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BILLION TO ONE: The Contract Marriage (ENGLISH)

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He ripped the shirt I was wearing, and I had nothing on underneath but a laced panty. My chest was exposed right away. I was so conscious, but he never made me feel insecure, not even for a second. His kisses went down my neck while cupping both of my chests. A soft moan already escaped my mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist as his kisses went down to my stomach. An electric current ran down my whole body, making me want to beg him for more. I didn’t want him to think that I was inexperienced, and I didn’t want to bore him. So I pushed him back on the recliner without breaking our kisses, then I was on top of him.

We were both whining with pleasure, and it was extremely good. He hit the spot after I drove him harder into me. I couldn’t believe I did it. I couldn’t believe I was in charge. I was in control, and he liked it – at least to me because he did not protest.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me and I let it happen. But come to think of it, we were husband and wife anyway, so there’s nothing wrong with that, just the fact that in this marriage, no feelings are involved, but I guess intercourse could take place anytime.

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***10 YEARS AGO*** "It's not you!" "I know! So please tell me why are you doing this?" "Like I said, I didn't want to do it through text." "Please Tanner, I need you right now. I need you more than ever. Please don't do this today, I am begging you." "I can't wait any longer, Anne. I am sorry." "Then tell me why are you breaking up with me?!!" "Because I don't love you anymore!!!" "No! You're lying. You just told me you love me yesterday. You can't just fall out of love overnight!! Look, if you are going through something, you don't have to deal with it alone. We'll face them together. Just please, don't do this." "I am so sorry. I wish I could tell you otherwise but there's really nothing to tell. Goodbye, Anne." "No!! No Tanner please don't leave me!!! Tanner!!!!" ******** PRESENT TIME Today is one of the most awaited days of my life. Would you want to guess why? Because I, Sloane Enrique, will finally go on a blind date for the nth time, but this time it is with someone I know. He doesn't know that I know him, and I am not sure if he knows me. Anyway, when I went to this dating site, I couldn't believe my eyes when I came up with his account. He was my ultimate crush in college. I can't mess this one up. I'll give him my virginity if I have to. Wait, should I give it to him voluntarily or should I offer it first? Oh gosh, why am I only thinking about this now? I should have been more prepared. Does it happen on the first date? I didn’t even shave. I sighed in misery. How would I let him know that I am willing to surrender myself to him without telling him that I am willing to surrender myself to him? Damn! I wish Becky is here to tell me what to do. She’s the expert with men. You see, this isn't the first blind date I've gone to. I had a few - like twenty or so in the past. I know what you're thinking, but it's not me, okay fine, maybe just a little. Despite of my prig spinster look, which probably the reason why no one wants to date me, I am sophisticated and educated and I came from a well-known family, so I have the right to be very critical about my standards. I don't want to disappoint my grandfather. So, for today’s blind date I am proud to say that I upgraded myself. I am wearing the sexiest dress in my wardrobe. It’s a blue floral knee length fitted style sleeveless dress, with a wide neckline and shoulder straps. I matched it with my rubber shoes just in case he decides to ditch me for some reason, I can run after him. I had few bad experiences with blind dates. I remember the first guy, I mean how could I forget? He ordered the most expensive dishes in the menu and when he was done eating, he said he had to use the bathroom. I waited for 2 hours but he never came back. So, I ended up paying the bill. Oh, the most unforgettable one, he was younger and cuter, I thought he wanted to hold my hand, I mean he did when he snatched my pocketbook out of my wrist and ran away. Apparently, he wasn’t alone, and the blind date was their modus. So, I am hoping this one would be different from the rest. Because I am going to take my eyeglasses off, and I won’t be able to see him clearly and I’ll pretend I have a 20/20 vision just to look hot. “Yeah, prince charming here I come!” I giggled as I was daydreaming, feeling so confident with my make over. I was so busy reminiscing the past and I missed few of my best friend’s call, so when the caller ID showed up, I picked up my phone instantly. “What’s up?” “Where the hell are you? He’s already here!!” Becky yelled on the other line. Oh, I forgot to mention, I asked her to poke around for me from a distance just for assurance. “I am not late. He’s just early! I am on my way. Just uhm, I don’t know, watch him for me or whatever. Just go figure it out. Don’t let