When billionaire Carter Blane is disinherited by his ruthless father, he's forced to prove himself by breaking the heart of the one person who can restore his inheritance - an innocent and kind-hearted girl named Alvira. But as he manipulates her into falling for him, he discovers that true love can be both his redemption and his downfall. Will Carter choose wealth and power over the only person who's ever loved him for who he truly is?"
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I shivered as the evenings cool breeze chilled my bare arms. I was going to work in a night club, for the first time in my life. This was would even be my first time of being in a nightclub, but I really needed the money, my friend – the only person I had in the world, Clarissa, was sick, and I needed money for her treatment. She had fought me over going to work at a night club, not minding that she was the one that was sick, and she was the one that needed the money. According to her, the nightclub was no place for an innocent girl like me. But, heaven knows I had no other choice other than being a stripper. However, age had helped me dress. Helping me strap my red lacy push up bra that made my boobs jut out in a way that really embarrassed me, making me blush. I was wearing a very short skirt, and fishnet garters that even made me feel more exposed, yet Clarissa had taken one look at me, and said I still looked ‘too innocent’ My work at the club, as the manager explained, was just to stand around, and convince the men to buy more drinks. I could already feel my emotions close to skyrocketing, and yet another hand slapped my butt, squeezing it, and muttering something in passing. Experiencing this finally made me lost my grip over my emotions as tears flowed freely down my cheek, soaking my lashes, and causing a ruin on my makeup. I felt alone, exposed and vulnerable at point. As I bit down hard on my lower lip, feeling a tremble all over my body from the cold. Realizing I was indeed very foolish to think I could handle this job. I mean I could I could face anything despite my traumatic experience in life but I guess this isn’t for me. "And why are you crying my lovely?” I felt a masculine, and yet gentle hand lift my chin, even as the scent of his powerful cologne hypnotized me. I lifted up my eyes, only to find myself looking into the most formidable jet black eyes I had ever seen before. Unable to keep looking, I looked away from his eyes, only to find myself looking at the rest of him. I sucked in a breath as my pulse started racing, and this time, when I trembled, it was not because of the cold. It was because of the magnetic power of this man. Gosh! He was the most handsome man I had ever seen, but there was a power he exuded that went beyond looks. He looked like everything in the club belonged to him – including me. I suppose but damn him though, he doesn’t own me, no one does. But my heart thudded against my chest at that realization. The man smiled, a little upward curve of his lips, but it transformed his face from dangerously ruthless, to ruthlessly sexy. I felt myself suck in another breath, and then, he drew me to himself – forcefully, so that my soft pliant body collided against his rock hard body, and then, I couldn’t think again, as his lips crushed against mine. I only had a few seconds to panic about this being the first time a man kissed me, when he started his experienced onslaught on my lips. I whimpered and unconsciously drew nearer to him as he devoured my mouth with a ruthlessness that bordered on cruelty. His teeth nibbled at my bottom lip, and when a whimper that ended in a moan escaped my tortured lips, he pulled my head even closer, and slipped his tongue into my mouth. As much as this made me feel somewhat, it felt so damn good. I whimpered again, from the acute pleasure his kisses brought, so intense, I was sure it was pain, and I felt my body melt completely against his. He yanked my head away from his then, pulling my hair, not gently, and making me whimper again in pain. The man angled my head, so that once again, I was looking into his powerful, unusual black eyes. For some unknown reason, I felt tears well up in my eyes again and spill over, but this man seemed to be enjoying my tears. His lips curved up in another smile that made him look even more dangerous. My heart skipped several beats – what had I gotten myself into!” "My my. What do we have here! This is a real beauty Carter. Where have you been hiding her.” Carter. His name was Carter. My mind registered the name, even as my heart skipped several beats. I knew his name would forever live in my head, just as I knew my lips would forever remember his kisses. Without realizing what I was doing, I lifted my hand and brushed the knuckles against my bottom lip as I turned my gaze to find out who had spoken. My lips felt raw, tender, and slightly bruised from ruthless kisses. The man who had spoken looked equally rich and powerful. He was dressed in expensive clothes, but he could not take my mind off Carter. I felt my heartbeat quicken in fear – why was my body reacting this way to someone I did not know. "I would like to see this one take it all off – how much do you guys even charge for a strip tease?” The man asked, and real fear slammed against my heart. I was not going to give any strip tease, or lap dance – not going to have sex with any body. I felt another tear slip from my left eye. I couldn’t do this. I was a virgin, had never even had a boyfriend, until today, I had never been kissed. Why were these men taking such am interest in me, instead of in the more experienced girls. "Why is she crying?” The man asked Carter. Carter shrugged. He was watching me intently as he replied. “Why don’t you ask her Larry.” "Well you own the place…” Larry shrugged, then suddenly, he drew me to himself, and crushed his lips to mine. I choked back a sob, as my soft hands fisted and