All Chapters of Sold to the Bossy Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Damien Ravenclaw's mansion was truly breathtaking. As I entered with the dance troupe, I couldn't help but feel awestruck. "Wow, look at that huge stage they've set up just for our performance! Is he some kind of royalty?" whispered someone in the troupe. As the dancers chatted quietly about Damien, I learned he had a background quite different from mine. He had graduated from Stanford, his father was a math professor at the university, and his mother taught humanities. Known for his exceptional skills in numbers since childhood, Damien swiftly rose to become a renowned senior trader in the finance world. People now hailed him as the undefeated Wall Street legend. Damien was indeed a remarkable billionaire, veiled in mystery.In the month leading up to the banquet, I dedicated myself to rehearsals with the troupe. We were gearing up for a performance of "Swan Lake," a beloved ballet classic. The troupe leader had entrusted me with the challenging dual roles of the White Sw

After settling on my decision, I took a quick shower.En route to the hotel, I pondered how to inform Alex about the situation. I didn't want to cheat on him while we were still in a relationship. 'Maybe I should break up with him?' I wondered. Just the idea of hurting Alex pained me. Memories of our special times together made it hard for me to dial his number. Instead, I typed a breakup message and sent it. Avoiding my phone, anxious about Alex's potential call, I kept my eyes off the screen. Luckily, he hadn't read the message yet, giving me a momentary sense of relief.Arriving at the upscale five-star hotel Damien had mentioned, I felt awkward stepping inside. The manager greeted me, likely tipped off by Damien. After confirming my name, she escorted me to the elevator and ushered me to the top floor. As the elevator doors opened, Damien came into view. Clad in a bathrobe, he exuded refined charm. Sensing my unease, he poured me a glass of wine. "I want you to enjoy

When the alarm rang, Alex was still asleep. Groggily, he hugged me tightly, trying to keep me in bed. Planting a kiss on my neck, he murmured, "Stay, Allison. Don't leave me." His eyes remained closed. Instinctively, he was begging me to stay. "Oh, Alex, I've got another part-time job today," I softly explained, untangling his arm.Even in his slumber, Alex seemed to sense my departure, grumbling unhappily. The sunlight cast a warm glow on his handsome face, resembling a perfect statue. Alex was a popular figure at school, admired by many girls, yet his heart belonged solely to me. Back in high school, when a boy pursued me, he once sneaked into my room out of jealousy to prove his superiority in looks, academics, and sports over my suitor."So, you should like me more!" He expressed his mix of hurt feelings and confidence.Blushing, I promptly ushered him out, clarifying that I had no intention of dating the pursuer as I didn't hold any romantic interest in him.Alex

"You look seductive when you're shy, you know?" Damien teased. "Allison, I'm really looking forward to meeting you." Damien expressed his desire to meet me, which probably meant he wanted to make love to me. I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Should I take the initiative to meet him, as his mistress? However, Damien's tone seemed more informative than suggestive. After providing him with the hospital's address and my mother's name, he ended the call.Shortly after, Damien's well-dressed assistant arrived. The nurse, who had been stern with me, quickly changed her demeanor, even asking if she could help him with anything. "Mr. Ravenclaw asked me to cover Ms. Claire's mother's medical expenses. Her name is Elizabeth Claire, and she's currently in the ICU."The nurse's expression soured as she glanced at me approaching the assistant, who greeted me politely. "Ms. Claire, I'm sorry to hear about your mother. I hope everything goes well for her." "Thank you for your

Stepping out of the staff office, I spotted Alex by the doorframe, appearing slightly flustered as our eyes met. "Why are you still here?" My tone carried more assertion than inquiry. I did it on purpose—his presence unsettled me, and I needed to make it clear that we weren't right for each other anymore. Alex, perplexed by my demeanor, misunderstood my intentions. "I'm sorry for overhearing your chat with Dr. Martin. I didn't mean to. I just wanted to wait for you." "I don't care about that. Eventually, everyone will know," I stated, proceeding to exit the building and the school. Alex trailed alongside me, resembling a puppy seeking attention, persisting with attempts at conversation. "You look tired... Have you been getting enough rest?" I remained silent."I found a lovely restaurant with delicious desserts, including your favorite tiramisu. Are you hungry? Maybe you'd like to go there with me?"Still, I didn't answer him."I saw that lucky dog again