Semua Bab The Billionaire's First Glance: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Nathan’s POVFuck. I do not want to be here. I’d rather be at home chilling with my Amelie. She’s right, though; I should try to mend the relationship with my mother. Hopefully, there is something to mend.My father and mother didn’t love each other. It was an arrangement for business purposes. My grandfather on my mother’s side had a lot of financial problems. Luckily, his best friend was Carrington Michaels. My grandfather was desperate for an heir to the Michaels fortune. A deal was brokered, and financial help was given for his daughter's hand in marriage and for her to produce an heir. Their marriage was a disaster from the start, so much so that when I was born, my father had my DNA tested to make sure I was his. I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if I had a sibling out there somewhere. My father was a notorious ladies' man, and I heard my parents argue on several occasions about “sluts” in my father’s life.It’s 7:30 pm, and of course, Mother hasn’t arrived yet. Grandfather told

Nathan’s POVI felt overwhelmed by pain. It was like someone had reached into my chest, pulled out my heart, and held it up in front of me a la Mortal Kombat.“Nathan. Nathan,” Samuel said and shook me.I looked at him in a daze. I heard sounds coming from him but couldn’t make out the words.“For fucks sake, Nathan,” Samuel yelled, “Snap out of it.”The force in his voice cut through the fog. I looked around the room, and the only people left in the boardroom were Samuel, Samira, and myself.“Captain James is on the roof with the helicopter,” Samuel declared. “You better head down to your office and change.”“Thanks, Samuel,” I said, racing out of the boardroom towards my office.Samira followed hot on my heels. She was holding her phone and talking to someone about GPS location. “Get us a map of that area,” Samira demanded. “I don’t care if authorities are already looking. We need the map like yesterday.”“Samira,” I looked at her. “Send the other jet down to Boston as soon as possi

Nathan’s POVWe’ve been flying back and forth on the grid for 1 ½ hours. We haven’t seen a single clue of where they could be. It’s starting to get dark. I can see the brilliant orange and pink hues of sunset starting to appear across the sky. They are a beautiful warning that we are running out of time for today's search. How can something so spectacular bring me such a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach?“Dr. Michaels, we have about 30 minutes before we have to call off the search,” James spoke.“Push it as long as you can,” I replied. “I want every single second used.”“Yes, sir,” James answered.We continue for another 15 minutes before something is radioed in. A plane wing has been spotted floating in a part of the lake.My heart sinks to my stomach.No. It can’t be. I won’t accept it until I see the plane for myself.“They just sent me the coordinates, Dr. Michaels,” the location specialist Miguel said, “Do you want to head over there or continue on our search?”I have an

Nathan’s POVWhen she smiled down at me, I thought my heart was going to burst from excitement. I have never wanted something more in my life like I did Amelie. I wanted to declare my love for her right then and there, but everyone already thought we were in love.“Are you ok, kitten?” I yelled.“I’m better now that you are here, Schmoopie,” Amelie called back.“Did you think I wouldn’t come for you?” I declared.“No, I knew you would,” Amelie smiled.“Always,” I declared.“Oh god, you guys are making me sick,” Kimmy teased.“Right? I thought I was the only one,” Morgan giggled.Everyone broke out in laughter.“Rescue one to Moneybags. Can you shine your spotlight straight up for the exact location,” a voice came over the radio.“Roger that,” Kirk responded and pointed the spotlight straight into the air.“We have visual on you,” the voice spoke. “Do you have a count on the recovery?”“Affirmative. Two injured and three non-injured,” Kirk relayed.The rescue helicopter appeared overhe

Nathan’s POVHearing and feeling Amelie moan into my mouth made me instantly hard. Great, now I have to walk through the emergency ward with a giant bulge in my pants.“Oh, there’s the check-in desk,” Amelie stated. “I bet they have information on Thomas and Nancy.”Amelie walked up to the desk. “Good Evening, we were in the helicopter that brought in Thomas and Nancy, ummmm,” Amelie said.“Thomas and Nancy Franklin,” I added.“Oh yes, you must be Dr. Michaels and Ms. Cavanaugh,” the desk receptionist acknowledged.“Do you have any idea if they have been seen?” Amelie asked. “I’m very worried about them.”“If you can have a seat, I’ll ask around and let you know as soon as possible. Don’t worry dear, they are in good hands,” she advised us.“Thank you so much for your help,” Amelie said with a smile as she turned to sit down.I followed her over to the seats. She looked really worried. I grabbed her hand, “They are both going to be fine, Amelie,” I reassured her.“I just don’t like it