Semua Bab NOT SO FAST, MR BILLIONAIRE: Bab 1 - Bab 7

Moaning makes me stir from my sleep. Hangover makes my head fall back into a soft, comfy pillow; a warmth of all thick muscles and hardness and I move closer to that warmth eliciting another moan exactly identical, except this time longer than the previous ones. I don't remember my dog Tiger being this hard or moaning like this. In fact, there is no way he would be in bed with me right now because as my memories come floating back, I vividly remember that Tiger died seven years and—My eyes snap open and when I look up, it is to the face of a stranger. Jolting from the bed in surprise, the action makes me hiss as my head feels like a building fell on it. I place a hand on my temple , trying the fight the migraine. Jesus! My head is killing me. How many drinks did I have? I look over at the stranger who probably from my movement, has turned on his stomach, a slow smile playing on his pink, full lips as his long lashes flutter. I look away from him, shaking my head in disappointment

“Okay, before you start with the twenty questions, I just want to let you know that the only reason I didn't tell you about Eric was because I didn't want to implicate your situation,” I start to defend myself to which mum is silent. I've grown up with Nicole Chase (who happens to be my mother) to know that when she's silent, it's not a good look. She's either mad, upset, thinking or plotting your demise. For my sake, I hope it's not the latter. “When did you find out?” She finally asks me in a calm, half whisper. I almost do not hear her. “That Eric was cheating?” Taking a deep breath, I occupy the seat Eric once occupied and take her pale, frail hand in mine. Holding on to her is another proof that I'm going to lose my mother and that reminder makes me want to break down right now but I hold the tears back for her sake. One of us has to be strong. “Last week,” I tell her. “I found him with a Nicole Kidman — in looks— wannabe as she was blowing the last sense out of the idiot

Holy… pregnant cow.Did I just hear him right or are my ears playing a fool on me? My billionaire handsome one night stand just asked me to marry him. My eyes wander across the four corners of my room, searching for some hidden cameras, because this has to be some kind of prank.“I'm sorry, what?” I whisper. He takes steps closer to me, his expression more serious than I've ever seen them. “Marry me, Arabella Rose Chase.”I don't know what makes me stagger back — the fact that this isn't a dream or that he knows my full name. “How did you—”He offers me a small smile. “Unfortunately, I have done a lot of research about you over the past week to the point of it being unhealthy and I know. I know how much you're willing to sacrifice your youth for your mother to get her medical bills. I know how much of a fighter you are. I know how loyal you are to the ones you love, and right now, I am here, in your personal space asking you to marry me in exchange for you to let me fight the battles

“Oh, the mystery girl,” his mother says with a smile and before I can process, she comes up to me, pulling me in for a hug. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”Oh. This is not what I expected. In the movies we watch, wealthy mothers actually act like everyone's beneath them, and after Mackenzie and Angel made me watch reruns of our favourite Korean shows, they'd engraved it in my head once again not to expect much.This however… is more than much. So much that it makes my heart gallop.She pulls away from me, that smile still on her face. “Jordan won't stop talking about you, honey, and I had to threaten him to bring you over fast. Now I get why he's been gatekeeping you. You are so gorgeous.”I let out an embarrassed laugh, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. That's nice of her, but I know she's lying for my sake. I don't need a mirror to know that I look fatigued and depressed. It doesn't help either that Jordan didn't even give me a chance to go home and change and apply