I wish that man would just leave Ava alone. How many times does she need to tell him she's not interested. I'm wondering how many of you have been stalked by an ex. It's pretty scary and I wouldn't wish it on anyone. If you're enjoying Santa Fe Billionaire, please support me by leaving comments, gifting a gem etc. Thank you for continuing to read this beautiful story... I only hope she gets to Spain before Mark gets to her. Love Kerry xxx
TateI tried to ignore the message as best I could. Dillon left us around eight last night and Liam came to take over. He wasn’t the same build as Dillon by any stretch. In fact as I looked out of my bedroom window down to the front porch as he arrived, I’d easily say he could pass as a doppelganger for David Beckham. Victoria is a lucky lady, well not as lucky as me because I have Sebastian and he is in a league of his own. But nonetheless.Naturally, I went down to greet Liam. He is from Texas and has that lovely drawl thing going on. I showed him the latest message from my ex. “Don’t worry ma’am. We’ve got this. Ain’t nothing gonna happen to you, with me on watch. If he’s dumb enough to show up around here, he’s gonna have to answer t’me.”I felt reassured but I’m still freaked out this is even happening to me. Why can’t Mark just take it on the chin that we’re over? He is the one that ended our relationship. Or perhaps he can’t handle rejection. Maybe there is more to the split be
Tate I’m still in a sulk. I should be excited beyond belief to be flying back to Spain to see and be with Sebastian again this evening. It’ll be the early of the hours of course since they won’t be ready for me until seven tonight. Right when I should be going out with Zoe and Nate for dinner. I then have a wild idea of having them come with me to Spain and being flown back in a week’s time. Only that is a pipeline dream since Zoe has her business to run and Nate has patients to see. Mom has been frantic all day at the thought of me flying out later this evening. She’s overwhelmed to say the least and I get that, I really do. Dad hasn’t taken it all too well either and shot off to the golf course to hit balls on the driving range. It’s now eleven and I am still in my bloody pjs. What I need is to shower and get my shit together and head over to the apartment to pack a few things into my larger suitcases. You know like personal belongings I want before my stuff arrives, clothes, shoes
TateWell that all went too quickly and now I have mascara smudged all over my eyes from crying so much after dinner which mom managed to make in record time. She’s already talking about Thanksgiving. I’m definitely coming home for that and Sebastian can put an army of bodyguards on me if he needs to. Although I am sure by the time November comes round, Mark will have moved on. Hopefully.Thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times of the year. We all get together and my mother’s sister and husband come over with their now grown-up children, Louisa and Denise. It’s always a really warm and fuzzy time of year. Zoe comes too but later as she always holds a Thanksgiving dinner for her special clients who don’t have anyone at the time of year. She’s so kind hearted and has never missed a Thanksgiving for them. This year she will have Nate to help her and that makes me feel warm inside. The thought of someone standing by her side.I hugged my parents like there was no tomorrow and Zoe be
Sebastian “Hello my beautiful, American Girl.” Her face is a picture as her jaw looks like it has dropped to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes wide and now she is running toward me. Ava’s arms open wide and she throws herself into me. “Oh my God, how on earth did you do this?” I knew she’d be surprised and happy. It is the least I could do to fly the ten hours back to meet her for our return to Spain. I didn’t want my girl to have to travel to her new home all on her own. Not at all. This experience we should share together, like so many more experiences we will have in our lifetime together. This woman is precious to me, I worship the ground that she walks on, I love everything about her from the mole just above her lip to the hair on her head. Talking of which smells like coconut and lemons as she presses her head into my shoulder. My arms are already around her and I hold her into me tightly. It feels like we have been separated for months not just days. It’s felt like an eter
Ava - Six Months Later I'm standing in a beautiful large suite with a terrace on which sit two white iron chairs and a round table. The view is across olive groves and lavender-dusted hillsides to the majestic mountains where last night I watched the most spectacular sunset as I gazed over the scenic Sierra Morena. I sat here serenely by myself thinking this is the best decision I have ever made. My insides are all a flutter with butterflies, my heart feels like it will explode with happiness and I have had a perma-smile for the last few months. Life couldn't have been more beautiful nor moved as quickly as it has. In just these few months I have moved lock, stock and barrel to live with Sebastian in his ranch just outside of Santa Fe. Nestled in a wondrous spot just outside of the town where he was born. It is a sprawling plot of land where horses can roam freely. We have goats, sheep and a couple of cows. Bella loves tending to them and recently Sebastian bought her geese and duck
