Blackmailed By Mr. Billionaire

CHAPTER 8

NOAH'S  POV :-

Am I dreaming? Did Angela really say that she will marry me? Yes, yes, Noah. She said that she will marry you. Yes, yes, yes! It means now she will be mine, only mine.

"Princess, you really don't have to do this," Mr. Anderson said in a defeated voice.

"I know Dad that I don't have to do this. It's just that I want to do this. Dad, we can't  afford to see you in jail. Mom needs you, Ace needs you, I need you, Dad. And trust me, I will be fine. You don't have to worry about me, Dad," Angela told her Dad.

"How can I not worry about you, my princess? This man will do nothing but break your heart. He will only hurt you. I can't see you getting hurt Angela, I just can't," Mr. Anderson said in a broken voice.

What the hell? What is his problem? Why can't he just let Angela marry me? He is trying to change Angela's decision. But no, I will not let that happen. He will spoil my entire plan. Dammit! I need to do something.

"If your family drama is over, then tell me your final decision. Because you are doing nothing, but wasting my time. So tell me your decision right now," I told them, raising my voice a bit.

Mr. Anderson opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Angela,

"Mr. Noah, I will marry you. And that is our final decision." Angela told me.

A victory smile immediately came on my lips. I walked towards Angela and stood in front of her. She was constantly glaring at me, with anger clearly visible in her beautiful eyes. Uhh, fireball, but my fireball. She crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"Smart decision, Miss Angela. I must say that you are a beauty with brain. Now come with me. We have to go somewhere," I asked Angela, offering her my hand.

"I am not going anywhere with you," she said, looking directly into my eyes. Woah, she really is very courageous. Noone else dares to directly look into my eyes. But this girl, she is something else.

"Oh yes, my princess, you are definitely coming with me. Do you want me to change my mind and send your father to the jail?" I said, with devilish smirk on my face. I know that she can't deny me now. She will have to come with me.

She rolled her eyes at me, but still put her small hand in my hand. Her hand fits perfectly in my hand, like they are meant for each other. We walked towards her parents and stopped in front of them,

"Dad, Mom, I am going out. I will come back soon. Take care of Ace." Angela told her parents.

"Take care of yourself, Angela," Her mother told her. I could hear sadness in her mother's voice.

Angela just nodded her head in agreement and then without wasting another second, we left the house. We walked towards my car and I opened the passenger door for her. She quitely got in without saying anything. I did the same.

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ANGELA'S  POV :-

We stopped in front of a very expensive looking jwellery shop. Why has he brought me here?

Mr. jerk head got out of his car, and started walking towards my side to open my door. But before he could do that, I opened the door myself. He doesn't have to act in front of me. I very well know that how much of a gentleman he is!

He glared at me, but I ignored him rolling my eyes at him and closed the door behind me. He shook his head and then came towards me. He tightly wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. As soon as his hand touched my body, I felt a spark of electricity run down my spine. He noticed my reaction and smirked at me. Jerkhead.

We walked into the amazing looking showroom and were greeted with the sight of thousands of expensive and beautiful looking jwellery. I have never been a big fan of jwellery but I very well know how to appreciate good and skillful work. But why has this jerkhead brought me to a jwellery showroom?

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