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Sold to the Billionaire The Questions
The suffocating air of the small house felt heavier than usual, each breath Maisse took a painful reminder of the conversation that had just shattered her fragile world. Her father’s words, "You will marry him," echoed in her ears, a death knell to her dreams of independence. The familiar scent of stale beer and old cigarettes, usually just a background hum.She retreated to the cramped bedroom she shared with Emmy and Emily, the twins. The fading light of the setting sun cast long, weary shadows across their three single beds, crammed into the small space. Maisse sank onto her own mattress, its springs groaning in protest, and buried her face in her hands. The hot, stinging tears came unbidden, a deluge of despair and frustration.A soft rustle from Emmy’s bed made her look up. The twins were huddled together on one bed, their faces pale and etched with worry. Of course, they had heard. The thin walls of their home offered no privacy from their father’s booming pronouncements.“Maiss
Sold to the Billionaire The Fight
The familiar scent of stale beer and old cigarettes clung to the air the moment Maisse stepped through the door. It was a smell that had haunted her childhood, an invisible shroud that had settled over their small, neglected home. The sun, once a fierce eye in the mid-morning sky, was beginning its descent, casting long, distorted shadows across the worn linoleum floor. Her shoulders ached from the long commute into the city and back, her feet throbbing inside her sensible, if slightly scuffed, flats. Her legs were tired from walking and, hope, a fragile thing she had held on to for long, was slowly giving way to a gnawing despair. "Maisse! Is that you?" Her father's voice, thick and slurred, boomed from the living room. It was less a question and more an announcement of her presence, an acknowledgment that she had returned to his orbit. She took a deep breath, steeling herself. "Yes, Father. I'm back." She walked into the living room, her eyes scanning the familiar chaos: overflowi
Sold to the Billionaire Maisse's POV
I needed to find a new job as soon as possible. My savings were not going to last us a week and I needed to pay rent as end month was soon approaching. I could not ask my father to chip in despite it being his responsibility to house the twins. He did not care about that. I did not want my sister's to suffer so I had to make sure that I had money to sort out the bills,take them to school and save for an occasional ice cream treat here and there. At the moment though, we could not even afford to get three meals a day. Old Prisley who used to help had also closed shop. I did not want to go to him and home to stress him out. I knew he would give us food if I went to him but I did not want to. He had done enough for me. The only other place I could go to was the former diner. Old Prisley had said that the new owner was willing to give me a job. All I needed to do was go to him and present myself. I was going to tell him that I had been sent by Old Prisley. I just hoped that I would get a
Sold to the Billionaire Bronton's POV
The hospital visit had had me in all sorts of moods. I wished Sir Bronton would wake up and tell me that all was going to be alright. I did not expect him to live forever, we were just mere human beings after all, I just needed him to stay a little bit longer. Was that too much to ask? If he died then I was going to be left with no one. When you are rich like I was, most people believed that you could never be lonely-what with the throng of people depending and following you around. That was far from the truth in my situation; there were people around me but there was no one with me. I was always alone, save for my grandpa. And because I did not like showing vulnerability, I never let people see that. I braved it like the big boy that I was. But now that my favourite human was on his death bed, I was starting to feel the loneliness start to creep in. It did not matter that there were people in the mansion and companies working for me, I was still lonely. Me barely talking to my former
Sold to the Billionaire Almost Dying
Bronton was seated in his office, a pen in his mouth. His brain was tired from all the meetings and thinking he had done. He promised himself some rest as soon as he got back to his grandfather. He was worried about his health and had he not insisted that Bronton leave for his trip, Bronton would have stayed with him at the hospital. Bronton had never had to take care of any sick person. The last time his grandfather was sick, it was the maids that took care of him. He had wanted to stay but did not know what to do so he had left with the promise of visiting. Thank God he got well before Bronton could return.Bronton’s mind was also filled with thoughts of the phone call. He had been celibate for a long time and someone pinning a pregnancy on him was absurd. He was not opposed to kids, as a matter of fact he had thought about having a few of his own. He had not had the best of parents; neither his mother nor father showed him any kind of parental love. His grandfather however, had giv
Sold to the Billionaire Ultimatum
Maisse had to go home now. Old Prisley had assured her of a job and she was sure he was not going to fail. If anything he would personally take them to meet the buyer. He was that kind and compassionate. Maisse was lucky to have him.Old Prisley had given her some foodstuff to take home. She was so grateful she almost cried. She hugged her for so long as she was filled with immense gratitude."Thank you very much. I don't know how to repay you." She said before wiping away a lone tear that had escaped her eyes. She had been feeling very defeated before coming here. Now her heart felt at peace, albeit momentarily. She was going to bask in this little peace because she knew it was going to crumble soon. She shook her head so hard when thoughts of marriage started escaping through the door she had closed in her brain."Anytime my dear. Just make sure you come visit me during the weekends. My wife and I would love to host you every weekend if possible." Old Prisley said as he patted her
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