THE BILLIONAIRE'S SCOTTISH LOVER

A fleck of lint remained at the foot of the bed ,sitting there like a scar on a beautiful face.I snatched it up and threw it into the trash before I could lose it.Everything in my world had to be perfect,I mean that's how i got to be a billionaire and the owner of multi billion companies.Contracting with multi-billion firms,worked closely with the navy providing them never-ending stream of technological advancements for their aircraft.That meant steady ,well-thought -out research and a diligent staff who could work miracles on a daily basis.of-course i had to be a perfectionist. I woke up before the sun and immediately got down on my knees to make my bed.In the army ,they taught me how to smooth down the top and tuck the ends underneath the mattress so that the bed was perfectly flat and stiff.It was so tight I could've bounced a nickel off it.When I was done ,I stood up to inspect my work. I was happy with what I was seeing.I was a man who thrived in providing results no matter how small the task was. *********** Jordan is a man with raging hormones and desires ,when he was a bachelor he only considered short time relationships with the opposite s*x which didn't go beyond a month. surprisingly,only Florence Wright was able to surpass such a short -time arrangement to wifely status ....Well,she was his high school sweetheart -they got re-united eight months ago-or maybe he just let her.He knew she was different from the other girls she had been with and who had shared his bed,maybe she was challenged by her level of intelligence and willpower to succeed. Florence was a heiress to a fast-growing beverage company.There was this vibe about her that attracted him to her,She doesn't take nonsense from anyone and sticks by her principle and whatever else she thinks is right. He knew shes the exact polar opposite of most of his previous flings who dependent on him so much,not willing to stand on their own and almost sucked him dry if he still stayed. Jordan felt the tie tighten at his neck and he gulped swiftly s if there was a huge lump in his throat but inwardly,he knew it was the effect of the memories.they still haunted hi..his past mistakes and terrible taste in women no matter how fun it was. Frustrated and stressed out ,he loosened the tie roughly and murmured a a few profanities.After a long day at work,the least he needed was a quiet dinner with his wife. His phone rang.... It was his father.. ''Son,are we still on for dinner '' His father immediately interjected ..no pleasantries or nothing ''Yeah..sure dad we still on''Jordan replied as it had completely left his mind that he had dinner scheduled with his father who as the most punctual person ever. Florence refused to come ,said she had some deals to make with some foreign investors who were hard to come by.So he had to go to the dinner without his wife,well his father would have to take it that way.After all he was never interested in the dinner thing with his dad at all. ''Could you go faster?''Jordan yelled transferring his aggression on the innocent chauffeur. ''I'm already abit over the speed limit...''the chauffeur replied as Jordan gritted his teeth in frustration. ''Well,make it go a litle bit more faster''he retorted needing nothing further than reaching the old mans place and getting everything done ''Im try-''John ,,his chauffeur let out a loud gasp and barely jerked the car to stop when a loud thud was heard . Startled,John stepped out of the car and shrieked at the sight .Jordan closed his eyes and murmured a silent prayer ''God,let it not be what I'm thinking ''But Jordan needed not a prophet to tell him he just hit someone. **** Adding one final touch to her lips ,Anita Michael s popped her lips to make her lipstick sharply defined.She smiled and stared at her reflection in the mirror.she definitely looked good even though she hated makeup,she loved her natural self better. She stared down at the black leather stiletto with a a zipper at the back she had chosen to wear ,She had a habit of not wearing heels cause they make her feel unbalanced but Walter loves it so she had to,after all,its his special day so she could break some habits. Clutching her purse ,she set out to make Walter's birthday a special one,grinning at the thought of Walter complimenting her dress. She didint dress alot,thanks to lack of money but she took out time and resources to afford this lacy little black dress which hugged her curve so well that she realized she wasn't shapeless as her sister called her. Raised in a family of two in Stirling-a small town in Scotland ,her sister was the gorgeous one.Alicia was tall ,beautiful with lovely long dark hair and wonderful curves plus she's the perfect child. Her mum and dad loved her so much that she wondered if she was invisible in her parents eyes .Her sister Alicia  ,now a successful lawyer resides with her banker husband in Los Angeles having the perfect life . She had almost given up on herself before she met Walter.He encouraged her not to give up yet,made her feel lovable and special .So that's why she was going to return the favor tonight,make him feel special and loved. Already on cloud nine she attempted to crossing the clear road when out of nowhere a car almost hit her but the shock sent her sprawling to the ground. With her heart going to double time ,Anita gasped and realized she just escaped an accident though she felt some pain at her ankle and arm,probably bruised from the impact on the hard concrete floor,she thought ''Hey,You okay?''a man stepped out of the drivers seat and headed towards her. ''Do i look okay ?''she retorted, groaning from the effort of lifting herself off the ground .The man helped lift her to her feet and swayed sideways as a result to her heels. She bent her arm and stared at the red bruise forming there already .What a good body to impress Walter with. ''Were you blind or what ?''Anita Yelled at him ,annoyed that Walter would be more concerned over her minor injury than the effort she put into dressing up for tonight. ''I'm sorry ''was what he man could say bowing his head repeatedly. ''Thats enough '' A voice boomed from behind her and she whirled around only to stare at a god. His tailored suit was obviously expensive and he had a dont mess with me vibe going on .