue standing there in total silence, I cleared my throat and turned to fully face him. "Is it a woman?" i threw a question at him to get the attention off me. "Did she break your heart?" He looked at me, like really looked at me. Something in his eyes sparkled, and I could almost see a grin. His eyes meet mine, and he just stared at me. I have never seen eyes as intimidating as his, maybe i have, but his seemed darker attached to his beautiful face and intimidating presence. He didn't answer my question right away, he took a sip of his beer, then laughed a little. Even his laugh was sexy, the kind of laughter that seemed genuine and echoed. "What makes you think my heart is broken and by a woman?" He leaned onto the wall so that he could now face me. "Oh, oh am sorry, I don't judge whichever gender you are into. But if am being honest, you don't seem like the typ
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Chapter Three
Chapter Three. Tris. I shouldn’t have been so nervous riding a private elevator up to a penthouse apartment on Fifth Avenue. The sight of high ceilings and prewar architecture wasn’t new to me, and really, it was all to be expected from a man who seemed to own damn near everything. And the coveted his anxiety as he watched for my reaction.His home was as beautiful as the man himself. It was sleek, modern, and cool. His private space was warm and sumptuous, filled with antiques and art anchored by gorgeous Aubusson rugs laid over gleaming hardwood floors.“It’s…amazing,” I said softly, feeling privileged to see it. But again he brings all his women back here so it was no priviledge really. “Come in.” He tugged me deeper into the apartment. He led me through the living room and down a hall to his bedroom.“Wow,” I breathed when he flicked on the light. A massive sleigh bed dominated the space, the wood dark which he seemed to prefer and the linens a soft cream. The rest of the furni
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Chapter Four
Pregnant. Despite the warmth of the summer day, an uncomfortable chill settled over my skin as i settled on the bench just a few blocks from the apartment I shared with my best friend Chloe. I shivered even as the sun’s rays found my tightly clenched fingers, the heat not yet chasing away the goose bumps. A bright blush chased the chill from my cheeks as i remembered the night in question, the night we met and how hard he had fucked me before we were interrupted by his wife. He had a wife, the thought came back to me again, I was pregnant for a married man. After the fateful night, we never exchanged contacts or names, I had no idea who he was and neither did he. But now I was carrying his child. He had made love to me countless times, murmuring to me in Greek warm, soft words that had made my heart twist during that fateful night. I remembered as I clenched my legs together remembering how my body responded to his touch. I had no money, I could barely take care of myself ho
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Chapter Five
Tris. Tris tilted the margarita glass to her lips and took a long swallow. Tartness collided with the salt, exploded on her tongue, and burned through her blood. Unfortunately, not fast enough. She still had a shred of sanity left to question her actions.The violet fabric covered book beckoned and mocked. She picked it up again, leafed through the pages, and threw it back on the contemporary glass table.Ridiculous. Love spells, for God’s sake. She refused to stoop to such a low. Ofcourse, when her best friend, chloe, cast her own spell, she had been supportivea nd cheered her actions to find her soul mate.But this was completely different. Tris cursed under her breath and stared out the window. A sliver of moonlight leaked through the cracks of the organic bamboo blinds. Another evening gone. Another disastrous date. The demons threatened, and there was no one here to fight them back until dawn.Why did she never feel a connection? This last one had been charming, intelligent, and
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Chapter Six
Tris. It had been a few days since I tried the ritual Chloe convinced me to do, but maybe it really didn't work, because nothing had happened. I had no real prospects yet. But tonight I was not going to think about it, tonight I was going to have fun, cut loose and enjoy myself. The neon lights of the club pulsed in rhythm with the bass, casting vibrant hues across the packed dance floor.I stood at the entrance, adjusting my dress a deep red number that hugged my curves just right. Chloe called it the money maker, and she had let me borrow it tonight. “Tonight is going to be epic!” Chloe exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation next to me as she let her hair fall freely all the way to her waist. I wished I could be more like her, she knew how to live in the moment, enjoy herself unlike me who was always second guessing every choice I made. I had promised myself a night of fun, a temporary escape from my responsibilities. Work had been draining lately, and I needed this n
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Chapter Seven
Tris. It was quite a long way from the kitchen to the office, especially when one was carrying a tray holding two tea cups, a pot of tea, milk and sugar, but Tris was used to it. Her small, slight frame belied her strength just as her soft, feminine features belied her nature. She pushed open the door of the outer office, which was hers, noticing with a frown the heavy masculine topcoat flung carelessly over the spare chair. Nick , her boss, often had visitors, but very few of them wore coats like that. It was wool, and expensive, meticulously tailored and lined in silk. Tris put down the tray, wondering about whether to give up her own cup for the visitor, when she realised that the inner door was not quite closed. "Well, you will have no problems with the job, of course," Nick was saying. "Not after working on the last project." "Which, I take it, means I could have in other areas."Although the man"s voice was faintly muffled, there was no mistaking its hard inflexibility, and
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Chapter Eight
Tris.The two men emerged from the office, and Tris darted a quick look at Tony's shuttered face. It told her nothing. When they had gone she stared unseeingly at her typewriter, ignoring the over flowing "in" tray, her mind racing frantically in circles as she tried to think of a way of ensuring that she need never set eyes on Tony Blake again. There wasn't one, of course. Not unless she gave up her job, and that was impossible. In a more buoyant economic climate she might have done so, even if it meant taking a drop in salary, but to take the risk in the middle of a depression would be extremely foolhardy. She needed her salary. Every penny of it. She closed her eyes, shivering suddenly with cold. The office door opened and she jerked upright, her face paper-white, but it was only Matt Dyson, one of the sub editors. It was the joke of the Globe that while Tris gave every other male the cold shoulder, Matt Dyson, the original worm who never turned, was her only male escort. "Is so
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Chapter Nine
Tris. It was after seven when Tris stepped wearily off the bus at the end of her road. There had been a last-minute panic necessitating recall of an article and she had worked late to help Nick get the crisis sorted out. The adrenalin flow which had helped her through the day had abated, leaving her feeling drained and exhausted. Her feet dragged as she walked up the tree lined avenue. It had been a perfect spring day, and now as long golden shadows fell across the pavement the last liquid notes of birdsong filtered sweetly through the air. She had a long way to commute, but she had particularly wanted a house with at least some pretensions towards being rural. She knew North London wasn't fashionable and people raised their eyebrows when they discovered how far out of town she was, but the house had a long back garden, which was enclosed with hedges and boasted half dozen wizened apple trees, and in the spring when they were in blossom and the cherry trees flowered along the suburb
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Chapter Ten
Tris Later, when she was tucking him up in bed, she inspected his features carefully. He showed his fathering, this child born out of what she had thought a night of perfect love and which instead had been an act of ruthless and deliberate expediency. He had nothing of her in him, unless it was his temperament. In looks he was all Tony; his father in exact miniature from his dark blue eyes to his thick glossy hair. When she first discovered she was pregnant she had been out of work and depressed. She had fainted twice in one week and put it down to nervous strain until, despite the fact that she had barely been eating, she discovered that her skirt wouldn't fasten round her waist. She had known the truth then, but refused to accept it, confirmation finally coming in the shabby, impersonal interview room of a pregnancy advice bureau. They had been kind and helpful, offering to arrange for a termination of her pregnancy, despite its advanced state.They had probably considered that sh
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