All Chapters of Billionaire's Amour: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

My peaceful slumber broke as I heard the loud noise of my alarm. Frown appeared on my face as the beautiful dream I was seeing was broken too. I groaned in frustration tapping my hands around to stop the irritating sound of the alarm. I opened my eyes and looked at the time, it was 7.30am and I had no more time to sit idle. Let me introduce myself first. I’m Nandini Martin and I have completed my graduation recently and am looking for a stable job. I stepped down from my bed and walked to my bathroom. I brushed my teeth, washed my face and relieved myself. After that I head straight to my kitchen to get myself started on a cup of coffee. Coffee is my first love and it’s the only thing which keeps me alert and improves my mood as I wouldn't want anything to set me back today. I lazed around for a few more while, then I had to prepare myself for my interview later in the morning. I walked back to my room with my love; my coffee still in my hands. I had no more time to waste. It’s bett

'Mr. Manik Edward Johnson is awarded as the most successful youngest CEO of the century. He's also declared as the world's richest man with a net worth of over 500 billion dollars. He has achieved all this at the age of 29 and he is still successful in hiding his identity from the world. The whole world is going crazy to have a single glance of him but he's not ready to reveal his identity. We got to know from our sources that he didn't reveal his identity to his workers either. Only a few of them are aware of him but he's quite strict with them too about this matter. We'll be looking forward to the day when Mr Johnson, the founder of EJ Corporation will disclose himself to us.' I scoffed as I read the Forbes cover. I couldn't help pitying these journalists. No matter what the news is, they never forget to drag my personal life into it. I chuckled once again before scrolling through the news headlines, it doesn't surprise me that my name is almost everywhere. I'm one of those topic

"You can't obsess over him, Nandini Martin. You need to understand that. Just get him out of your mind."I said to myself looking at my reflection into the mirror. I wiped my face and fixed my make up along with reapplying my lipstick which was gone a long back due to the kiss. I glanced at myself one last time, then walked out of the washroom. I was passing through the corridor, before I could step into the hall once again, I was pulled by a strong pair of arms into a nearby room.At first, I was scared, my breath was almost stuck in my throat thinking it could be some creep. I was struggling to free myself from the grip but that person was way stronger than me making it almost impossible for me to come out. I was pinned against the wall. My back was facing me and my front was completely pressed against the wall. “Leave me, you bastard. Who the hell are you?” I shouted as soon as I felt him taking his palm away from my lips. I couldn’t move much but I felt him moving closer to me a

I woke up with a pounding headache. I rubbed my temple slowly to crease the pain without opening my eyes which didn’t help much. I shouldn’t have drink so much last night when I’m not used to it. God!!! My head is gonna burst with this pain. I tried to move, but wait! something was holding me. That’s when my eyes got opened and I looked around only to notice the not so familiar surroundings. My hand automatically moved to my head clutching it tightly trying to subside the pain. I closed my eyes for a while when I got the flashes of last night and my eyes got opened with a jerk. I looked at my side where Mr. Johnson was lying on his stomach and I felt his one hand wrapped around my bare waist with his face on my chest. Our legs were entangled with each other. Fuck!!! Oh, God!!! What have I done??? What just happened last night? This shouldn’t have happened. I just slept with my boss when I wasn’t even in my senses. Did I really give in to his touches? How did I allow him to touch

I walked out of my apartment building where I found a posh car waiting which I have never seen here before. I doubt it’s applicable for most of the people here in New York. Because as far as I remember, this car was launched only a few days back and also not many people can afford it. When I walked near the car, I found a properly dressed chauffeur was waiting. I need to work really hard to match Mr. Johnson’s level. When his mere chauffeur is this organized, I could imagine how perfect his workers would be and here I’m gonna be his personal assistant. I need to keep everything as per his taste. “Miss. Martin?” The chauffeur asked, walking near me. I was lost in my thoughts, and as a result I forgot that I needed to introduce myself to him. I came back to my senses when he asked me. I’m sure he had seen me gaping the car. I made myself embarrassed once again in front of a stranger. I really need to learn to control myself and behave properly. “Yes. Mr. Johnson must have sent you