Todos los capítulos de Billionaires Don't Love : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

He walked away from his car and towards the mall and luckily, he spotted Ciara standing by the huge doors. She was dressed in a blue jumpsuit and a black sneakers. Her hair was tied in a bun and her make up looked perfect on her. He smiled on seeing her and increased his pace to get to her.“Looks like you're all kitted for war.” she spoke, smiling at him as she noticed him come up behind her.“Fortunately, you're my commander” he replied with a smile of his own and they shared a laugh. The atmosphere was calm and friendly. He extended his right hand and she took it. He pulled her closer and they walked inside.Ciara pushed a cart around the mall and they walked through the different sections. They chatted happily like old friends as he walked behind her. They had gotten a few things including groceries.“But, for real, why did you pick a mall for our first unofficial meeting?” he questioned as they walked past the wine section. He was really curious about it and realized this was the

“A new house.” she answered at once and he stared at her in surprise. Her expression was stoic, couldn't give away her thoughts.“At which location?” he asked finally and she opened her mouth wide in surprise.“Huh?”“The location you would love to get a new house in” he answered and she still stared at him in shock.“Are you actually serious right now, cos I wasn't.” she finally replied after the shock had weaned off. She had just mentioned a new house for fun, she didn't know he would take it seriously.“Ohhhh '' he mouthed “I thought you were serious about that.” he relaxed into the chair as his shoulders dropped considerably. “ I know you are very rich and you're capable of that, but, thanks. I dished out the food, it's at the dinning.” she announced, leading the way out, into the dining. They both took seats at the table, digging into the meal quietly.~•~“I guess I'd see you on monday.” Harry spoke up. He was standing by his car in the parking area of Karen's house. Their meal

Ciara dropped the phone with a small smile on her face. She had been angry at him, but that phone call was enough to lift her mood. She stripped to her undies and walked into the ensuite. She had a date to prepare for!Jack walked through the quiet corridor of the hospital, the heel of his shoe clicking violently with the floor with every step he took. He was still in his office wears as he had come from work. His hands were tucked into his pocket, the sleeves if his shirt rolled to the elbow. He had a tired sexy look. He stopped in front of vip room 09, the room his father was occupying and watched him through the transparent part of the door. His father was seated on a chair, dressed in the hospital wear. He was reading through a magazine which the television in the room was left on.Harry pushed the door open and stepped in, drawing his father's attention to himself. “Good evening sir.” he greeted fhe old man, walking up to him.“My son! You're here” his father replied, patting his

She took gentle steps to the door and opened it, meeting a smiley faced Harry.“You're here on time” she stated with a smile, stepping out of the room.“I could never be late for this.” he replied with an infectious smile. His eyes scanned her dressing, checking her out. She was dressed in a black sleeveless dinner gown that hugged her body tightly with a slit from from her thighs downwards. She had a beautiful gold necklace round her neck with matching earrings and her hair was styled beautifully, letting it fall backwards.“You look extraordinarily beautiful today.” he complimented breathlessly, still unable to take his eyes away from her.“Thank you.” came her shy reply. She was already blushing from his intent stare all over her body. He took her hand in his' and they walked over to his car. Stopping by the passenger door in front, he opened it, guiding her slowly into the seat before closing it back. He did a little victory dance which looked funny before turning to the driver's s

Harry emerged from the hotel room dressed in black designer suits, his suitcase held securely in his right hand. He took brief graceful steps to meet up with his secretary who was patiently waiting for him along the lobby.“Ten minutes to go.” his secretary stated with a smile, looking at the watch on his wrist. “You are quite on time, sir.”Harry nodded, handing over the suitcase to his secretary before they walked out of the hotel. Ciara had returned to her house some minutes after Harry had dropped the call with his secretary that morning. They had kissed and said their final goodbye, with Harry promising to come see her soon.The car drove up and stopped in front of the hotel entrance as soon as Harry stepped out. His secretary opened the door for him and he stepped in, his secretary occupying the front seat.“The airport” his secretary announced to the driver once they were comfortably seated. —-Damian was seated in his sitting room, a half filled bottle of whiskey placed on a s