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Chapter 17: THE PAINFUL STRIKE.
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The answer displeased Brandon, but he couldn't do anything. Knowing a lot about good business strategies, Eliot Bassett would've been an amazing opportunity. Well, Ethan runs the show and knows how to handle his loss better."Do you have a location in mind for the meeting? I mean the one with Navida?" Brandon asked, trying to shift his focus.“You will be representing me,” Ethan replied curtly.“You’ll have to attend this yourself,” Brandon insisted. “I don’t think they’ll believe that I’m standing in for you. Besides, I know nothing about chauffeuring.""Then learn it!" Ethan snapped."This would be another bad call."Ethan heaved a sigh but nodded, stretching out his hand, a silent command to give him his work phone.After finding the right contact, Brandon handed the phone to him and then stepped closer. Dropping the new shirt on the desk, Brandon resumed where Ethan had left off. He wasn't interested in the phone conversation; he was too busy feeling bad about the rejection of Eli
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 19: HIS BRAIN SHUTS OFF WHEN HE CALLS.
While Britney was still with Brandon, an idea struck her. She proposed that he watch his emotions while around Ethan. For all they knew, he might be misinterpreting his feelings. Until he was certain, he shouldn’t worry. First, their lineage held strong views against same-s*x relationships. It would be a huge deal once anyone learned of it. Britney wasn’t being judgmental; she would walk any length for her brother. She loved him that much.Even though Brandon was trying to put up a tough attitude, he really wanted to say yes. He couldn’t imagine being around Ethan after what had happened. As dumb as it might make him sound, he’d never expected to get aroused from sucking his boss’s d*ck—it could never happen again. He knew it wasn’t right. What would his community say? How about...His ringtone prevented him from thinking further.Flinching, Brandon pulled his phone out of his pocket. *ssh*l*, the Caller ID said. Brandon’s heart started beating faster.“Is that him?”Brandon nodded mi
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire PROLOGUE.
In the heart of an old, decaying mansion, unrest simmered. The walls, once filled with laughter, now echoed with cries of pain and despair. The mansion had become a prison of torment, showcasing the destructive power of unchecked anger and cruelty.Noah stormed through the dimly lit hallway, his heavy footsteps a drumbeat of doom. His face twisted with rage, his eyes burning with fury. The veins in his neck bulged as he screamed, “Ethan! Get over here now!”Young Ethan, trembling and wide-eyed, stumbled into the room. His small frame looked even more fragile in the oppressive atmosphere of the mansion. Clutching a broken toy in his hands, its once-bright colors now dull, he whispered, “I’m sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to break it.”“You are worthless! Useless boy!” Noah’s voice thundered through the room. “How could you spoil your toy? Pick it up!” His hands shook with fury as he unfastened his belt, the leather hissing through the air like a snake.Ethan stood paralyzed with fear, unabl
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 1: POWERFUL BLACK EYES.
Years later...Today was one of the days that frightened Ethan the most. He had been anticipating this moment for so long, eager to get it over with. It took two years, four months, two weeks, five days, three hours, fifteen minutes, and ten seconds to prepare for this outing. Yes, he kept count because of how important this occasion was. His father had retired from the company, stepping aside to monitor its activities, and instructed Ethan to take over his empire. However, he refused to allow the succession to pass down to his elder sister. Ethan had his own enterprise, which was doing well, and he was a powerful billionaire. Although not totally independent, his father still insisted on supervising his activities despite having no official linkage with them. But Ethan dare not oppose or refuse his father’s strategy. It would only end badly, so he let the sleeping dog lie.Gathering his courage, Ethan made up his mind to announce the termination of his connection with the company an
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Ethan stood tall, his immaculate blue suit hugging his broad shoulders. His dark hair was finely shaped, and his heavy brows complemented his hawk-like gaze, making his presence rather unsettling. One could swear he was a model for some top agency—a sexy but intimidating model. Ethan was built like a Roman or Greek god. He might have been mixed-race or purely white, but his tanned skin suggested either too much sun or perhaps frequent spa visits. Either way, it achieved impressive results, making him appear anything but pale.The dimple on his chin was the only thing softening his appearance, but it served only to accentuate the hard, square line of his jaw and his straight nose.From the way he held himself, it was obvious he was someone important. He practically exuded power and money, but Brandon didn’t care and ignored all those attributes.To be honest, Ethan wasn’t well known as the owner of Wings. Wings was one of the biggest private companies in the country, and its internal s
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 3: FAMILIAR.
He was brought to Ethan’s office. Or, to be exact, to the reception room outside his office. Then Brandon was told to wait. Which would have been fine if it hadn’t already been three hours.Brandon glared at the golden plaque on the door that seemed to mock him: "Ethan Asher, CEO." So, apparently, that dick was the CEO of Wings. That explained a lot. And now, Brandon was never going to get that job he had hoped for so much, the one that was supposed to help him take care of his pressing bills. If only he had known, he would have kept his mouth shut like the others. Look where being bold and vocal had gotten him. Nevertheless, he still couldn't stand being degraded. He has had his fair share of that experience and had sworn to his late mom that he would never be in such a position again, regardless of what or who.For Ethan to be the CEO and treat people like this, he must be a soulless leader with no remorse. People working under him must have seen heaven and hell while doing so.Wit
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 4: THE BET.
Brandon spluttered with indignation. Ethan had forgotten about him? But before he could say anything, the dickhead continued.“Considering your condition, you really needed this job. Sabotaging the only shot you had at getting it and antagonizing a major company is beyond stupid. I’m surprised by your lack of foresight.”Brandon’s chest tightened. He had known that instigating the protest was a little risky if he wanted to secure this job. But he never knew that the jerk he had been raw to was in charge of giving him that opportunity, or even an opportunity at all. He just messed it up.“Or was it supposed to be your strategy for getting my attention?” Ethan said, his voice dry and sarcastic. “Then I’ll have to say that you did a terrible job. I won't have street and untrained employees.”Brandon raged. He had prepared so hard in hopes of getting the job. Now that this douchebag was stating it clearly, Brandon realized the number of things the mouthwatering salary could have done for
In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire Chapter 5: THIN ICE.
Brandon left Ethan’s office, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Getting a job at Wings Group had really become a dream come true. He had never intended to stage a protest or force that jerk to acknowledge him, but the situation had turned in his favor. His simple goal was to go there, apply, interview, and maybe get rejected. But now, he was a personal assistant to the CEO of Wings Group, Ethan Asher—the exact opposite of what he’d wanted. Yet here he was, a PA to Ethan Asher, CEO of Wings Group.The trip to Human Resources turned out to be surprisingly welcoming. Brenda, a nice young woman with a lovely smile and curves, greeted him warmly. Somehow, in the short time between Brandon leaving Ethan’s office and finding the HR department, she already had the contract ready. In any other circumstances, Brandon would have flirted with her, but he was too frustrated now.“Wow, you got it done within a short time?” Brandon said, skimming over the contract.Brenda laughed a little. “When you w
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