Indebted To The Billionaire

OWEN'S POVMy phone kept buzzing on the table and I flung it away in anger. I was in the middle of an important meeting yet my father kept on calling me just to annoy me. Caleb snorted beside me and I glared at him. He raised his hands in surrender, trying to suppress his laughter and focus on the meeting.Sometimes I wish I was like him, so calm and collected. I shook my head and focused on the meeting, feeling my anger increase as the worker presenting kept spewing nonsense. I banged the table hard as I stood up and everyone flinched in fear.“Is this what I pay you to do? How many months have we been working on this project huh? Why can't you guys ever get anything right!?” I yelled, anger and frustration written all over my face as everyone bowed their heads in fear. Caleb sighed and placed his hand on my shoulder, urging me to calm down.“This meeting is postponed, the next time we'll be meeting here, you better have something better to present. Or your sack letter will be presen

OWEN'S POV“Tell me, what did you think of?” He asked me and I signaled for him to come closer. “You have to keep it a secret though. You can't tell anyone about it.” I said to him firmly and he nodded, moving closer to me.“So, Dad wants me to get married right? Then I'll find a girl, get married to her and after I turn forty, he'll give me my inheritance and then we'll get divorced. It's going to be like a contract marriage. Do you understand?” I was bouncing in my seat, happy with the plan I just made.Caleb looked at me for a while, his expression unreadable and it seemed like he had zoned out. When he stayed silent, I waved my hand in front of him and he jolted.“Are you alright?” I asked, and he ran a hand through his face. He stood up and walked around for a while, probably thinking of what I said.“I'm alright.” He replied after a while and came to sit back down in front of me. “It's an excellent plan, but don't you think it's a little risky? Marrying someone you don't know at

OWEN'S POVToday has been a very strenuous day. I collapsed on my office chair as I thought about all that had happened today. My father's crazy insistence on me getting married, arranging girls for me to pick a wife from, and then I hit someone who yelled at me for saving her. Should I have just left her there to die? Doesn't that mean I'll go to prison?I rubbed my face, fatigue and stress beginning to get the better part of me. I still have a lot of work to do and I suddenly don't know where to start. Caleb walked in and my eyes immediately lit up at the sight of a bottle in his hand.“What happened? Why did you sound so scared and frantic on the phone earlier?” He placed the bottle in front of me and sat down, worry etched into his features.I sighed and grabbed a glass under my table as I explained all that happened to him. He stared at me in disbelief, with his mouth wide open. I laughed and poured myself a glass of whiskey, gulping it down in an instant and relishing the sat

OWEN'S POV“I have a condition.” She looked at me with hope in her eyes and I thought about this again. Would this be a good idea?"How much is the money?" I enquired, wanting to know what I was getting myself into. She looked at her fingers as she played with them, she's probably nervous."A hundred thousand dollars." She whispered and I stared at her in shock. That's what she was getting abused for?"Just that?" I asked to be sure and she nodded slowly. That's a small amount compared to the trauma she's going through.I could help her with her loans, I'm rich enough to pay off the loans in the United States. She'll have to be my wife.Marrying her will benefit me a lot, I just need to pay off her debt, and then she gets married to me for three months and the inheritance is mine. She won't have any additional deal or request to make so this will all fall in my favor.“I'll pay off all of your debts if you decide to marry me.” She gaped at me in disbelief and I felt offended. I'm a to

OWEN'S POVShe looked worried, but I didn't know if she was worried about me or worried about the fact that I might cancel the contract. That's never gonna happen. I slipped my hand inside my pocket and brought out a ring case and her eyes lit up.“There was something about her that didn't sit well with me.” She looked confused and I almost laughed. “The question you asked me, why I proposed the contract to you when I already had someone.” Her mouth formed into an ‘O’ and she nodded like she understood me. I knew she didn't because she was still playing with her fingers nervously. “So…” She started with a small voice. “Is there something about me that sits well with you?” Her question caught me off guard and I found myself thinking about it as well. What made me propose the contract to her anyway? “I don't know… I guess it was because you needed my help? And you don't look like a gold digger so… that's probably why.” She nodded again, this time it looked like she finally understo