AvaIt's hot, hotter than I imagined as I step off the aircraft. It's been a really long flight from my home town of Chicago. I'm tired, grumpy and very hungry. On top of that I am nursing a broken heart. That's right. Well maybe it isn't that broken because I am angry about the whole thing. My fiancé Mark decided that since I spend most of my time travelling the globe, we aren't really that suited to be married. He called it off. Just twelve weeks before the wedding day. I've cried, had a pity party for the last ten days which nobody could shirk me out of. Not even my bestie Zoe. Until I decided enough was enough and booked my ticket one way to Sante Fe, Spain. If anything can pull me out of my slump it will be this. I hope.Mark and I were together for five years, I met him when I was eighteen in a coffee shop downtown in Chicago. I was taken with his shaggy blonde hair and aqua marine eyes. I thought personally we had it all. It turned out that what Mark wanted was a stay-at-hom
AVAI am so hot I begin to fan myself with my left hand. He is walking towards me, I feel like a melting pot. My insides begin to churn. Am I so fickle? I mean I've only just broken up with Mark. Or rather he broke up with me. The receptionist is saying something to me, but I am still looking at him. He's more gorgeous than a man ought to be. I lick my lips, then want to bite my tongue off. Come on Ava. He's going to see you're salivating over his sexy body. Get a grip girl!I turn to the beautiful woman sitting behind the mahogany reception desk. Her hair is jet black and tied up in a messy bun on top of her head. Her lips are a smacking red colour and I have to stop myself from asking what brand it is. Not that I wear much lipstick. In fact I hardly wear any make-up. The most I do is dust bronzer over my cheekbones and apply a lick of mascara. Usually when I am on my own travelling, I don't even bother with that. I'm on my journeys to take pictures and write my blog, to experience t
AVAI am so hot I begin to fan myself with my left hand. He is walking towards me, I feel like a melting pot. My insides begin to churn. Am I so fickle? I mean I've only just broken up with Mark. Or rather he broke up with me. The receptionist is saying something to me, but I am still looking at him. He's more gorgeous than a man ought to be. I lick my lips, then want to bite my tongue off. Come on Ava. He's going to see you're salivating over his sexy body. Get a grip girl!I turn to the beautiful woman sitting behind the mahogany reception desk. Her hair is jet black and tied up in a messy bun on top of her head. Her lips are a smacking red colour and I have to stop myself from asking what brand it is. Not that I wear much lipstick. In fact I hardly wear any make-up. The most I do is dust bronzer over my cheekbones and apply a lick of mascara. Usually when I am on my own travelling, I don't even bother with that. I'm on my journeys to take pictures and write my blog, to experience t
Ava - Six Months Later I'm standing in a beautiful large suite with a terrace on which sit two white iron chairs and a round table. The view is across olive groves and lavender-dusted hillsides to the majestic mountains where last night I watched the most spectacular sunset as I gazed over the scenic Sierra Morena. I sat here serenely by myself thinking this is the best decision I have ever made. My insides are all a flutter with butterflies, my heart feels like it will explode with happiness and I have had a perma-smile for the last few months. Life couldn't have been more beautiful nor moved as quickly as it has. In just these few months I have moved lock, stock and barrel to live with Sebastian in his ranch just outside of Santa Fe. Nestled in a wondrous spot just outside of the town where he was born. It is a sprawling plot of land where horses can roam freely. We have goats, sheep and a couple of cows. Bella loves tending to them and recently Sebastian bought her geese and duck
Sebastian “Hello my beautiful, American Girl.” Her face is a picture as her jaw looks like it has dropped to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes wide and now she is running toward me. Ava’s arms open wide and she throws herself into me. “Oh my God, how on earth did you do this?” I knew she’d be surprised and happy. It is the least I could do to fly the ten hours back to meet her for our return to Spain. I didn’t want my girl to have to travel to her new home all on her own. Not at all. This experience we should share together, like so many more experiences we will have in our lifetime together. This woman is precious to me, I worship the ground that she walks on, I love everything about her from the mole just above her lip to the hair on her head. Talking of which smells like coconut and lemons as she presses her head into my shoulder. My arms are already around her and I hold her into me tightly. It feels like we have been separated for months not just days. It’s felt like an eter
TateWell that all went too quickly and now I have mascara smudged all over my eyes from crying so much after dinner which mom managed to make in record time. She’s already talking about Thanksgiving. I’m definitely coming home for that and Sebastian can put an army of bodyguards on me if he needs to. Although I am sure by the time November comes round, Mark will have moved on. Hopefully.Thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times of the year. We all get together and my mother’s sister and husband come over with their now grown-up children, Louisa and Denise. It’s always a really warm and fuzzy time of year. Zoe comes too but later as she always holds a Thanksgiving dinner for her special clients who don’t have anyone at the time of year. She’s so kind hearted and has never missed a Thanksgiving for them. This year she will have Nate to help her and that makes me feel warm inside. The thought of someone standing by her side.I hugged my parents like there was no tomorrow and Zoe be
