All Chapters of ESCAPING THE BILLIONAIRE TO MARRY HIM: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

CHAPTER 1 JENNA’S POV “Seriously?” I stormed into the study, holding up a newspaper. “If there's anything I won't take, grandpa is you always devising a means to get me married.” I threw the papers across the desk grandpa was sitted on. “I see this is your new way of saying thank you?” He said. “You are lucky you got to hear about it this time and not run away like a little girl.” His adjusted his glasses as he fixed his gaze at me. Anger? Annoyance? I couldn't read his expression from how he looked. I looked at grandpa confused trying make sense of what I just heard. Did he say thank you? Was it for always making marriage plans behind my back? Or when he arranged a “board meeting” which by coincidence just happened to be my wedding. I rolled my eyes. “Of course I'm supposed to be appreciative of all the times you tried to ruin my life.” “If getting married was a means to ruin peoples lives, the whole world would have been a mess by now,” he snapped. I looked

CHAPTER 3 JENNA’S POV Rays of sunlight hit my face as I struggled to hide underneath the duvet. “Can’t I sleep a little longer?” I murmured, at this point I just wanted to go back to sleep as head throbbed harder even in my pre conscious state. I murmured “ I'm not ready to wake up yet, cover the damn blinds” I felt so wasted. A brutal reminder of the amount of tequila shots I took. Groaning, I rolled over in an attempt to dodge the rays of light. My hands brushed against something. “Move cassy.” I tried to pry my eyes open, I regretted it instantly. I should have just stuck with the regular two glasses of martini I usually take. Wait, I never let Cassy sleep on my bed. She's got this habit of spreading her body everywhere. If this isn't Cassy, then who is? My once heavy eyelids opened wide in horror as I jerked up from the bed. I scanned the room, this looked nothing like my room. Panic clawed the wayy up my throat. Where the hell was I? It was him. My

CHAPTER 5 ROB’S POV I sat in my office deep in thoughts as I continued to twirl on my chair. Was I really getting married to O’Neils daughter? I kept questioning myself. I didn’t feel as perturbed as I was supposed to be cause I had felt it happening, but not this soon. Every spin I took on that seat kept ringing the words ‘married’ ‘soon’ which I still couldn’t wrap my head around cause how could a quiet dinner go from that to coming back home with an actual fiancé in a blink of eye. The spin came to halt. I leaned forward resting my hands further into the desk. “O’Neil’s such a fucker” I cursed under my breathe. The door creaked open and I didn’t bother to look up as I continued to stare into nothing in particular. “Wedding fever ayy?” O’Neil’s sharp voice cut through the air. What the actual fuck. What the fuck is he even doing in here. “You really outdid yourself you know, sweeping Jenna off her feet like that” he continued. “If anything I’m reall

CHAPTER 7 JENNA’S POV After the little heart to heart conversation with Cassie, I got a call from Rob. I know right. Talk about the devil. “She’s going to be with you in a minute” I heard the house servant say before I could descend completely from the stairs. He looked breathtaking from the angle I stood at. From the side he looked composed. His lips pressed in as he glanced at his watch. His gaze lifted from his watch and then rested on me. A small blush crept on my face. “You look beautiful today, just as always.” His voice was low and firm as I took careful strides towards him. He stood up, placing a peck on my cheek. “C’mon I’ve got a surprise for you.” What could this man suddenly be planning? “If this is another gift, I’m not taking it” I said jokingly. “Don’t worry, this is one you can’t reject.” He winked at me before leading the way to the door. The car was already outside waiting for us, except there was something odd. There wasn’t a driver.