Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tilly Tallo with a Billionaire : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

The Lorenzos sat, basking in the grandeur of the Rivas estate, yet its splendor was still nothing compared to the Lorenzo empire.Mrs. Lorenzo sat at the right side of the long table, dressed in a light blue silk gown with pearl earrings, her hair pulled into a neat bun. It was simple for such a grand evening. Too simple. Had she worn it because she thought little of them, or because she already considered them family?Aveline had never been given the chance to share something as ordinary as a conversation with her soon-to-be mother-in-law. Mrs. Lorenzo’s expression was hard to engage. Was she inspecting? Suspecting? Was she unimpressed or impressed? Maybe it was a billionaire thing. Trust wasn’t offered, it was earned. They didn’t reach their heights by flashing smiles at everyone who came close. Xavier was just like her.Xavier. She couldn’t bring herself to look at him. What was she doing? He kept glancing at his watch, as though this dinner were a waste of his time. Uninterested o

Aveline spent days contemplating what gift could possibly suit Xavier. A wristwatch? He probably had an entire gallery. Shirts were too basic. The shoes were stupid. Rings? Too intimate.Guns. The thought excited her for a moment before she discarded it. Xavier had inherited command of the LDS—Lorenzo Defense Systems—a company founded in wartime. No gun could impress him. She slumped back, sweeping her hands roughly through her thick curls.. Denzo inherited her maternal grandfather’s finance company, but her mother had inherited her grandmother’s empire: an art and fashion gallery of different niches. That was the key. A painting. She grabbed her phone off the table, pausing as her thumb hovered over the screen. Her mother hadn’t cared to visit since she came back from Paris. To the world, Freya and Denzo were divorced but behind closed doors, Freya would never let divorce strip her of the ties to her father’s company no matter how reckless she was. That was the only reason they w

Tilly kept quiet, oblivious to the growing tension. Tania looked over to Sonia, hiding her surprise. The group spread across the terrain. Each, out to catch a prey. Most shots were from Xavier followed by Sonia. Aveline steadied her gaze, turning serious. A thrill ran down her spine, brushing the loose strands of her curls behind her ears. She couldn't back down. Aveline walked further away from the group, her boots rustling against the dried Autumn leaves. Minutes flew by quickly. Aveline fired seven shots within a few minutes. She walked with caution that Matteo couldn't help but stare at.Aveline’s eye caught a squirrel scratching near the trunk of a pine tree. She bent low, breath steady, finger brushing the trigger.Bang!The squirrel vanished into the woods and Sonia hit the ground. Her scream broke into the air. Aveline’s body locked. She hadn’t even seen her. Sonia had come out of nowhere. Blood darkened the dirt as Sonia clutched her leg.Aveline threw her rifle to the gr

Aveline stood, facing the mirror in the inner room. Freya stood behind her, hands placed firmly on her shoulders with a weary expression. The wedding day. Aveline’s face had just been done. She precisely asked for a very bold look for her wedding. The dress she picked was already bold enough. Xavier didn't complain when she picked it out and he surely wasn't going to complain now. Instead of the soft, bridal look, Aveline's face was painted in very bold colors, her red lipstick glossing across her lips daringly. She stood up, looking at her mother one last time. Aveline stone-cold gaze fell on her mother's tear streaked face. “You can change your mind now.” Freya pleaded, wiping her tears. “You should respect my decision, mother.” She said sharply. “You're making a bad one and I'm here to correct you.” Freya placed both arms on her shoulders, desperately. “Correct me? Mom, I'm already 24.” Aveline slowly removed her hands from her shoulders. “You had plenty of time t

Aveline twisted her face in confusion. Was he the one she saw in a wheelchair chair earlier? He looked strikingly familiar. “Good radiance.” He smiled widely at her. Aveline blinked, this warm voice charging through the garden. “I was startled.” She smiled faintly. “I didn't mean to startle you.” He wheeled forward. Aveline stood, struck by his beauty. “No, no, no,” it's okay. She flashed a wide smile at him.“The bride to the Lorenzos.” He stopped in front of the fountain. “What are you doing here alone?” “A little tired, that's all. I needed a quiet place.” She confessed.“Don't like the occasion?” He tilted his head, gauging her reaction. “You mean my wedding?” Aveline laughed. “I'm sorry. Who asks a bride if she likes her occasion?" Silence. The wind blew gently, blowing her strands backwards. Her deep bronze skin shone beautifully beneath the golden lights. Her eyes widened magnificently, her lips partly open. “Right. Who does.” Aveline had a weary expression she concea