Tate I’m still in a sulk. I should be excited beyond belief to be flying back to Spain to see and be with Sebastian again this evening. It’ll be the early of the hours of course since they won’t be ready for me until seven tonight. Right when I should be going out with Zoe and Nate for dinner. I then have a wild idea of having them come with me to Spain and being flown back in a week’s time. Only that is a pipeline dream since Zoe has her business to run and Nate has patients to see. Mom has been frantic all day at the thought of me flying out later this evening. She’s overwhelmed to say the least and I get that, I really do. Dad hasn’t taken it all too well either and shot off to the golf course to hit balls on the driving range. It’s now eleven and I am still in my bloody pjs. What I need is to shower and get my shit together and head over to the apartment to pack a few things into my larger suitcases. You know like personal belongings I want before my stuff arrives, clothes, shoes
TateI tried to ignore the message as best I could. Dillon left us around eight last night and Liam came to take over. He wasn’t the same build as Dillon by any stretch. In fact as I looked out of my bedroom window down to the front porch as he arrived, I’d easily say he could pass as a doppelganger for David Beckham. Victoria is a lucky lady, well not as lucky as me because I have Sebastian and he is in a league of his own. But nonetheless.Naturally, I went down to greet Liam. He is from Texas and has that lovely drawl thing going on. I showed him the latest message from my ex. “Don’t worry ma’am. We’ve got this. Ain’t nothing gonna happen to you, with me on watch. If he’s dumb enough to show up around here, he’s gonna have to answer t’me.”I felt reassured but I’m still freaked out this is even happening to me. Why can’t Mark just take it on the chin that we’re over? He is the one that ended our relationship. Or perhaps he can’t handle rejection. Maybe there is more to the split be
Ava “Honey it’s so good to see you. It feels like you’ve been away for weeks and it’s only been a couple of days.” My mother rushes to me as I enter the cosy kitchen. As usual she is cooking and wearing her blue apron with her tied up in a messy bun. She looks so inviting and I allow her to take me into her arms and press me right into her bosom. I’ve missed my mom so much. She is right though, it does feel as if it’s been weeks not just a couple of days. So much has happened what with bumping into Mark, his threatening/nuisance messages, Arabella practically rejecting me and having a blinking bodyguard now of all things. Who, by the way I have left standing outside for the time being. Best not to overwhelm my mother in the first few seconds of arriving back home. “I know. It feels like it’s been ages too.” I say as I place my portfolio on the two-seater sofa in the inglenook in the kitchen and slip my rucksack off my shoulders and place it on the sofa too. It’s looking a bit jaded
SebastianMy blood is boiling to the point I am so fired up I could punch a wall. It is not often I lose control like this but that man, he needs to be dealt with before anything happens. I know of men who have hurt their ex partners, stalked them and harmed them. It is an insane world and I am frightened for Ava.At least with my detail providing security for her, the man would need a shotgun to get past her bodyguard. You would think it would help to allow me to sleep better tonight, only it doesn’t. I need to have Ava here with me in Spain, like yesterday. Not in three weeks. Besides, I am craving her. I am craving her lips crushed against mine, our bodies together and her warmth underneath me.Even with all these thoughts of my American Girl I do not become aroused, my anger is so fueled that sex is the last thing on my mind. I will be viewing the ranch and meet with the current owner later this morning. Elena, my assistant has done well to narrow it down to just three ranches for
Ava I stare at my mobile as the rage and anger fuels my entire body. This man, he just won’t let up. I swear if he was standing in front of me now, I’d easily punch him in the face. I’m not even sure whether to be concerned or just laugh this off. Only he is making me a bit shaky with the tone of his message. Moving away from the patio I step back inside the penthouse suite and read the message again. You had no right to run out on me like that the other day. I only wanted to talk and express how I felt. You’re not going to get away from me, Ava. I’m still in love with you. So, I fucked up. I realize that. But if you think I’m letting you get away you need to think again. I’ve seen all your social media posts with that man and he’s not right for you. I’m going to do everything I can to show you that he is wrong for you. I am the one that is meant to be with you forever happy after Not that jumped up son-of-a-bitch. I know where you’re staying here in NYC and I’ll be waiting. I mean
Ava “Honey, of course it’s worth fighting for. Honestly, what is wrong with you? Just because his daughter doesn’t like the idea it certainly doesn’t mean she won’t change her mind. You’ve got to see it from her point of view, Ava.” I’m outside on the wrap around balcony to the penthouse back in the Waldorf Astoria gazing up at the sky as Zoe talks to me. Of course everything she’s saying is absolutely right. It still doesn’t make it any better for me though. “My heart absolutely goes out to her, Zoe. It really does. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to lose your mother. I’d fall apart if my mom died or my father, it’s gut wrenching. And I know the last thing she wants is someone new into their lives.” “Look take a deep breath, I know you’re gutted that you can’t move in with him, but damn girl. You’ll be living on his doorstep literally. A villa on the land sounds amazing. Sebastian will see you every day, you’ll spend nights together and get to know his little girl an