beat against his chest. "Let me go p-please…” I whimpered. Larry let me go, but he seemed angry. “You were not begging Carter to let you go were you? You seemed to be enjoying his kisses –” he turned to Carter, “I’m holding out because it’s your nightclub, or else I’d drag this one to a nearby room and tear of her clothes.” "Please…” I could hear myself whimper. I hated the vulnerability in my voice. My eyes were not on Larry, they were focused on Carter, as my green eyes pleaded with his jet black ones. Somehow, I knew he had the power to save me – from whatever other man came by, he was the owner of the place after all. He had to be a billionaire, I knew owning even a small property in this expensive part of town could cost up to a billion, let alone such a big, expensive looking nightclub. The billionaire turned to face me now, dragging me to his side, a bit more gently. I could feel my body press against his powerful body, as his body heat warmed me till I was no longer trembling. "Offer the chick money Larry, if you want her to do anything for you. You of all people should know by now that the language of women is money.” Larry smiled. “One million dollars Little pet, and I want all your clothes off now.” Still pressed against the billionaire’s side, I shook my head shyly. Though I needed it, I didn’t want his money. The money the nightclub would pay at the end of the night was enough for me – and of course, I couldn’t possible strip for anyone. Larry looked angry now. “Well that’s all the money I’d offer for a whore” he said as he stormed off. The billionaire merely shook his head. “Maybe, this one is not a whore,”, he said softly to Larry’s retreating form. “I’ve tasted the innocence in her kisses.” "How did he even know that?” I wondered to myself. I guess he is an expert in women who are strippers, after all, it’s his night club. And to my surprise, the billionaire drew me into a warm hug, his big powerful body covering my tiny one, so that I felt warm, safe, covered. When he finally pulled away, his lips took mine again, in a kiss that was gentler this time, and yet again, something about how raw it was brought tears to my eyes. "What’s your name Love?” The billionaire asked in a gentle voice, but it was underlined with power. "Alvira.” I answered, again hating how tiny and vulnerable my voice sounded. He nodded. “I have some plans for you Alvira” grabbing my head again, and kissing me with a ruthlessness that hurt. His hands moved lower to cup my butt, pressing me more closely to him, as his mouth left mine to trail hot kisses down my face. When he bit the pulse on my throat, drawing a whimper from me, I gathered the last strength I had and fled. I kept running, without looking back, trying to out run the ruthless billionaire, to out run my pounding heart, and the memories that clawed at my throat, memories of powerful hands holding me still while I got forced.ALVIRA’S POV“Miss? Miss?”“Maam?” Jane said, touching me and breaking out of my thoughts. I looked around, realizing that I had zoned out again. I shook my head, embarrassed as I noticed all eyes on me. “Ma’am, is everything alright?” Jane asked in a quiet voice. “Huh? Yeah. Um, sorry, I just zoned out for a second. What were we talking about?” I asked. “We were asking if you had any questions on the subject, ma.” Jane said. I blinked. I had no idea what subject they were even referring to. “Oh! Okay, um, let me see.” I flipped open my notebook, skimming through the pages for anything that I could ask only to come up short. I raised my head, seeing their expectant faces and I immediately felt bad. “You know what? How about we adjourn this meeting, yes? I’m so sorry but I just have a lot on my plate right now. I am really sorry.” I apologized. “Of course ma. Whenever you’re ready.” She replied, smiling. “Ladies, gentlemen, we will meet again next week to continue our review
CARTER’S POVI stood by the bleachers watching as the players practiced. The playoffs were in a week and the tension was high as they played, going over the same routines over and over. One particular player stood out, holding my attention for more than half of the time I stood there. He was the man that now held Alvira's heart. The past month has been with me constantly trying to get her to forgive me and speak to me and every single time, I was met with a brick wall. But I was not going to give up anytime soon. I was going to keep up until I knew that she had finally forgiven me. I have already come to terms with the fact that she can never be mine again. I mean, I blew up any other chances myself when I broke her heart. The new private investigator I hired had told me of her relationship with the man and how she spent every Sunday evening at their family house for dinner. It tore at my heart that I could not be the one to provide her with the love and care that she had always
ALVIRA’S POVHow could he have possibly found me? Oh my God, help me!I could barely sleep for days. Seeing Carter for the first time since that unfortunate night had brought back a flurry of emotions. I did not know how to feel or react and somehow ended up having a panic attack. I was grateful that Clarissa had been there to help me or I would have passed out. I could no longer focus at work or anywhere. I would find myself zoning out just thinking about him. He had not aged a bit ever since. He still looked as handsome as he was when he broke my heart. He had also grown out his beards just a little bit. Exactly how I liked it. But it was too late to think about that now. It has been a week and a few days since he showed up back in my life and I hate to admit that I have not stopped thinking about him. Truth is, I never stopped thinking about him. One doesn’t just forget about one’s first love. How could I? He was my first in so many ways, I had made so many memories with him and
