All Chapters of Sold to the Bossy Billionaire: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Allison POVAlex had purchased several different tickets for me. Their destinations were arranged in an irregular pattern on the map.Alex proudly said that he had drawn it by lot, so no matter how Damien tried to figure out where we would go when he found those tickets, he would fail.Then he bought a couple of cruise tickets from different parts of the U.S. coastline. They also went to different destinations. Then he gave me the choice.From it, I drew a ticket to Iceland."Did you know that some people call Iceland the end of the world, Allison?" Alex smiled in surprise after I drew this ticket."It's almost as if it's hinting that we'll elope to the end of the world. I like the moral of going against the entire world."Alex said something so innocent that I didn't know how to respond.While Damien busied himself with preparations for our engagement banquet, I had already boarded a ship bound for Iceland with Alex, who had sneaked out. To evade Emily's hired bodyguards, Alex

Alex POVAs the dawn broke, the first person I laid eyes on was Allison.She awoke in my embrace, her beautiful brown eyes opening to gaze at me, and I couldn't help but kiss her.Allison chose me.This thought had been echoing in my mind ever since we eloped to Iceland, empowering me.Every night, as I closed my eyes, Allison was the only one in my dreams. I was certain that my soul and body were with her around the clock.Allison turned down Damien's shameless engagement threat and left behind the family she deeply cherished. I believed she took a leap of faith, to be with me.I told her to think about herself, and her decision was to leave everything behind and come to this place with me."Good morning, Allison," I said."Good morning, Alex..."Her voice was still drowsy from just waking up. She couldn't resist my kiss but would only let out a soft, confused moan until the kiss lasted too long, and she'd come to her senses, gently pushing me away with her hand on my chest,

I accepted Elena's invitation.In Victoria, there were many children who liked ballet, and their eyes were filled with love for it during training.I loved teaching them to dance. As I looked at their smiling faces, I knew why some ballet dancers chose to become teachers.Becoming an excellent ballet dancer was indeed a joy, but discovering more people who loved ballet, teaching them, and watching them aspire to become excellent ballet dancers was also a very fulfilling thing. This was another way of loving ballet.I did my best to teach them the dance techniques I had learned, to adjust their movements for them, and to encourage them when they were tired and sad from training. It made me happy.Looking at the young girls, I thought of Olivia and Daniel every day.Susan would take care of them for me, but that didn't stop me from missing them every day.What were Olivia and Daniel doing now? Had my mother woken up? If she had, would she be disappointed and sad not to see me?Wo

My first encounter with Antonio left a positive impression on me, but it seemed he was even more taken with me.Every time I visited the training class, I could see him warmly greeting me, his smile genuine and friendly, creating anticipation for a wonderful day.His warm and friendly demeanor was not just toward me but extended to the entire town, which made him quite popular.The children in the training class adored Antonio. They told me that after wrapping up their day's training and walking down the stairs, the most anticipated moment was seeing Antonio's smiling face. He often placed a candy jar on the table by the door during the time the children finished their training, with a sign that read "Free Tasting".The children said it was Antonio's reward for their hard work. When I inquired about it, he just scratched his head shyly and said, "Do they think so? I just thought they might want to replenish some sugar after training. If it motivates their training, that would be gr

Being with Tony was very natural and smooth, and our life together was plain but not dull, with a sense of happiness that belonged to ordinary people.Since we kissed, Tony had let me call him by a nickname. He finally made a bold move, feeling that our relationship was close enough, and made a request to me.Although Tony had no beautiful jewelry to give me, nor did he use his own injuries to make me feel heartache for him, he would still do his best to make me happy.He looked at me with loving eyes while I was teaching the children ballet, watching me surrounded by children. Even when we were together, he never disturbed me, respecting my life and work.He would only present me with a beautiful sunflower during my rest time, then wait for me to give him a smile.It was one he had planted in his own courtyard.Tony said that the sunflower was a flower that grew positively toward the sun, and he hoped that the sunflower he gave me could bring a positive effect to me.After hear