All Chapters of The Deal with the Billionaire Devil: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

TARAWhat the hell am I even doing here? I asked myself a couple of times the moment I walked inside the venue. First, this wasn’t my scene anymore. I left that life eons ago. Second, I felt too exposed even with the mask as everyone turned in my direction. Truth be told, it wasn’t my fault. Apparently, the woman behind me barely covered her chest, exposing her voluptuous, round breasts. I envied her, though, compared to my B-cup size. But you’d do anything for a cause, even if you had to sacrifice something, like leaving my couch and the show I was binge-watching. So here was I, trying to embarrass myself before these strangers. The ballroom was spectacularly decorated in white, gold, and black. The orchestra played classical music in the corner. Some people might find a masquerade ball boring, but the donations could make a difference, considering that climate change was a real threat to human existence. Thinking of the greenhouse gases and ocean heat at record highs, it should

MADAs I scanned the familiar faces in the conference room, landing last at my father, it took me seconds to realize that they had started the meeting without me. I checked the time on my watch. I was five minutes early. Like always, I had never been late to work or a meeting, and it suddenly concerned me. “Glad you’re here now,” my father addressed my presence formally. “Take a seat.” “Why do I feel like I’m a guest here instead of the CEO of this company?” In protest, I remained standing across from my father before the board members. “What’s going on?” “I didn’t know either,” my assistant Ali whispered. “I’m sorry, sir.” “It’s not your fault,” I assured her that her job was safe. My father’s assistant, Vanessa Dylan, placed today’s newspaper issue before me. “That’s why we’re here early,” my father said firmly, staring right into my eyes. I didn’t have to check to know that my face was on the front page and all over the internet again, like I’d been for the last two months.

MAD When Nites informed me that the woman I picked to be my wife had just arrived at my penthouse, I was nervous and excited at the same time. Don’t get me wrong, I was still pissed at my father, but I wouldn’t allow him to win and take over my position, the same position he offered to me three years ago. I wasn’t perfect. I doubted if I was even a good person, but I tried my best to be a good son. In return, all I got was judgment and scrutiny from the people I didn’t know and had never met. But when there was wealth and power in you, and being Vanderford and Shanewood, apparently, everyone had their own opinion about you. The woman talking to Vysper had a soft, calming voice, as if she were used to conversing with a lot of important people. I hadn’t seen her face, yet her voice alone sounded lovely already. And awfully familiar. She was standing, and I could tell she was of average height compared to most of the women I preferred. She had long, wavy caramel hair, cascading dow