The Billionaire's Sweetheart

Lucas was already having second thoughts as he drove through the gate to his grandmother's villa, he was about to make a turn and drive out when his thoughts drifted to what had happened earlier in his office.He was in his office waiting for his assistant Jacob to come in with the status of their proposal to a client when he suddenly rushed in."Sir an invitation came for you," Jacob said suddenly trying to catch his breath.Lucas already knew it was his grandma who sent the invitation, he had been expecting one, and it always came at this time of the year. But this year was no different, he wasn't going anywhere."Toss it in the trash," Lucas said to Jacob not even sparing the invitation a glance. "Sir, please take a look at it. It's different," Jacob responded, fear evident on his face.Jacob knew how much his boss hated it when he was told what to do, he would have gone ahead and tossed it in the trash if not for the call he had received that told him to make sure that Lucas read

"Mum I'm about to leave, wish me luck," Emma said to her mother who was on the other end of the line."Sweetie, you don't have to do this for us, I know how much you hate him, we would manage," her mother, Gracie answered back. Emma knew her mum was worried because she knew what she went through years ago."Don't worry mum, I would be fine, there is no way he would be able to recognize me, I am putting on contacts," Emma told her mum to ease her concern. Emma was wearing contacts, she didn't want Lucas to ever find out that she was Mia, she wouldn't have applied if it wasn't her last resort. She wanted nothing to do with him, but she needed money and a stable job."Good luck sweetie," her mother, Gracie answered back. Emma could also hear her mother whisper something to her six-year-old son Jason.Almost immediately Jason called out to her, "Good luck Aunt Emma I love you," he said in his tiny voice.Emma couldn't explain the pain she felt when she heard Jason refer to her as Aunt. S

“Errr…Excuse me…” the make-up artist said to Emma pulling her from her daydream.“You look so beautiful,” She announced, giving her chair a swirl so she was face-to-face with Lucas.“What do you think?” She asked Lucas.“It's okay,” Lucas replied, not missing a beat, his face as stoic as ever.“Just okay…, I guess” the make-up artist mumbled.Emma stared into the eyes of the man that she was going to be getting married to in a few hours. Her thoughts and emotions were all over the place. Never in her life did she ever imagine that this day would come.“How did she even get here,” Emma pondered.Earlier that day…Emma was applying moisturizer when her phone popped up revealing a message from an unknown number.She read through the message and she knew who exactly sent it. It was her boss, Lucas Anderson.“Emma, I need you to come see me at the Anderson estate. There's something we need to discuss.”“What,” She shrieked, knocking over the tube of moisturizer in the process. “Why did he

Lucas was sipping his morning coffee as he stared at the message his Grandmother, Darcy had sent him. “Dear son, today is the dinner, remember to bring your wife, see you soon,” Lucas chuckled at his grandmother’s choice ofwords.He knew that she must have been dying of curiosity to know whether he was truly married or he was just making up lies so that he wouldn't get married to Carla. She may even be monitoring him now.He stayed with her for more than twenty years so he could naturally predict her entire movements now, she was his Grandmother after all.He was now standing in front of his full-height mirror, he made sure he had the mirror installed in every house that he owned. A normal person would think that he was just gazing at the city and its beautiful skyline but he was just reliving his memory of Mia running out of the mansion seven years ago. Why didn't he stop her?But now his thoughts were filled with Emma, how was she going to cope with his Grandma's tantrums? Becau

“Uhhh… how dare she!!! Carla screeched as she slammed the door behind her.”Mr Giovanni watched Carla throw a fit “What's wrong Princessa? Why are you in such a foul mood?” “Dad it's Lucas again, he went ahead and married that woman from nowhere.” Carla knew what she was doing, her dad hated to see her cry, and that was why she headed straight to his office. So this was the perfect plan for now. Mr. Giovanni continued signing papers when he suddenly paused “What—??” “Do you mean, he got married?” Mr. Giovanni replied, worrying clouding his face. “There was no way Lucas had gone behind their back and gotten married… ruining his plan for him to get married to his daughter, Carla so that he would finally get to take over the whole of the Andersons Co.”Mr Giovanni, still lost in thought, didn't realize that Carla was calling out for him. “What were you thinking about Dad, you didn't respond to my question.” Carla looked over to her Dad with raised eyebrows.Mr Giovanni shrugged off