CARTER’S POVGod, she was breathtaking.“Hello, Alvira. Where have you been? I have been looking everywhere for you.” I started.I looked at her, she looked like a breath of fresh air in the busy streets of New York. I could not stop looking at her. She had gotten even prettier, she looked plumper in all the right places and my God, did she look delicious. It felt like it was just us two in the world and all I could do was continue to look at her like my life depended on it. Oh! What a relief to finally set my eyes on her. I have been looking for her for ages and here she was, standing in front of me, looking just as radiant as she did a year ago, if not more in her simple but elegant outfit.She was dressed in a simple plaid shirt and plain grey pants, the outfit holding just the right parts of her. Her hair was in a sleek ponytail and she had some cute fancy hair pins to hold off extra strands or just to accessorize, I could not tell but they looked gorgeous on her all the same.I
ALVIRA’S POV“These are the files you requested for ma'am. I also added the due diligence report you asked for and dropped some of my notes for you.” Jane, my assistant, said, walking into the office and gently placing the folder on my table.“Thank you, Jane. I will go through them in a minute and then we will have the meeting with the finance and marketing department on the next step. Please schedule it for tomorrow morning. I want to have this project done and over by the end of this week.” I said. “Of course, ma. I will get to that immediately.”“Thank you. And one more thing, Jane..”“Yes?”“How are your studies? I hope you are taking them seriously?” I asked.“Of course ma’am. Trust me, passing my finals is all that matters to me right now.” she enthused.“That is the spirit. Keep it up.” “Thank you ma’am. Your support to me these past few months have been everything to me.”“Come on. It is nothing. You can go on with your work now.” I said.“Alright ma.”I immediately went th
ALVIRA’S POVIt had been three months since I was discharged from the hospital and began living with the Zimmerman family and all I can say is that, if it has been nothing but a blessing being with these lovely souls. I was able to not only see but to also have a first hand experience of what unfiltered love felt and looked like. It was such a breath of fresh air to see James continuously fawning over Cecil. I loved watching the way they would flirt with each other endlessly, her grin permanently plastered on her face. It was just so refreshing. Lucas always gagged and behaved like he was disgusted by it and it pleased me to continually tease him about it endlessly. The look on his face was always priceless. Clarissa had finally come back to the states and it has been a somewhat smooth ride all along. It was refreshing to be around people who were there to help me get out of tough times. I was not completely out of the woods yet but I could already see the light at the end of the tu
CARTER’S POVEverything happened so fast. One minute I was living my best life in Greece, and the very next, I was boarding a ten hour flight back to New York, sitting uncomfortably and impatiently as I counted down the seconds before we landed. With the way I was reacting, one would dare think that I had a very loving relationship with my father and would be so devastated if anything were to happen to him. Well, a part of it was true but another part of it was also not true. True, my father and I were not the best of pals and hardly got along very well, but that did not mean that I wished any bad thing to come to him. I just wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. I was grateful to Larry for his ability to think on his feet. Ever since the call had come in, he had been the one making the arrangements and making sure that everything went smoothly. He had arranged for the plane to be ready in an hour and had the staff come over to help me arrange my stuff into the car bef
CARTER’S POVLife as a self made multimillionaire was great. I got to have the most beautiful girls, make crucial decisions, spend money however I wanted to, traveled to places I wanted to around the world, and drove only the latest versions of the most expensive cars in the world. I mean, with a face and body like mine coupled with pockets as deep as mine, I was unstoppable. Business was booming and the profits were tripling. The investors were happy which meant more money was being reinvested back into the business. Larry, being the fuvking genius that he was, was relentless when it came to making deals and negotiating with clients. I could never have asked for a more perfect partner. Now, all that was left was to finally be able to cash in on the inheritance money that was sure to come in anytime soon. Although, with the amount of money that I now had sitting in my numerous bank accounts and investments, I wasn’t so interested in the will as much as before. But still, who wasn’t
ALVIRA’S POVLife with the Zimmerman family has been nothing but wonderful. It felt good to finally get to have a glimpse of what being in a family feels like. I watched as Lucas and his family interacted and I had to admit, it kind of stung. All I have ever wished for growing up was to experience the joy of being in a loving family. As an orphan, I had been passed from one orphanage to another, always hoping to the forces that be that somehow, I would get accepted into a home where I would experience the love and care and acceptance of a family. But alas, that was not to be my lot in life. It was nice to finally experience a bit of love from a family. Cecil had been a sweetheart to me ever since she finally met me. I remember how she had held me c like I was some fragile piece of china. “We are going to make sure we help you get through this, okay?” I remember her words. It had taken every single part of me to hold back from bawling my eyes out. She just had the calmest of faces,
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