All Chapters of The Billionaire's True Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

Ingrid’s POVDing! The elevator door slid open. I hurry out, straightening my dress that crumpled with every step I took. The heels of my red shoe slapped noisily against the quaint marble floor, but thankfully the dreadful sound is cloaked by the shuffling of other feet and clinking of heels. The bustling sound of people moving about, the opening and closing of doors, the ringing of telephones and muffled voices, all amped up and reverberated in my head, aggravating my headache. The bright light made it even worse. Darn hangover! Last night was the last time I ever allow Kate convince me to party on a weekday evening. Kate was probably still in bed in her favorite purple pajamas, snuggling one of her favorite pillows and here I was, with my chestnut hair rolled up in the worst possible bun, the ghosts of the too many tequila shots doing summersaults in my head and my dress struggling to stay down. I was not one to be late for a meeting, especially one with ten billion dollars on

Ingrid’s POVHe stretched out the bouquet, “For you, Miss Wilde.”I stare down at the flower but say nothing, like I was frozen, with my heart racing frantically. “Miss Wilde?” he touched my exposed arm, and I snapped back to my senses, startled by his touch.“What are you doing here?” I asked weakly, avoiding his gaze.“To bring you these,” he pressed the flowers into my hand.I clear my throat, “How do you know where I live?”“I know everything?” he smiled smugly. I raised my eyebrow questioningly.“And also, your address was on your employment file,” he shrugged.I raise the flowers to my nose and inhale them. They smelled delightful, enough to make my head spin. Or maybe it was Kareem’s musky perfume that made my head spin. I am not sure anymore.He reached out and tucked lose strands of hair behind my ear, “I see you are an ambassador for messy hair,” he chuckled.I slap his hand away gently, stifling a smile.“Aunty Ingrid?”Fuck! I had completely forgotten about Liam.“Hello,