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

“You told me it was over," she spoke. "Do you have feelings for this slut?""I love her. I want to be with her, not you," he replied. "There is nothing you can do to change that.""I don't understand," she screamed, "She is nothing, a nobody. Have your fling like you always do, and be done with her. I am not moving out of the way for that, that woman.""No, you don't understand," he declared. "You never meant anything to me. You were a business deal—a marriage of convenience. I have what I want from you. I fulfilled my obligation. Now I want a divorce." She picked up the crystal vase and threw it in the direction of his head. He moved just in time to dodge it. It struck the fireplace brick and shattered in a ton of jagged shards."ARE YOU CRAZY?" He stared at her, bewildered."You're the one that has lost your mind," she said coyly. "I will take you for EVERYTHING you are worth. Let's see how long it lasts when your reputation is smeared all over the sidewalk.""Are you threatening m

Amelie’s POVThis.Can not.Be.Happening.Someone, please wake me up from this awful nightmare. I have been at the hospital for 3 hours now, and still no word on what was going on. It was driving me crazy. I felt nauseated. Just then, Tiffany ran into the waiting room.“Ame! Oh my gosh! I heard, and I had to come and see you,” Tiffany said as she hugged me, “Is Zander ok?”“I don’t know, Tiff. I honestly don’t know.” I burst into tears.“Shhhh, he’s going to be ok. Your love will pull him through.” She wiped my tears away and hugged me for what felt like an eternity. It was exactly what I needed.Man, I loved Tiff. She was the best friend anyone could ever have. For the past 5 years, she has been my rock, comfort, and umbrella to weather any storm. We always joked that we should just get married and forget about men. Then Tiff messed up our plans and found the most amazing boyfriend, Peter. You could tell their love for each other just by looking at them. Honestly, Peter was a god am

Nathan’s POVAs I pushed the elevator button to head to the VIP ward, I still thought about the beautiful goddess in the café. Why didn’t I approach her right away? I blew that chance. I sigh and run my hand through my hair.My grandfather’s room was the most oversized room on the private VIP floor. Corner room, of course. Just like his office at Michaels Investment Group. It would be my office one day, but it is now vacant. Carrington Michaels had a larger-than-life persona. Everything he did spoke of power and dominance. He garnered attention everywhere he went and demanded excellence from everyone around him. When my father passed away when I was 14 years old, my grandfather stepped in to be the father figure I needed. My mother, in her insurmountable grief, had stepped away from me after my father’s death. I had lost both parents the day my father died. I owed everything to this man. Even during my years away at boarding school, he was just a phone call or a plane ride away. He wa

Nathan’s POVI was finding it hard to concentrate on anything today. Yesterday, I ran into the girl of my dreams. “Amelie,” I purr. The taste of her name on my lips was delicious. I had never been affected by a woman like this before. I needed to know her, to possess her, to consume her. I thought of all the things that I would do to her. How my lips would taste every inch of her body. How I would make her cum repeatedly until I was ready to claim her and slam myself inside her. Oh, how I would mark her with my cum. I was rock hard thinking about it, even though I had jerked off twice in the shower this morning to the vision of her face. I couldn’t get rid of the hard-on that had persisted since I met her yesterday.“Dr. Michaels? Dr. Michaels?”I glanced up to find Samuel standing in front of my desk. How long had he been standing there?“Lost in thought?” Samuel smiles.If he only knew all the sinful things floating through my mind right now, I’m sure he’d be blushing. “Samuel, any

Amelie's POVThank goodness I only had class until 1:00 pm today. I want to look perfect for the interview. Against my advice, Tiff is playing hooky from class this afternoon to help me prepare and drive me to the interview so I don't have to take the subway. After my last class, I met her in the quad, and we quickly made it to her car. We head straight to my apartment so that I can shower, do my hair and makeup, and get dressed. I make sure to put on extra deodorant because I'm so nervous that I feel like I'm already sweating buckets.Tiff rushes me into the car and drives me downtown. We arrive at the Michaels Investment building safe and sound.Tiff looks at me and says, "Ame, you have this in the bag. I have full confidence in you!" She reaches over and hugs me."I hope so," I breath nervously, "I want this position.""It's yours," she states, "now go get them tiger."I hop out of the car and stride towards the front entrance.I am so fucking nervous! Breathe, Amelie, I told mysel