The Billionaire's Chosen Bride

Arriving at A.J. City International Airport, Nancy Marlon frowned, unable to understand why her parents had asked her to return home. She was a twenty-four-year-old fair-skinned woman who had been studying in City X. After she graduated with a degree in Business Administration, her father told her, “Nancy, I want you to return home. Do not stay in City X.”

Nancy frowned during the phone call with her father. She knew he was a politician in A.J. City, and she could not go against his orders. So she arrived at the airport at exactly 2 p.m., and her father’s men were already there waiting to escort her home.

“Welcome home, Nancy,” her elder adopted brother, Matthew Marlon, said with a smile, but Nancy frowned as she walked with him to the car.

She sat in the back seat, aware that the city was ruled by the popular President Nolan Alejandro and his family. The city was named after the Alejandro family. They had been ruling for years, and any opposition party that tried to challenge them was immediately silenced.

Nancy watched the road as Matthew started the car engine and drove out of the airport. Her eyes fell on the gigantic billboard displaying the city president’s photos.

“Hmm,” Nancy hummed, and she noticed Matthew smiling at her through the rearview mirror. She ignored him and continued to wonder why her parents had insisted she return home.

When they arrived home, the security men at her father’s mansion gate pulled the huge black gate open. Nancy watched as Matthew drove his black exotic SUV into the premises and parked.

She saw her parents standing at the mansion frontage. Her mother wore a red gown, her father stood in his black suit, and the maids stood behind them in their blue uniforms.

Nancy stepped out of the car and walked up to the mansion frontage to meet her parents. She wore a red top, black trousers, and black high-heeled shoes.

When Nancy approached, her mother welcomed her warmly. “Welcome home, my beautiful angel.”

“Good afternoon, Mom. Dad,” Nancy smiled as she hugged her mother.

Her father said, “Welcome home, Nancy. It is good to have you home with us.”

“Thanks, Dad,” Nancy replied as she hugged her father.

The maids greeted her, “Welcome home, Nancy.”

“Thank you all,” Nancy smiled at them.

Her mother said, “Let us all go inside.”

“Okay, Mom,” Nancy replied and walked into the living room with her mother.

Nancy noticed the living room had not changed. It was still painted white and decorated with beautiful flower vases. She walked to one of the seven black couches in the room.

“Home, sweet home,” she whispered as she sat down.

She saw her mother standing in the center of the living room, smiling at her sweetly.

“Mom, what is the good news? You look so excited to see me,” Nancy asked, curious about the reason behind her mother’s bright smile.

Her mother, a pure epitome of beauty and grace, was fifty-one years old but still looked under forty.

Mrs. Olivia smiled and sat down on the black couch behind her. She replied, “Why wouldn’t I be excited to see you, Nancy? You have changed. You look so beautiful now compared to when you left the city five years ago.”

“Thanks, Mom, but I’m still the same,” Nancy replied with a sweet smile. She knew her mother was right. She had changed since leaving the city five years ago to further her studies abroad.

Her figure had matured, and she had become a charming young lady.

Nancy noticed how people passing by often paused and stared at her, unsure of what they had just seen.

She also knew her mother loved calling her an angel because she had a pointed nose, sparkling blue eyes, and long golden hair—her most attractive feature.

“Mom, I need to go upstairs to freshen up. Then I’ll come back down to join you and Dad for dinner,” Nancy said as she stood up.

“Okay, my dear,” Mrs. Olivia Marlon replied, unable to stop admiring her daughter. She considered telling Nancy about the arranged marriage with the president’s son but decided to wait.

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Nancy smiled and walked upstairs to her bedroom. She pushed the door open and walked in. Her room had not changed either. It was still painted pink and decorated with beautiful flower vases.

Nancy walked to the window, pulled the curtains open, and stared outside. She saw three black cars arrive and park in her father’s mansion.

Men in black suits stepped out of the back car and opened the door of the front car.

A tall man in a black suit and inner red shirt stepped out. He glanced up at her with a dark, handsome gaze, but Nancy immediately looked away and shut the curtains.

Nancy walked to her bathroom, stripped off her clothes, and decided to take a bath before going back downstairs to join her parents for dinner.

She removed her red top and black trousers and stepped into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Nancy stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a long white towel. She sat on her bed to apply body lotion.

Nancy missed her family while she was in City X, and she decided to search for a new job in A.J. City. Since she was already home, she would not return to City X anytime soon.

Nancy sat on the bed, opened her bed drawer, and took out her body lotion. She then picked up the television remote and switched it on. Photos and videos of the city president flashed on the screen again.

She increased the volume and heard the reporter say, “Good evening, citizens of A.J. City. I bring you the 4 p.m. news. President Nolan Alejandro has just won the recently concluded election today, scoring the highest votes.”

“Hmm…” Nancy frowned. She disliked the Alejandro family. She immediately switched off the television, knowing they had ruled for a long time and did not want another family to take power.

Nancy knew her father was a politician working under the A.J. Political Party group, but she sighed and decided not to worry about politics.

She did not like the luxurious lifestyle her family lived. She wanted a simple life with her future husband and children, and she disliked the security men who followed her everywhere since her return.

Nancy finished applying lotion and stood up to find something to wear. She walked into her closet and took out a short brown gown that hugged her body tightly and accentuated her curves.

Nancy smiled and walked back to the mirror. She used her white towel to dry her wet, long, golden hair and combed it until it cascaded down her back.