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Mr Billionaire’s Escort Royal D
ELSIDAAfter the maids force me into a bath and lather my skin with luxurious oils, they dress me from head to toe in the most exquisite silk that has touched my skin.They depart immediately, they're done and now I'm left staring at a reflection that is supposed to be me.I hardly recognize her.The silk navy blue dress I adorn has a vice bodice that glitters like nightfall.And my heels?They're freaking glass slippers.Natasha would kill for this but me not so much…A knock resounds on the door and I stalk toward it, I lift the ends of my freaking ball dress to enable me to move faster and let out an exasperated sigh as I pull the door open.My breath is whisked away by the sight in front of me. Adrian stands in front of me with a large grin spread across his lips that has his stark white teeth peeking.“You look ethereal Princessa,” he rasps. His eyes don’t leave mine as my cheeks flush crimson. He takes my hand in his and places a tender kiss on the back of my palm.An involuntar
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Severe mistakes
ELSIDAThe European Royal Auction and Gala was the most coveted historical event of the fall season. Young millionaires and heirs aspired to be invited to the exclusive event but only a select few were invited to come spend millions of euros on over-priced artworks.This year, I just so happened to be part of the artists and I could hardly believe it.No, seriously, pinch me.What were the odds that I’d have a charming Prince in my arms and travel to Spain for such an exclusive event?Even at the time when my Father had money, never in a million years would he have secured the connections to participate in something as prestigious.“Are you ready Princesa?” Adrian rasped, interlocking our hands together as security hovered in front of the limo.“I’m ready!” Fernanda screeched from her position on Adrian’s lap and I stifled a laugh as I regarded her flushed cheeks and wide eyes.“I’m ready Adrian,” I murmured.Adrian smiled down at me and gave Fernanda a disapproving look. “It's rude t
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Ragged Reverence
JULIENMy lips spread into a slow smile and I watch the rise and fall of Elsida’s chest with precarious care when her beautiful work of art is handed over to me.Her cheeks flush red and she pulls her gaze away from mine. Her fist that isn’t entwined in Adrian’s hands clenches and she doesn't spare me another glance.A muscle in my jaw jumps when her eyes slide over to Adrian’s and she lets him have a look at her pretty face.I’m full-on glaring at him when his hand slides to her cheek and he whispers his sad excuses of reassurances to her.I look away. Adrian should know better than to go for Elsida but alas, he managed to prove me wrong.Too bad I wasn't one to give up on Elsida.My thoughts disperse as Elsida’s second art is put on display for bidding and I waste no time in laying my claim.“Okay, we’re starting strong. Five hundred thousand euros.” the announcer bellows.Adrian stays put but passes me a curious glance as though he is waiting for my next move which is exactly what
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Not His to love
ELSIDAI let out an exasperated sigh as my heart thuds rapidly against my ribcage, Julien’s words reverberate like a symphony in my head and it’s all I can do to keep breathing.“Don’t say that Julien, you don’t mean it,” I croak.“El look at me please,” he rasps, his voice echoes in the elevator and comes out gravelly.It takes every ounce of willpower within me to keep the tears that threaten to cascade down my face at bay. I meet his azure eyes.“I’m sorry Elsida, Fuck I’m so sorry, I wasn’t trying to push you away, I just. I just didn’t want you in on the shit going on with my Father, you’d been through enough.”We shouldn’t be in this elevator alone, it was a precarious thing.Not when every inch of my body threatens to cling to him and not let go. To promise him that everything will be okay.Fuck, this shouldn’t be happening, I’m supposed to forget about him.“El?” he rasps, drawing me out of my train of thought.I don’t think even if I tried, I could forget him so, I sigh and
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Dawn of a new day
ELSIDATEN YEARS AGOJUNIOR TRIP TO MURCIA SPAINI begged her.I begged my mom for over a week to let me opt out of this school trip. I didn’t have any friends save for Landon who had other friends he’d probably like to memories with.Alas, Mum believed it was a right of passage and unfortunately, I wasn’t into that type of thing.Not when all of Luton prep hated me and Julien was; aggravatingly Julien.“Elsida, I promise it’s going to be fun. You’ve got me, you don’t need to bother about any of them.” Landon rasped in my ear and gave my hand a light squeeze as our plane ascended into Murcia.I gave Landon a half-hearted smile. He was sweet and brave, I’ll give him that but, let’s face it. There was no way Landon could muster up the strength to defend me from bullies.I prayed fervently to God that, it wouldn’t come to that.“Thanks, Landon, it’s fine, I’ll be fine.” His green eyes sparkle with concern but he doesn’t call my bullshit. Instead, he says;” it’s going to be a good trip.
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Abstinence
ELSIDAI pay the driver and then make my way out of the taxi car towards the lake. My skin is sticky from perspiration but I don’t let it deter me as I make my way two steps at a time.My breath gets caught in my throat when I spot the black roses and dandelions lining the entrance to the lake. “What the…”The flowers intertwine together in a beautiful cacophony and I stare mesmerized. My words manage to fail me.What is Julien doing? As though he is summoned by my thoughts, I see Julien’s back hunched and his gaze on the white sand.“Julien?” I murmur tentatively.The moment he registers my voice, his head swerves in my direction and he faces me with the brightest green hues.“El you came” he rasps and His eyebrows Inch upwards As he regards me.“What’s going on Julien?” I rasp as my gaze drifts to the flowers once again.Julien doesn’t answer me. Instead, he closes the gap between us and cradles my face in his hands.“I love you El,” he murmurs, his minty breath fanning my face.My
Mr Billionaire’s Escort The Brown notepad
TWO WEEKS LATER ELSIDAI trace my hands over the silky fabric of my wedding dress. The soft feel of it brings a smile to my face and Natasha snorts.“I think I preferred it when you were not in love,” she murmurs.I roll my eyes at her and continue to admire my dress. Julien and I got back from Spain a week ago and we wasted no time in breaking the news to our families.My Dad was happy for me albeit a bit skeptical, and Natasha, don’t get me started on her.Natasha said; “I knew you guys were going to find each other again but I just hoped it wouldn’t happen. I desperately wanted to have a princess as a sister.Natasha rises from her sitting position in the Maria Presley dressing room and gives me an indulging smirk with an arch of her eyebrow.She wraps her hands around mine and kisses the side of my head. “Are you sure about this Elsida? I know that you and Julien have been through a lot and deserve your happy ending but, I just want to make sure you’re not rushing things. That
Mr Billionaire’s Escort Excruciating Truths
NATASHA I couldn’t do it. I didn’t have the heart to say it to Elsida so, I did what every bastard does, I kept my mouth shut and wallowed in my despair.I was trying to come to terms with the fact that Julien is supposedly my half-brother. That’s some messed up shit.After I read that bit of my mom’s journal, it took two hours of sitting blankly in the living room before I was able to gather the willpower to organize her things and hide the journal far away, where no one could find it.However, I think keeping my mouth shut is the biggest mistake I’ve made because now, I’m sitting in the same room as my smiling sister who looks ethereal in her wedding robe and sits patiently as the makeup artist accentuates her face.“Nat, are you okay? Don’t tell me you stayed up all night watching Gossip Girl?” Elsida asks, arching an eyebrow at me.I lift my face from the newspaper in my hand and rise to my feet with my heart thudding rapidly against my rib cage.“I’m fine El, my bad, I shouldn
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