All Chapters of The Billionaire's First Glance: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Nathan’s POVWe head down to my Aston Vanquish and leave the underground parking lot. As soon as they spot the car coming up the ramp, the paparazzi flashes start. Luckily, they dissipate as soon as we’re on the road to the hospital.The wait is killing me. I want Amelie to tell me she’ll marry me. I want to get married to her and make her fall in love with me. I’ve never thought I’d say it, but I want a happily ever after for the both of us. I glance at her in the passenger seat of my car. She sings along to the radio and is adorable. I can’t help but smile.“Nathan, can we stop off at Bob’s by the hospital and get a milkshake?” She asks, “Zander is complaining that he’s being fed too healthy.” She giggles.“Definitely,” I respond, “who doesn’t love Bob’s shakes.”“What’s your favorite flavor?” She enquires.“I usually get strawberry, but my absolute favorite flavor was a special flavor they had in the fall,” I spoke.“Choco-banana swirl!” Amelie excitedly exclaims.“Yes!” I nod.W

Amelie's POVIt’s only been two days, but it feels weird to be back here, especially with Nathan standing in my living room. What must he think? My apartment is worlds apart from his lifestyle. I’m embarrassed he’s here.“This is a cute little apartment,” Nathan says, “Too bad there are so many problems with it.”“Are you being sarcastic?” I questioned him.“No, why would I be sarcastic?” He asked, puzzled.“C’mon, Nathan, this apartment is nothing compared to your place.”“Amelie, do you honestly think I’m that stuck up? I know not everyone is as privileged as I am. That doesn’t make me think I’m any better than anyone else. I’m so proud of you for what you have accomplished with all the struggles you have gone through.”“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that you’re stuck up,” I said sheepishly, “I’m embarrassed at the fact that I live here. I’ve worked hard to make a life for Zander and myself.”“LIVED here,” he commented, “and it doesn’t matter where you live, Amelie, the power and deter

Amelie’s POVI stared at the ring Nathan had placed on my finger. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t care what the contract says. I reached over, grabbed the pen, and flipped to the last page. I scribble my signature on it.“We didn’t even finish going over the details,” Nathan looked at me confused.“I trust you, Nathan. I know you won’t do anything to hurt me,” I announced.He smiles, and I feel his happiness deep down in my core. I feel like it matches mine at this moment. I almost blurted out all my feelings for him, but I stopped myself because I knew I would be making a fool of myself.Nathan popped open the champagne bottle and poured two glasses. “Well, this calls for a celebration,” he says as he hands me a glass of champagne. “To our upcoming wedding!”“To our wedding!” I exclaim, and we clink glasses.“So, what does our timeline look like?” I queried.“Well, I know Zander’s surgery is tomorrow. The surgeon said he would need at least 1–2 weeks after the s

Nathan's POV“Ok, Amelie, let’s go,” I grab her by the hand.“What? Where are we going?” She asks, puzzled.“Well, first, we’re going to take Grandfather back to his room,” I advise. “Then you and I have a date planned.”“But I want to be here when Zander returns from surgery,” Amelie states.“You will be. I spoke with Dr. Carrera earlier this morning. He said Zander won’t return to his room until at least 4:30 pm. So that looks like we have more than six hours to kill,” I answer.“Where are we going?” She questions.I push Grandfather towards the door, “Follow me, and you’ll find out.”Amelie starts following me down the hallway, and I look back at her. She’s probably not prepared for the day I will give her today, but I want to spoil her and pamper her. She needs to relax, and she’s definitely going to do that. I smile at her, and she looks curious.After we get Grandfather settled and say our goodbyes, I lead Amelie to the elevators by the hand. We get into the elevator, and I pres

Nathan’s POVI turn my head as Amelie slips off her robe. Damn. I’m greeted by the most perfect perk ass I’ve ever seen in my life. Would it be wrong if I were to get up and bite it? I bit my lip and let out a faint cough.Both massage therapists enter the room and dim the lights. I hear the therapist speaking to Amelie and can’t believe it when she says she has never had a massage before. The way she carries herself, I always forget that she had a completely different upbringing from mine. She’s so elegant, charming, and refined. I make a mental note to ensure she’s booked for a weekly massage.Wait a minute, is that a male massage therapist she has? I requested a female one for her. No matter how professional he is, there is no way another man is rubbing his hands all over my Amelie. I motioned to Bernard, my concierge, and whispered in his ear. He motions for the therapist to switch places.The therapist starts the soft music, and I try to relax and enjoy the massage. Try is the op