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The Questions
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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Bronton was so confused. He had not had a relationship with anyone for the past three months so the phone call was a bit strange. The caller had cut the call and when he tried calling back the number was switched off. He had been deep down in his thoughts when his phone had rung again. Without looking, he answered,"I am not responsible for your pregnancy." and cut the call. He did not care.Nothing was going to jeopardize his chances of marrying a naive girl whose father was willing to sell her off to the highest bidder. He would find the woman who was claiming to be pregnant for him and shut her down, and not in a good way. Or maybe he could leave that work to his publicist. He did not have time to play with pigs in the mud, no, he was too clean for that.Bronton shook his head and lay down in his bed. He had decided to postpone his trip back to his grandfather last minute after the shocking call had come through. He also had some loose ends he needed to tie before going back. He k
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Maisse wiped her tears as she got to Vik's apartment. She did not want him to see her crying. She just hoped that he was still inside and had not gone job searching. She had thought so hard while walking and had decided not to home while stressed. She was of no use to the girls with tears streaming down her face and an incoming headache. She would sleep at Vik's house for a while before going back home. Maybe the rest would be of help to her churning mind.She reached Vik's door and was lifting her left hand to knock when the door opened revealing Vik."I saw you through the window. Come on in." Vik ushered her in.Maisse was too stressed to remember that Vik saw everyone that came and left; his window was directly opposite the apartment entrance."Can I get some water please?" Maisse asked politely."Of course. Feel at home. You are always welcome here." Vik opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water.He took out a glass from the cabinet and poured water on it before giving i
Sold to the Billionaire Bronton
Bronton cursed as he drove off. He did not have time to chat up with strange ladies who had a death wish. He was hurrying to the airport to catch a plane. His pilot had an emergency at the last meeting and he could not afford to drive himself across the town's even if he wanted to.He wanted to wrap up his businesses on the other end and rush back to start the wedding plans with someone he had never met. It was strange, he thought, the way he was making plans to marry a woman he did not know when he women falling over his feet.Bronton's ex-girlfriend was still on his neck about a marriage proposal. This was one of the reasons he had broken up with her. He did not like people who pressured him into making hasty life altering decisions. The second reason was because Felicia was a whining big baby who loved to brag. Despite being rich, Bronton did not like the limelight. Felicia on the other hand lived for the likes and clicks of social media.Bronton had met her during one of the confe
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