Entangled With The Vicious Billionaire

POLLEN’S POV As soon as my mother’s car parked directly in front of our small apartment and came to a halt, I did not spare the slightest chance to jump out of it. I began to walk into the house, ignoring her calls. “Pollen, Hey! Get back here!” I hastened my pace as I heard her alight from the car and slam the rickety car door. Her voice drew closer to me. “Are you crazy? Where do you think you’re going?” My mother’s voice hollered again as she tried to catch up with me. In no time, I was in the house. And as I walked into the living room, my younger sister; Laura, was sprawled carelessly across one of the old cushions. She was eating from a bag of Doritos. She raised her gaze to me, a bland, nonchalant expression written all over her face. I ignored her annoying ass and was about to make my way into the room, already mentally planning on shutting myself indoors for the rest of the day to save myself from mother’s troubles. But I was unlucky this time, my mother caught up with

RAYMOND’S POV I watched my reflection in the mirror as I arranged my black tuxedo. My dark, slightly messy hair, which refused to budge as always, left me with no choice but to lay it down with my hands. I exhaled deeply as I gave myself one last look in a mirror, the thought of going on a blind date with some lady weighs down on my shoulder like a rock. On a usual day, I would never be caught having a ridiculous date with just anyone, or accepting my mother’s offer to find me a wife. But here I was, all thanks to my Late Grandfather. Last week, Grandfather’s long awaited Will finally arrived, and the lawyer had revealed the most ridiculous idea ever. The Will stated that he would only hand the family’s company to any of his grandchildren who gets married and conceives a child first. Automatically instigating a silly competition between my cousin —Mark, and I. Since we were the only grandchildren that he had. But then again, I did not allow my rage to gain control of me. I was not g

POLLEN’S POV I stared at him, dumbstruck. He froze, then sat up abruptly to look under the sheets —just like I did. “Damn it!” I heard him curse and shut his eyes tight. “What have you done to me?” I screeched, at the same time jumping off the bed and racing around in search of my clothes. “What do you mean? I can’t even recall a thing” He muttered— his voice, hazy and exhausted. Then he sat on the edge of the bed to run his fingers through his hair. “ Ugh!—My head hurts” He groaned. But I didn’t care. I was too confused to give a hoot. “My dress!” I said frantically, pulling on the white duvet that was wrapped around my body. “ Where is my dress?” I asked again, not looking at him. My eyes were too busy rummaging the suite to do that. Furthermore, I was too embarrassed to look at him even if I wanted to. “ How am I supposed to know?” Was his rude reply. He got off the bed and staggered to the restroom. *** RAYMOND’S POV Once I made it to the restroom, I ran my hands t

POLLEN'S POV After a short nap that was supposed to help ease my mind, I woke up in pain instead. My head was hammering like it would split into halves.My eyes were still puffy, with streaks of dried tears hanging on the sides. Not wanting to leave the bed, I lay there for a few more moments, just staring at the roof.Seeing that I might remain in that supine position that felt like a trap, I rolled out abruptly.Laura wasn't in the room; she must have gone to work—the coffee shop down the street.I strode past her bed to the mini wardrobe we shared to get a pair of shorts and shirt. I showered and threw them on before going out to face my mother again. When I got to the living room, there was no one, but a noise from the kitchen caught my attention, and I went there.Laura didn't go to work as I thought; she was at the sink doing the dishes. Her entire body swayed to look at me when she heard my footsteps. “No work?” I asked calmly and reached for the fridge handle. “No. Decided t

RAYMOND'S POV “Let's get married,” she sputtered, and I froze. I was too astounded to say a word. “I know this sounds weird, and I am not in the position to say something like this, but—” “But what?” “I am willing to do anything to help you get that company,” she said with so much conviction. “What are you talking about?" I asked, still stunned, that she would propose such a thing. “You don't have to hide it; your mom told me everything,” she explained. “I know she did. Which was why you agreed to the date without a second thought?” “That’s not the case." Natasha paused to observe my face. “I know I messed things up when I chose Daniel, but you are whom I really wanted. And I only realized that when I moved to France.”She left her seat to meet me. “I still love you, Raymond—as a friend and romantically. And I will do anything to make you happy.” “Even bearing me a child?” I scoffed in disbelief. “You deserve to be CEO without this drama you are being dragged into. But sin