him out of your sight. I’ll be there.” I grabbed my keys and walked my way out and I could feel the butterflies in my whole body. “Sloane, please tell me you look decent.” She suspiciously asked. She doesn’t trust my concept of fashion. “Oh, you wouldn’t recognize me when you see me. I am hot and sexy, baby. I look like one of the Kardashan’s. I could even go straight to my own wedding with this look.” I bragged as I was pulling out of the driveway. “Wedding or burial? I don’t trust your definition of hot and sexy.” She said unconvincedly, I could imagine her deep frown while massaging her temples. “Can you just hurry up, please?” “That’s what I’m doing. See you in a bit.” And I ended the call before she could say something that could ravage my splendid mood and toss my pocketbook in the backseat. Becky doesn’t sugarcoat. She’s very straightforward and that’s what I like about her. But sometimes she’s so sarcastic and mean. She witnessed all my pain and sufferings, especially after what happened to my family’s businesses. Marriage was so easy when we were still at the top of the enterprise business, but now, they look at us differently. Suddenly, Enrique family doesn’t have friends anymore, as if we never existed in the first place. That’s what money does to people. I never regret anything that had happened to us. Because if it did not happen, my grandfather wouldn’t be here with us. Though he’s pressuring me into finding the man of my dream. I promised him that I would only marry for love. I hate to lie to him but he’s not really giving me any option. Why is luck never on my side? It just started raining, and people take their time driving when it’s raining. Great! Now I won’t be able to get there on time! I hate it when it rains because places tend to get crowded. I am meeting him in this fancy restaurant, I didn’t bring money, so if he ditches me, I’ll just wash the dishes. I got to the place but of course I had to park all the way in the back because it’s literally packed. I didn’t bring an umbrella, so I am using my pocketbook as my rain shield, and I ran as fast as I could. I stopped at the door before walking in to put myself together. I was kind of taking my time and wanted to let Becky know that I’m already here, but her text message made me call her right away. “What do you mean with that text? I am already here! Where are you? Where is he?” I walked in and ignored the person in the front. “I don’t see him. Where is he?” I asked with my voice cracking up. This can’t be happening. He’s the only guy among the other blind dates I had who has 50% of my standards and I don’t know if I’ll be able to find another one after. “I don’t think he’s the one, Sloane. He saw this chick dressed up in an expensive gown, and they ended up walking out together. I am so sorry.” Her voice is so apologetic but it’s not her fault. “Just change your profile pictures and delete the old ones or else I have to photoshop them. Love you.” She kept on talking and telling me what happened and that she needed to be somewhere else, so she also left, and I just hang up the phone. I thought I would be numb by now from all the rejections I’ve had in the past, but why do I still feel like I dead loss? I know I shouldn’t be desperate about dating someone, but when my grandpa’s happiness is involved, I would do anything. He doesn’t have much time left in this world and I want to do whatever it takes to make him happy. I lost my enthusiasm and hope, gradually I sat down in one of the tables. I took my glasses off to rub out all the agony coming out of my weeping eyes. I was disheartened – again. People are walking past me, but it doesn’t matter. I couldn’t see them anyway. “Lord, just give me a sign. When will you give me the man I’m going to marry?” I silently whimpered. I was devouring my loneliness seclusion when they played a love song. This place does not have any sensitivity towards others. Not everyone is happy and in love. I was holding my glasses in my hand and almost crack it because of my intense exasperation. My heart jumped out of my chest and I was flabbergasted by the male voice coming out of nowhere as if he’s too close to me. “Great! Now I dropped my eyeglasses!!” I mumbled to myself while tapping my forehead. I was bending forward to find my glasses when I hit my head onto something. I furrowed my eyes to see clearly what was in front of me, but without my eyeglasses all I could see was a blurry moving image. "I did many terrible things in my life and one of those is letting you slip away. Today, I want to make sure that it will not happen again." I could smell this guy’s minty breath, which means he’s too close to me. What the heck is he talking about? And who is he? I glanced around me, and I could indistinctly see numerous brief glints sync with a clicking sound. Wait, are they taking pictures? “Oh crap, I don’t even know her name.” He muttered and I just ignored him and went back to finding my glasses. "When I remember what we had in the past I couldn't help but smile.” And he carried on with it. I stretched my arm out searching for my missing glasses like a blind person so I