All Chapters of The Billionaire's First Choice : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Billionaire Adam Caven sat in the dimly lit private lounge of his upscale bar, The Raven's Nest, a glass of bourbon in his hand. This was his sanctuary, a retreat from the ceaseless demands of his business empire. Known for his strict, stern demeanor and his lack of interest in women, Adam valued his solitude and guarded it fiercely, despite been known as the most eligible bachelor in the whole of new city he was not interested at al in all the publicity. The Raven's Nest was his creation, a place where he could observe the world from a distance, shielded by the walls of his private room. The bar was bustling with its usual weekend crowd, the sounds of laughter and music filtering through the heavy door. Adam preferred this sanctum, a refuge from the noise and chaos. Tonight, however, a nagging restlessness gnawed at him, a sense of unease he couldn’t quite place. He took a long sip of his bourbon, savoring the warmth as it slid down his throat. Deciding he needed to clear

Ina jolted awake to the harsh ringing of her phone, her heart pounding as she fumbled to answer it. "Hello?" she managed, her voice thick with sleep and lingering anxiety. "Ina Carter?" a calm, professional voice asked. "Yes, this is she," Ina replied, sitting up and trying to clear the fog from her mind. "This is Dr. Patel from St. Mary’s Hospital. I’m sorry to inform you that your father, Robert Carter, passed away early this morning. We were unable to reach your stepmother, Karen, and we need you to come in to sign the necessary documents to move his body to the mortuary." The words hit her like a physical blow. "No, no, this can't be happening," she whispered, her voice breaking. "I... I'll be there as soon as I can." As she ended the call, tears streamed down her face. The grief she had been holding at bay surged forward, consuming her. She buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably. The last few days had been a nightmare, and now it felt like the final, cruel twis

Ina's heart sank as she read the job posting for a maid position. The pay was decent, and the prospect of a full-time job in one of the city's most affluent neighborhoods seemed like a dream come true. However, her hopes were dashed when she saw the requirement that the applicant must be without children.Ina sighed, feeling the weight of her situation pressing down on her. She was pregnant, a fact she hadn't fully come to terms with yet. Though her pregnancy made her hesitant, but the desperation for a job and a stable income pushed her to apply despite the odds.As she arrived at the entrance gate of the grand estate, the gatekeeper, a middle-aged man with a no-nonsense attitude, looked her up and down before speaking. "I'm not in charge of the applications. Wait here while I fetch Maria. She's the one you need to speak to."Ina nodded, trying to maintain her composure despite the nervousness gnawing at her. She stood to the side, her eyes scanning the impressive facade of the m

Ina's days at the grand estate were filled with a relentless barrage of challenges, both physical and emotional. Despite her unwavering determination to prove her worth, the constant bullying from the other maids made each day feel like an uphill battle. The mornings often began with a cruel reminder of her status among the staff. Ina would wake up early, eager to start her tasks and show her dedication but she would often find her door locked from the outside, a deliberate act by the other maids to delay her arrival and make her appear incompetent in front of Maria. This tactic of sabotage extended to her work duties as well. Whenever Ina carried something delicate, the other maids would conveniently place obstacles in her path, causing her to trip and often resulting in broken items. Despite her carefulness, accidents seemed to follow her like a shadow, adding to her sense of frustration and helplessness. Maria's constant warnings only added to the pressure. "Don't make any m

"What are you doing there?" the voice boomed.Ina jumped, the photograph slipping from her fingers and landing softly on the bed.She turned to see Mr. Adams standing in the doorway, his expression a mixture of suspicion and irritation.He took a step forward, his gaze narrowing as he looked at her."What are you doing?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing."You're not supposed to be in that corner."Ina's mind raced, struggling to find a coherent response.She knew she wasn't supposed to be nosing around in Mr. Adams's personal space, but the photograph had piqued her curiosity in a way she hadn't anticipated. Now, faced with Mr. Adams's stern questioning, she found herself at a loss for words."I... I was just..." she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper.Adams's eyes bored into her, his suspicion evident."You were just what?" he pressed. "Answer me, Ina. What were you doing over there?"Ina's throat tightened, her thoughts a chaotic jumble. She could feel the weight of his