Addicted To A Billionaire

ThelmaI swallowed as I turned to face the enormous white door in front of me, terrified of the masculine form that seemed to be trying to emerge.Even though I knew Sir Adam had requested me to enter, I stood tensely in my long red robe and kept staring at the enormous door.I was quite terrified that I might urinate on my pants because I could hear items being scattered across the space.Did Sir Adam want to pay me to sleep with a monster that was in the room?I asked myself this out of fear, and before I realized it, I was regressing a few steps. I could hear footsteps getting closer to a gorgeous white door, and I could hear it creak open.I leaped back in alarm as a dark-skinned, attractive man emerged from the apartment, his eyes nearly colorless and his hair styled short. He took a moment to steady himself before turning to face me. He was very attractive. And as I struggled to get the door behind me to open, I paused to give him a good look.He appears to be a god. A model or

Mavin White;"Who was that woman?" I glared at Sir Adam with frustration.I only have a vague memory of asking him to fetch me a glass of water while I was preoccupied with my grandfather's will.Grandpa insisted that I marry against my will, but I strongly opposed.I was the sole child of my parents. Despite my parents not being married, my father remarried when I was young. As my mother was involved in the adult entertainment industry and struggled with addiction, my grandfather took on the responsibility of raising me single-handedly.I strongly disliked women and was shocked to discover that my own mother seemed more interested in worldly desires, as she ignored me and left me when I needed her the most.At 35 years old, my grandpa never missed an opportunity to remind me of my age."You should consider getting married," Grandpa would often remind me, knowing that I was his only grandson and the importance of having a successor.Grandpa had other grandchildren from his daughters, b

Mavin White;Once I had accompanied my grandpa back home and helped him settle into his downstairs room. I made sure my grandpa took his medicine before I entrusted him to Angela's care and returned to my bedroom upstairs. I entered my closet and swapped my casual attire for a blue suit, ready to head out to the company. I had a business meeting at noon with my shareholders and partners.I have already reached out to Henry Black to reschedule the business meeting for the afternoon. Additionally, I have informed my secretary that I will not be able to arrive at the company on time.On Saturday, October 18, I made sure to dress up carefully in my room. Since the business meeting involved interacting with my international colleagues, it was important to ensure clarity in our discussions. Despite Grandpa Charlie severing his ties with my company. Except I only got married to fulfill the purpose of having a great grandchild or impregnating someone before the year ends. I understood the ne

Thelma Sabastain;I completed my breakfast in my bedroom, then rose from the chair and made my way to the mirror to admire my radiant reflection once more. I have a sleek, pointed nose, and my piercing blue eyes were captivating as I admired myself in the mirror. With a smile, I gracefully undressed and prepared to indulge in a relaxing bath in the bathroom.I hopped into the white bathtub and bathed with efficiency, eager to meet with my father whom I had been avoiding since the previous day. I sighed and realized that my mother had a point about me being naive. I should have been more cautious about Sandra and Ella's opinions, considering their close bond. They occasionally display jealousy towards me due to the wealth of my parents and the numerous awards and recognition my father's company has received in City B. My mom had high hopes for me to inherit my dad's company. Although, my elder brother Steven Sabastain seems to have a special place in my mom's heart. Even though she mad

Steven Sabastain;I observed my father's expression as he remained seated on the black couch in the living room. It pained me deeply to witness my younger sister in tears, storming out of her room in frustration. After spending a day cooped up in her room, avoiding the attention drawn to the marks on her neck and cheeks.I'm curious about how she managed to have her birthday celebration at the LX Hotel. Our father even gave her permission to go out with her friends for the first time ever to celebrate her birthday away from home.Thelma has not experienced the same level of public exposure as I have. No one was aware that she was my father's daughter either. There were only rumors about my parents having another child, a girl, besides me. Very few people took the time to look up Thelma's identity online, and my dad didn't share any information about her either."Dad, I think it's actually a good idea for Thelma to continue working with M.W Group. She can do her internship there and lea