could get the hell out of here when I felt something soft. “Oooh, aggressive! I like it! But babe, that’s not my hand.” He continued when I felt a tight grasp off my wrist which freaked me out. “My heart skips million times whenever I think of you. Now, I want to tell the world that you are the only one I want to spend my life with." He kept on talking while holding my hand. Now I am so not happy about this. I think he’s mistaken me for someone. "Will you marry me?" “Excuse me, I couldn’t really see without my glasses, so if I am on your way, pardon me but I just want to find my glasses and leave.” I cut him off before he could finish what he was saying. With my plain ordinary look, I was never mistaken for anyone. “But go on – don’t mind me.” Again, he touched me, and I was about to scream when I felt the distinctiveness of my glasses in my hand. With a sigh of relief, I put it on in a haste, but then wished I did not. “I am waiting for your answer, babe. Don’t embarrass me in front of these people.” He gestured his head towards the crowd. This guy is on his knees, holding a huge diamond ring. “Will you spend forever with me?” He asked again without hesitation. I leaned forward. “Are you talking to me?” I whispered to him with confusion, and he just nodded. “Are you pranking me? Is this the reality show?” I asked again to make sure I won’t act imprudently. “No, it’s not a prank but it’s live on national television so if you could say yes now and be done with this?” I don’t how he could hold off his smile pretending to be genuinely happy but demanding me to give him a required response. “We can discuss the price after.” He continued without showing any second thought. When he mentioned the price, I couldn’t think for a second, but when he said it’s on national television, I just want to die. My grandfather is probably watching this right now and I don’t know what I am going to tell him. I took a deep breath and put on my fakest smile. “Yes – yes? Yes!!” I awkwardly responded with hesitation, and everyone clapped their hands. He put the diamond ring on my finger and disgustingly hugged me, oh yeah, I felt it. I was the same way. They took tons of pictures together before he stepped out and talked to the media then they all left. I don’t know what he told them, I guess I’ll find out eventually. I couldn’t leave yet because they were blocking the way, so I patiently waited. I was staring at the ring on my finger and damn it looks good on me, I wonder how much does this cost. “I thought you said hot and sexy? What the hell!!!” His loud voice caught my attention. He was screaming at the other guy he’s talking to. “Yes, she was here wearing the gown you bought her. I don’t know where she went.” He is frightened of him. Whoever this guy is, he must have some kind of power over people. “You’re only doing one f*cking thing!! Just one!!! And you f*cked it up!!” His eyes were in rage, but they look so familiar. I felt his anger, and for a moment I couldn’t move, I feared for my life. He walked up to me. “Give me your phone.” He commanded with authority and quickly reached out for my phone and handed it over to him. I don’t know why I did that, but I just felt like I had to. “This is my number. Don’t call me. I’ll call you.” He gave an emphasis with the word DON’T, making sure I got the point. “Now, put your number on my phone. I’ll call you when I need you.” I did not even complain, I just did it. As soon as he was done, he turned his back on me but before he could walk away, I stopped him. “That’s it? I put my face on national television for your stupid game and I don’t get anything?” I folded my arms over my chest, and he just proffered with an irritatingly smug. “Look, I am doing you a favor. This might be good for you. Consider this as your job.” I furrowed my eyebrows as I was skeptical about what I heard. This jerk thinks I am badly need of a job. Do I look like I am going for an interview? “I am hiring you as my fake fiancé. Don’t worry my secretary will discuss the job offer and the payment. So, it’s nice meeting you.” He put his sunglasses on and started making his way to his car, but I followed him. “How would I know if you’re telling the truth? What’s in it for me? What if I don’t want to do this? I can’t be just a fiancé of some random dude who decides to propose on national television! You did not even ask if I have a boyfriend, you just assumed!” I touched my forehead just in case I missed a sign that says, ‘single and ready to mingle’. He gave me a cocky chuckle and looked at me from head to toe then sat on the hood of his car. “You don’t have a boyfriend, and trust me, you’d benefit from this. And oh, I am no random dude – I am Tanner Hargreaves.” Just like that, he already got me. It’s true, he’s not just some random dude – he is Tanner Hargreaves. How can I forget? He was my first love, my first boyfriend, my first relationship, my first heartache. The guy who dumped me without even telling me why. But he did not even recognize me. Does this mean we get a second chance together? Or it’s just all in my head? 

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