The Billionaire's Daughter

CHAPTER 1

The typical noise of a nightspot continues to be heard in the ears of someone sitting in the corner of the club. Right at the VIP table she booked with some friends, the blonde girl was sitting alone. The braided hair is a little messy in stark contrast to her office attire that looks so charming. Her thin lips are polished with a fresh and seductive cerry color for those who see.

In the slightest, she did not feel interested in following the sound of music played by the DJ. He prefers to sit alone and check some e-mail entered on her mobile phone. It just so happens that one of the most famous clubs in the City of London belongs to her little friends Carol and Aaron. The couple recently opened a new club, and she was invited to try out how to service their club. Sarah Dimitrova-Jacob, an architect and Director at Sunroof Real Estate. The only daughter of a well-known Real Estate entrepreneur in the United Kingdom.

"It's crowded here, but my heart is empty," she murmured.

Sarah doesn't like alcoholic drinks so much, she prefers to drink orange juice. Now she lifts her face, looking for these two best friends with sharp eyes. But the melting of her eyes did not come to fruition, because down there everyone was enjoying music and dancing. Even the lack of light in the room further complicates the search. Until a gentle baritone interrupted her quest.

"Are you alone?" Sarah turned her head towards the coming voice and pointed at herself.

"Yes," the man sits by her side, and makes Sarah uncomfortable because she's not the kind of person who accepts new people easily.

"As you can see, I'm alone," replied Sarah sliding her body away from the handsome man.

"Want me to be with you? I can satisfy you, miss," he whispers in Sarah's ear, making her edge back.

Gigolo? unlucky! Murmur Sarah in the heart.

"You don't have to worry, because a lot of young girls like you love to play with me. I'm sure you'll love my game," the man touches the back of Sarah's hand, giving a disgusted stare. It was so eager to gouge out the man's eyes until it came out. The man's gaze was as if he was stripping Sarah with his eyes.

The physical appearance of the girl is so stealing the attention of the man in this place, no exception who is offering himself to her. Her beautiful face is often in business magazines as well as TV. Being born into a noble family and a businessman in the United Kingdom made many pairs of eyes on him.

"You dare to touch me!" snapped Sarah on the gigolo who kept performing.

"No need to be ashamed, I'm very experienced in dizzying women. Especially young girls like you, miss," he said while touching Sarah's arm.

Sarah's hard slap landed right on the gigolo's left cheek, making him cringe in pain while holding his cheek. Because the emotion has been slapped by Sarah, then he pulls Sarah's hand rough. The girl cringes in pain as the grip on her wrist gets louder.

"s**t!!! I'm good enough to offer myself to a lonely girl like you. But what are you doing?" the man tightened his teeth.

“I'm not interested in like you! Get your ass out of my face!" Sarah jerks the man's grip violently.

The man kept trying to block Sarah from leaving. Until a heavier baritone interrupted the tension between Sarah and the man.

"What's wrong?" Sarah tilts her head slightly to see the owner of the baritone voice behind the gigolo's body. In the midst of the low lighting, she can see a tall man standing up and staring at him intensely. Let's say that right now she's feeling confident, but in reality that's what's happening. The man stared at him intensely until he made the gigolo in front of her gasp and squealed angrily.

"This bastar gigolo is bothering me," Sarah edged behind the man's strapping body, though she didn't know each other yet but he was convinced that this man was a good man.

"Ck. Lonely women who are pretentiously selling expensive!" said the gigolo did not accept.

"You better leave, before I call the security," he threatened the gigolo.

"Sarah..." Aaron and Carol approached her. "What's the matter, Honey? Are you okay?" Carol asked trying to calm a visibly shocked Sarah. Aaron and Carol's eyes are on the handsome man who is still standing right in front of them.

"Is he your friend?" asked the man to Aaron and Carol who were grabbed by the two while cleaning up some of Sarah's stuff.

"You'd better go and don't come to the club if you're not sure you can have fun," he said before passing away leaving the three peoples in curiosity about his figure.

"This club is mine, why do you have to get anyone who deserves to come here?" resented Aaron after hearing what the man who had just helped Sarah say.

"Are you feeling better?" asks Carol, her little best friend who always understands and understands Sarah's condition.

“Now we're going to drive you home, it's not safe and fun. I'm sorry, Sarah," Aaron feels guilty about Sarah.

"How could you be so stupid? You still don't recognize me," the man who had noticed the movements of Sarah and her friends murmured.

All the way from the club to the mansion, Sarah was more silent. She only occasionally muttered or nodded to respond to her two best friends. Aaron and Carol occasionally glance at the center mirror, making sure that their best friend is okay. Sarah rests her head on the window of the car, looking at the glitter of London at night. It's been a while since he's been going to clubs and public places to entertain himself or just unwind. Her days are full of busy work and past injury problems. "I don't have much time to have fun when I'm sick," she whispers to myself in a soft tone.

Aunt McAdam opens the door of Edward Jacob's mansion and helps Sarah carry her handbag. Sarah waves as she stands right in front of the door as Aaron and Carol's car leaves the main gate of her parent’s mansion. In life the girl does not have many friends, there are only a few because she is quite privately covered. McAdam's uncle and aunt are a married couple who work in the mansion of her parents, Edward Jacob's nanny who has been Sarah's nanny since she was born.

Edward Jacob was a well-known Real Estate magnate in the United Kingdom[2], the second son of a Scottish nobleman. In the midst of his busy life as an owner of a well-known real estate company in the United Kingdom, Sunroof Real Estate, he always had time for family. A warm and kind Father figure for their little family. Her mother, Mariana Dimitrova[3] was an intelligent and gentle woman for her husband and only daughter. Prior to her marriage to Edward Jacob, she was a Professor at Varna University of Managemet, Bulgaria.

Yes, Sarah is the only daughter of the Dimitrova-Jacob family of Bulgarian, English, and Scottish descent. Becoming the Lord Philips Jacob's first grand daughter, a British nobleman, Doctor, and businessman, made her the centre of attention. But she is not a spoiled girl like the daughter of a wealthy family in general, who always gets treated like a princess in a fairyland. Because since childhood she has been taught to be independent and generous from her grandfather. Always get things his own way and effort.

"Where are My Mom and Dad, Aunt McAdam?" she asked as she climbed the stairs to the room on the second floor of the classic British architectural mansion.

"Master and Madam are asleep, Miss Sarah," aunt McAdam replied.

"All right. Good night, Aunt McAdam," she said as she walked into her large, dark bedroom.

"It's such a bad day and night," Sarah sighs tiredly as she blows her body into bed.

Soon she had been asleep from exhaustion. Even the beautiful girl didn't have time to just change clothes. Her body was so tired of the things he went through, that sleep was the best thing she would do.