All Chapters of Make Me Yours, Mr. Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

*JANELLE*“I’ll go straight to the point. I need you to come with me and have sex with a man. After that, I’ll pay you $100,000.”At the mention of that, I was irritated.”I’m not a prostitute.”I snapped.“Let’s not argue too much. $200,000.”That instantly shook my morals and dignity.I’ll get that amount from sleeping with someone?!Danica would get treated and we would have $50,000 left for her aftercare.Oh God.But I wasn’t a prostitute. I have always imagined my first time being with someone I love.I never thought I’d consider selling my virginity.“I…I can’t.”I let, hesitantly.“Let me have your account number.”She instructed.Swallowing my pride, I called it out for her and my phone beeped.I picked up my phone to see that she had sent me $50,000.My eyes dilated.“That’s to tell you that I’m not joking. Plus, I don’t have time to waste. If you come with me now, I’ll give you the balance, $150,000 after everything but if you don’t want to, you can keep the $50,000. I’m sure I

*JANELLE*“Return everything that belongs to your mom?”Gary scoffed.”Nothing belongs to your mom now. If you think it’s still about the company, that company has been running at a loss for years and I’ve been trying to revive it.”“I don’t care.”I snapped.“Fine, I’ll let you return to Chicago.”“What about my mom’s inheritance?”He eyed me.And then I realized something.Why would my dad travel all the way here to make me marry a billionaire?Marrying a billionaire would be beneficial to him, right?So why not make his step daughter who had become so precious to him marry that man?Instead, he came all the way here.He could have easily amended or manipulated that contract to make his dear step daughter marry that man.But he didn’t.Did he seriously think I’d buy the bullshit that he wants me to have a good life?There is a reason why his step daughter, Kara can’t marry that man.I then taunted him.“Your dear step daughter, Kara is of age, right? She can fill in for me and marry th

*JANELLE*“Go on. Go pick more dresses. Buy anything you want.” I heard the man say to the woman, dotingly.I got startled when I heard a voice behind me.“That room is for VIPs. You can't go in. Use that one.”It was the sales attendant from earlier.“Oh." I nodded at her and headed to the right room.When I was changing my clothes in the fitting room, I kept thinking about the man and the woman. In their conversation, it seemed that they had talked about the Moore family.Could it be about my family?Was that man my soon to be husband?I didn’t see his face though.But I couldn’t help but wonder.After changing my clothes, I came out of the fitting room and looked to the left room. The door had been closed, properly.“You look good, ma’am.”The attendant said to me.I have to admit she had a good taste. Basically, she could pick out the suitable clothes for someone right away.I was on a light blue dress, which made my skin look more white. The lace on my waist outlined my slender wa

‘Hey, you, stop!’I turned and saw Antoine Marchand charging down the court steps, his face tight with anger.To produce a man-child like Pierre Marchand, he must have had parents who’d spoiled him rotten. It turned out the indulgent parent wasn’t his mother, but his father.An hour earlier, Antoine had burst into the courtroom with an entourage of lawyers. It was absurd overkill for a simple assault case. Thanks to their wrangling and, as Lea whispered to me, a bit of grease on the right palms, Pierre had walked away with barely a slap on the wrist.Antoine wasn’t happy. He wanted me locked up for aggravated assault, criminal damage, resisting arrest and every other offence his legal team could dream up.When the prosecutor let me off with a warning and a fine, Antoine went spare. He was angrier than his son, the one I had actually hit.‘Don’t you think you should at least apologise?’ Antoine panted as he stopped in front of me.The tailored suit did nothing to hide his bulging midri

*JANELLE*I felt myself awakening from sleep but I didn’t want to get up because I felt so comfortable right now.I slowly opened my eyes, for a moment, I felt the breathing of another person.Hard chest moving upwards and downwards.My eyes dilated. I looked up and saw him staring at me.Donovan.My mind went blank for a moment.I quickly moved away from him and held the quilt to my chest.I wasn’t naked though but I felt really exposed right now.“What are you doing here?!”Donovan rolled his eyes and sat up.”This is my room.”I wanted to refute, but then I recalled what Joan had said.This was indeed his room.I really needed to talk to him about sharing the same room.“Didn't you go to celebrate your girlfriend's birthday? Why and when did you come back?" I got out of bed and stood aside.Yesterday, Joan had said he would not come home.I didn’t even know when he came back and got into this bed.How did even I wake up in his arms?I couldn’t have held onto him, could I?When I tho