The Billionaire's Chosen Bride

Arriving in AJ City, Nancy Marlon frowned, confused why her parents had asked her to return home. She is a 24-year-old woman who had been studying in City X. After graduating with a degree in Business Administration, her father told her, “Nancy, I want you to return home and not base yourself in City X.” Nancy frowned during the phone call with her father. She knew he was a politician in AJ City, and she couldn't go against his orders. So she arrived at the airport at exactly 2 p.m., and her father's men were already there, waiting to escort her home. “Welcome home, Nancy.” Her elder adopted brother, Matthew Marlon, smiled at her, but Nancy frowned as she walked with him to the car. She sat in the back seat, aware that the city was ruled by the popular President Nolan Alejandro and his family. The city was named after the Alejandro family. They had been ruling for years, and any opposition party that tried to oppose them was immediately silenced. Nancy watched the road as Matthew started the car engine and drove out of the airport. Her eyes fell on the gigantic billboard displaying the city president's photos. “Hmm…” Nancy hummed, and she could see Matthew smiling at her through the rearview mirror. She ignored him, continuing to wonder why her parents had insisted she return home. Arriving home, the security men at her father's mansion gate pulled the huge black gate open for them. Nancy watched as Matthew drove his black exotic SUV into the premises and parked. She saw her parents standing at the mansion's frontage. Her mother wore a red gown, her father stood in his black suit, and the maids stood behind her parents in their blue uniforms. Nancy stepped out of the car and walked to the mansion frontage to meet her parents. She wore a red top, black trousers, and black high-heeled shoes. Nancy approached the mansion frontage, and her mother wholeheartedly welcomed her, “Welcome home, my beautiful angel.” “Good afternoon, Mom, Dad.” Nancy smiled as she hugged her mother. Her father said, “Welcome home, Nancy. Good to have you home with us.” “Thanks, Dad,” Nancy replied, and hugged her father. The maids said, “Welcome home, Nancy.” “Thank you all,” Nancy smiled at the maids. Her mother said, “Let us all go inside.” “Okay, Mom,” Nancy replied and walked into the living room with her mother. Nancy noticed the living room hadn't changed—still painted white, with beautiful flower vases around. Nancy walked to a black couch in the living room, which had seven black couches. “Home, sweet home,” she whispered as she sat down. She saw her mother standing in the center of the living room, smiling sweetly. “Mom, what is the good news about? You look so excited to see me,” Nancy asked, curious about the reason behind her mother's bright smile. Her mother, at 51, was a pure epitome of beauty and cuteness; her age didn't reflect on her face at all. She still looked under forty. Mrs. Olivia Marlon smiled and sat down on the black couch behind her. She replied, “Why wouldn't I be excited to see you, Nancy? You've changed. You look so beautiful now compared to when you left the city five years ago.” “Thanks, Mom, but I'm still the same,” Nancy replied, smiling sweetly at her mother. She knew her mother was right—she had changed since leaving the city five years ago to study abroad. Her boobs had grown bigger, her hips wider, and she was now a sexy, charming young lady. Nancy knew how most people passing by would pause and stare back at her, as she looked so adorable now. She also knew her mother loved calling her an angel because she had a pointed nose, sparkling blue eyes, and her long golden hair was her most attractive feature. “Mom, I need to go upstairs now and freshen up. Then I'll come back downstairs to join you and Dad for dinner,” Nancy said as she stood up from the couch. “Okay, my dear,” Mrs. Olivia replied, unable to stop admiring her daughter. She thought about telling Nancy about the arranged marriage with the president's son but decided to wait. Nancy smiled and walked upstairs to her bedroom. Approaching her bedroom door, she pushed it open and walked in. Nancy saw her room hadn't changed—still painted pink, with beautiful flower vases around. She walked to her room window to pull the curtains open and stare out at her surroundings. She saw three black cars drive into her father's mansion and park. Nancy saw some men in black suits step out of the back cars, walk to the front car, and pull the door open. She saw a tall man in a black suit with a red inner shirt step out. She met his black, handsome gaze, but immediately looked away and shut her room curtains. Nancy walked to her bathroom, stripped off her red top and black trousers, and decided to bathe before going back downstairs for dinner. A few minutes later, Nancy stepped out of her bathroom, wrapped in a long white towel. She walked to her bed, sat down, and creamed her body. Nancy missed her family while in City X, and she decided to search for a new job in AJ City. Since she was already home, she wouldn't be returning to City X anytime soon. Nancy sat on her bed, pulled open her bed drawer, and took out her body lotion to cream her body. She then picked up her television remote and switched it on. Photos and videos of their city president appeared on the screen. Increasing the volume, Nancy heard the reporter state, “Good evening, citizens of AJ City. I bring you the 4 p.m. news: President Nolan Alejandro has just won the recent election, scoring over 50 million votes.” "Hmph…" Nancy frowned; she disliked the Alejandro family. She quickly switched off the television, knowing the Alejandro family had ruled them for a long time and didn't want another family to rule. Nancy knew her father was a politician working under the AJ Political Party group. She sighed, deciding not to worry about politics. She didn't like the luxury lifestyle her family lived. She wanted a simple life for herself, her husband, and their sweet kids in the future. She disliked the security men who had been following her every minute since her return. Nancy finished creaming her body and stood up to search for clothes to wear. She walked into her closet and took out a short brown gown that hugged her body tightly, accentuating her hips and boobs. Nancy smiled and walked back to her room mirror. Holding her white towel in her right hand, she dried her wet, long golden hair and combed it to cascade behind her back. If only she knew the reason her parents had asked her to return home, then she wouldn't be at home.