All Chapters of SOLD TO THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Willow"Brrrrgh......" I abruptly woke up to the jarring sound of my alarm clock,after waking up and stretching, my back still feels sore as if I'm 40 years older. Why won't it ache, I do three jobs to make ends meet while my dad sits around drinking and sleeping his ass out, while I do all the damn work."Another stressful day" I sigh to myself I need to be at my first shift by 07:00 am it's 06:15, great I have less than an hour to go to work. Struggling to get out of my messy room I sprint to the bathroom with the mission of taking a quick shower.I made my way to the bathroom downstairs as I try to open the door but it wouldn't budge, I tried to pushing past the door only to see bottles of different kinds of Beer on the floor as I try to make a clear path to the other side of the bathroom."Another to-do list" I cursed out on the thought I have to clean up after my dad like he was some Kid.Speaking of him, where is he?I disregard the bottles, then swiftly shower and towel off befo

WILLOWPhones emerged, capturing the unfolding drama in the cafe. As I surveyed the scene, everyone eagerly anticipated my next move. Whatever I did now would become the talk of New York, tarnishing my once-perfect resume.In my mind, I envisioned the potential headlines: "Willow Davis ousted by New York billionaire bad boy," What's his name again "Tristan Donovan." How could someone so attractive exude such arrogance and a terrible attitude? I wished I could strangle him in that moment.After orchestrating my dismissal, he had the audacity to tell me to undress. His breath lingered on my earlobe, and a smirk played on his lips, aggravating me. I shoved him away, a deep frown etched across my face."Screw you! You don't own me; you're not my father, you asshole. She was my boss, and it's her job to fire me, just like she said, 'pack your bags and get out.' And I did just that. Just because you're some spoiled brat doesn't mean you get to treat me like trash. Screw your money, screw you

WILLOWMy bare torso exposed, his hands traced down my thigh, attempting to remove my jeans. Frustration echoed in my moans, and despite my silent pleas, he seemed unyielding. I closed my eyes, whispering a desperate prayer as the world around me faded into darkness.I was powerless before him, I was his feeble prey and he was my predator, tears slowly slide down my cheeks in despair he was almost done taking it off until my eyes darted back to the empty glass of orange juice I consumed earlier it was arm's length away from us.I felt myself getting weaker and weaker this was my only chance and I'm not going to let it slide easily, gathering every strength left I struggle to grasps for the glass as the idiot chuckles when I successfully grabbed hold of it."what's that princess?" I smashed the glass directly at the floor as it breaks an old trick my Dad taught me when I was 4.Not much of an old trick and shouldn't be taught to a 4 year old in the first place, guess it came out handy.

TRISTAN I cleared the files about Willow, removing them from my desk. The smile I had earlier transformed into a frown as I picked up the call."So, how's the casino holding up, Tristan..." I gritted my teeth, struggling to keep from yelling over the phone. If he weren't the senator or my brother, the thought of arranging a reunion with Dad, six feet under, might have crossed my mind."Doing just fine without you ever since you left." I smirked proudly. He swore the casino couldn't run without him, yet here it is, one of the most successful ones in New York."Too bad it could have been bigger with my brains and tactics. That casino would be better than what it is now. I'm not surprised you and Hailey dragged the family's casino into the dust. Dad would be so disappointed," he mocked with a sheepish gag."Typical. I should expect something like this from you, always finding ways to bring people down. Since you have nothing important to discuss, I'll presume to end this conversation.""B

TRISTAN The party unfolded well, with numerous renowned proprietors and business owners approaching me. Some indulged in drinks, while others, like the strippers—among them, my sister—graced the dance floor. Hailey engaged in a lap dance with Jaxon, who seemed immersed in his own lascivious thoughts. Meanwhile, a section of the crowd was engrossed in gambling. The festivities took an abrupt turn when a commotion erupted from the gamblers' side.What now?As I drew closer an old man was arguing with some other gamblers."What's the commotion here" I asked trying to sort it out."This maniac strolled up, demanding his money back despite clearly losing the bet," one of them explained amidst a chorus of uproar from the others."Is this true??" I said bringing out my gun and pointing it directly at the back of the bastard's head as he threw his hand up the air in defeat."What's your name?" I asked as he slowly turned to face me and recognized him instantly he's Willow's father I dropped t