Sold to the married billionaire

Chapter 1 “Sol, please stop. We’re running late for class.” Janette shrugged her shoulders and Solomon’s hand dropped on the long table. He moved his head away from her neck, looking at her solemnly. “C’mon Janette, we still have five minutes to ourselves,” he said, pouting his lips. Janette's eyes wander around the library and then back to him. “No Sol, we’re in public, people are watching,” she picked her textbook and pen from the table, tucking it into her back bag. “See, nobody is watching us. Let me just kiss you before we go.” Janette sighed, dropping the bag on the table. “Ya are impossible; okay can you come over to the house after school?”“No, no, your—” Janette chuckled; “my mum and dad won’t be home until midnight,” she told him; Solomon’s eyes suddenly brighten. “Okay, I’m coming over then. I can’t wait to be in the arms of my baby.” He tipped Janette’s chin with his finger, making her giggle. “Ms. Johnson, can you please keep your voice down? You are disturbing

Chapter 3‘Twas around 2:30am that Janette and her parents got home. Everyone seemed exhausted already, and Janette retired to bed. She wanted asking her dad the question that has been gnawing her mind but she could barely keep her eyes open. The moment she got to her room, she pulled out her phone and looked at the screen; three twelve missed calls from Sol and eighteen missed calls from Margaret. With the hope of calling them later, Janette drew her heavy weight on the bed. Her eyes burn and her eyelids seemed heavy; Janette willingly closed her eyes shut and oblige to her eyes demand. Sandra fidgeted the entire night. She was worried, worried sick for her daughter at the hospital and Johnson insisted that she tell Janette about Jackson in the morning and how important they need the money for her sister’s treatment. There were so many things running in her minds and sleep was the last thing on her mind. At exactly 5:00am Sandra climbed out of bed and went to the kitchen to prepare

Chapter 5The next two days Janette spends most of her time in school and her mother’s restaurant taking care of customers and visiting Michelle at the hospital after closing from the restaurant, she was happy that Jackson hasn’t come around to torment her, at least not yet and Sol has been a great and supporting boyfriend. The only problem was her parents. They couldn’t stop pressurising her to sign the papers. They’re running out of time for her sister’s surgery. For the past two days Janette would seat on her bed with tears streaming down her eyes as she scanned through the papers. Aren’t marriage certificate s’posed to be signed before a lawyer and witnesses or something? She thought. On Wednesday afternoon Janette sat at the back of the class as usual with Margaret, and suddenly a man in his late twenties trudged into the class, interrupting the lecturer. The moment Janette saw him, she recognized him, Michael, one of Jackson's body guards. She hurriedly slight under the desk wi

Chapter 7 "Why was my wife in a clubhouse Michael?" Michael dropped his head to face the ground, he dared not looked at his boss. Anger was written all over Jackson's face as he looked directly at Michael across the table. "Do you know what ya have done? You are lucky to bring her back to me this morning in one piece, I would have feed your dead body to the dogs." "I'm sorry sir," "You should be, I'm so disappointed in you. Get out of my face before you end up a dead man," Michael slightly bow his head and slowly walked out of the door shutting the door behind him.He turned to Janette who was seated on the long couch opposite his office table and looked at her with one of his deadly glare; "And you, I thought you said you are hanging out with Anna and your friend in your father's apartment." Janette shivered at the sound of his manly voice with tears running down her already swollen eyes, Janette hasn't fully recovered from the incident that happened some hours

Chapter 9“Oh my God, sis, your new house is beautiful. This look like a castle.” Janette smiled and ushered her sister into the enormous sitting room.“I know right.” “Woo, look at the staircase and the wall. It’s magical.” Michelle stared at the staircase in amazement. “Feel at home. I’ll be right back.” Janette shuffled her way to Jackson’s office room and gently knocked on the door. She welcomed herself inside when she heard his muffled voice from the inside. “Hey, you are back. How’s Switzerland?” Jackson slowly raised his head from his system to look at her as she wobbled her way to his table. “Well, fancy seeing you Jan, Switzerland was fine.” He paused and then ordered her to seat. “Where the hell have you been?” Janette shifted in her seat, playing with the strap of her bag lying on her thigh. “I was with my parent.” She whispered, biting and chewing the inside of her mouth nervously. “And why haven’t you been answering my calls?” “I’m s-sorry for not answering your c-