( Jordan's POV )I walked up to my father's study upstairs after leaving my mother's room. When I got to the door, I heard laughter coming from inside. I knocked on the door softly, pushing away the thoughts of the topic of marriage my mother had implanted in my head. I hear a loud "come in", before pushing the door open to enter. Father is sitting on his large mahogany desk filled with books and files and another man is sitting opposite him. They were talking and laughing before my knock interrupted them. "Son", father beamed and stood up to meet me. The man turned around in his chair to catch a glimpse of me. Father got to my side and patted my shoulder in a friendly manner.I seethe and grit my teeth, stopping myself from punching him. His touch irritates me. I hate the fact that we look alike because I feel everyone will think we are the same. I am the younger version of my father, but I am more sympathetic than he is."You must be Jordan", the man moved to me, stretching his han
(Evelyn's POV )I walked elegantly into the company, wearing one of the dresses Pamela got for me during the shopping she did with my daughter, Cassie the other day. I have been home since that day trying to figure out how to meet with the so-called youngest billionaire and womanizer. I have been thinking of what to say to him and how to convince him to do my bidding.I see no reason why I should allow my daughter to go on with the abortion, I only suggested it in the first place because I was having a feeling that I will lose my job soon. I didn't want Cassie to give birth to a baby despite our poverty-stricken situation. My boss was requesting an affair and I rejected the offer, he began to mistreat me at work and that led to me losing my job.People say I am proud, yes I am, even though I don't have money. I know what is right from what is wrong and I don't take shits.Getting to know that the man Cassie had sex with is a young handsome guy and a billionaire, I feel relieved and I
( Evelyn's POV )I moved swiftly towards the direction of the office. Even if I don't want to do this, the thought of my daughter is giving me more courage to go on. Cassie lost her father when she was just 5 years old and we have been feeding from hand to mouth. I do menial jobs just to make sure I put something on the table for my daughter. I love her and I would do everything within my power to see her becomegreat. I believe this is the opportunity. I get to the door and knock gently. There is no reply and I knock again, louder."Come in'", a husky voice ordered. He spoke with a tone of authority and I can feel the reason why the receptionist seems scared of her boss. I pushed the door open. His eyes are fixed on his laptop."Hello Jordan Alvarez", I made my presence known, as I walked graciously to the seat opposite his desk, meant for guests.He raised his head sharply in surprise. When our eyes, I smiled. He looks puzzled for a while, probably trying to think if I am someone h
( Jordan's POV )I am dumbfounded at the offer. What sort of ridiculous idea is this? I asked inwardly.How can she come here to tell me to marry her daughter, who does she think she is?Why is everyone picking up the topic of marriage to me these days? I watched her shout furiously.She is angry and it shows how sincere she is about everything she has said. I remember the girl. Yes, I do and I remember the sex with her. It was the sex that changed something in me and brought back my urges. I thought of her for the first week after the sex with her but after having sex with another woman from a different club, I forgotabout her.I try to stay calm and handle the situation in a good way. I can decide to go for a DNA test after the baby is born to be sure the baby is mine and if it is,I will take responsibility, not because I want to but because I feel my mother will be glad about it.Maybe this will make her stop pressuring me about getting married. I left the mansion yesterday out o
( Tessa's POV )I had just moved past the receptionist who was requesting this month's salary from me. I rolled my eyes at her. She has not provided me with any tangible information for the past two months now and she is expecting me to still pay her.I told her I was going to get back to her. I needed to see Jordan first.I wanted to take the lift to his office when I bump into an elderly woman. I left home in a bad mood and I am here with the hope that the news I got from my father is untrue."Hey, watch where you are going", she yelled at me.I wanted to apologize before she said that. But the yelling pissed me off. "Watch where you are going too, old woman." I retorted back and entered the elevator.I didn't bother to look at her as the door closed gradually. I know she must be glaring at me coldly. I have no time to banter words with her, she is the least of my problems.When my father informed me of Trevor's proposal to marry me to his son, Jordan, I felt I didn't need to bother
( Jordan's POV )Mom called me. She said she wants to see me but I didn't want to go home because I am not ready to see my father after the heated argument between us the other day.Mother said it was urgent and I wonder what it can be, I just hope she is fine, deciding to go see her the following week.It is a Monday morning and I have a lot on my desk. I was informed that the date for the award has been announced already and it is fast approaching. I am not taking any action towards it yet, I am just hoping I will be lucky to get the award.I am trying to finish up my work for today so I can go to a business meeting in Boston. My flight has been booked for 2 pm. My phone ringed and I picked it up, shifting my gaze from the laptop in front of me."Good day, boss. Mr. Tristan is here to see you", Chloe informed me."Let him in", I told her and dropped the phone. I continued my work, expecting Tristan. It's been three days since I gave him the job, I never expected it would take him th
( Cassie's POV )I stirred in my sleep, remembering I have an errand to run for mom. I've been absent from school for more than a week now. I have been sick. Today is Friday and I have been doing nothing all day but sleep.I stretched with a yawn and turned to check the clock. It is 6 pm already."Shit", I scrambled out of my bed. Mom asked me to go get groceries, we are out of milk, eggs, and bread. These past few days, I have been taking more milk than usual and we have no more milk in the house anymore.I spend most of the time alone at home, doing absolutely nothing. I am always sleeping or watching a movie. I did nothing today other than take a bath and sleep after taking lunch. I intended to take a nap for a few minutes beforegoing to the grocery shop, a few distances away from here. It is quite near, so I don't need to take a cab.I dashed out of my room and rushed to the kitchen, where mom kept the money for groceries. I picked it up and ran back to my room.I was thinking of
( Jordan’s POV )The private jet landed in New York at exactly 8:1o pm. I removed my seat belt and moved out of the jet. I walked briskly to the Limousine waiting for me. I was really exhausted after a long day in Chicago. I have been gone for three days. I went there for a business meeting and the launching of my new hotels in Chicago. I was supposed to arrive in New York earlier this morning but I had to stay back to close the deals I have in Chicago. I got the deal and after signing the contract, the jet took off from Chicago at exactly 5 pm.The driver came out and took the suitcase from me. He opened the door for me and I hopped in. He dropped the suitcase beside him as he got in. We drove off.All I want to do now is take a hot bath, eat and go to bed. I have an appointment with Alexandertomorrow morning by 10 am, so I need to be up early to prepare the contract before his arrival.I am also hoping to talk to him about the award, to see if he can help in anyway. Anytime I think