TITLE:💵💵💰MR BILLIONAIRE💰💵💵
🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻EPISODE 21🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
“re-ady” I declared coming out of my room,
wearing a cream colored dress that reached
a little below my knees.
Aaron was alre-ady waiting for me, dressed in
a white t-shi-t, denim jeans and a casual sky
blue coat, looking handsome as ever. He was
watching me intently when I went and stood in
front of him.
“What?” I asked with my eye brows raised in
question, when he didn’t say anything and just
kept on staring, with a frown on his perfect
face.
“You know, it should be a crime for someone
to look that beautiful” he pu-ll-ed me towards
him, by my arm.
“That is so cheesy Aaron. Never expected
something like that from you” I made a fake
hurt look, but then ended up laughing.
He was about to say something but I took his
hand and pu-ll-ed him along. Actually tried to
pu-ll him along but he was too heavy for me
to even make him move an inch.
I looked at his face, after my little struggle
and he was grinning, amused by the act. I
left his hand with a j£rk and started to move
out, him following me, chuckling.
We were on the t©p floor of the h0tel, the
only room on this floor was ours. The
designing of the place was wonderful, much
more luxurious than the usual once.
As we moved down, a butler c@m£ towards
us, handing a bunch of keys to Aaron and
speaking in Italian to him.
Aaron took the keys and started walking out,
holding my hand in his, towards the white
sports car that was waiting at the entrance.
“You never settle for anything but the best
huh?” I nudged his arm as he opened the
door for me to get in.
“Never” he whispered in my ear, ma-king me
turn pink.
He too sat in and drove throu-gh the beautiful
streets of Milan, while I looked around in awe
of the beautiful structures and buildings, the
cool breeze fanning my face as he increa-sed
the speed.
I didn’t know where he was taking me to, and
I didn’t even bother to ask him about it.
Wherever we’ll go it doesn’t matter, as long
as he’s with me.
I looked at my right, at the man who has
definitely changed my life. Though not
completely, but he has changed it, whether he
knows it or not. After all the things that I
have went throu-gh I lost the hope for any
change. I used to think happiness wasn’t for
me. I remember Nadia’s words that things
change and that situations get better, but I
never believed her, I never believed I could
ever be free, ever be away from my abusive
family. Now I do. Just because of this man.
Aaron Woodwords.
“Caroline” Aaron called my name in a sing
song way, ma-king me come out of my
thoughts.
“Hmm” I hummed, realising he was no more
drive and waiting for me to get down.
I quic-kly c@m£ out and stood beside him. He
shook his head, then went inside a shop. It
was a beautiful place, the exterior completely
made of glas-s, ma-king it look amazing.
A man, along with two women following him
c@m£ to us with a nice smile on all their
faces.
“Come posso aiutarti a Signore? (How may I
help you, sir) ” The man spoke to Aaron.
“Mostra alcuni dei migliori vestiti per la
signora qui(show me some of the finest
dresses for the lady here) ” Aaron replied
back speaking in fluent Italian, while I stood
there like a dumb not un-derstanding even a
word.
The man nodded to whatever Aaron said and
a woman standing behind him c@m£ towards
me, watching me intently from head to toe.
“Sono Liliac. Hai un corpo meraviglioso,
renderai giustizia ai miei vestiti. Seguimi” she
said, then turned around and started moving.
I looked up at Aaron with a confused look
and he translates it for me. “Her name is
Liliac and she said you’re beautiful and will
do good justice to her dresses. Now go with
her” he said with a wi-nk.
“You brou-ght me here for shopping?” I
frowned as I thought he said he wanted me
to show around this place and shopping was
the last thing I expected from a man like
him.
He turned towards me, tilting his head to a
little right. “We’re in Milan Caroline. People
die to come and shop here for once, you’re
getting the opportunity and…. You really
amaze me” he said, chuckling at the end.
“I’m not a big fan of shopping” I said b!tt!g
my lowerl-ip, ma-king a puppy face.
“You’re unique” he sighed and gestured with
his hand for me to go behind the woman
named Liliac.
She walked inside a big room to her right
and I followed her. Once we were in, I stood
there amazed seeing the wonderful dresses
that covered the room entirely. They all were
like a piece of art, designed with great
ha-rd work, taking care of even the minute
details.
“Dovresti provarti questo (you should try this
one)” she said coming with a nice ocean blue
dress in her hand, forwarding it towards me.
I looked at my back, but Aaron was not there.
He really left me here alone, when I don’t
even know a word of Italian?!
Just then he entered, along with the man
whom we met outside. He c@m£ and stood by
my side, looking at the dress in Liliac’s hand.
“No non questo” he said to her then looked
around “how about that one” he said pointing
towards a mannequin with a red go-wn. It was
extremely beautiful to look at, but was
backless and had a de-ep n£¢k. Too revea-ling,
the type I never wear.
“Try that one” Aaron told me and as soon as
he said that, the two woman went near the
mannequin taking off the wonderful dress
for me.
“No. Not that” I said and all four of them
turned to look at me.
“Why?” Aaron asked with a de-ep frown.
“Umm… you know… uh… it’s just too…
umm.. not my type” I tried to convince him.
At first he was confused by my answer but
then he maybe realized what I was trying to
do and ordered me to go and try it.
“No” I stated simply. I am not the sort of
person who says ‘no’ frequently to people but
since I change into a completely different
human when I am with him, I can say no.
“What’s the problem in just trying for once”
he gave me a bored look, and I agreed. No
problem in just trying eh?
I took the dress and went inside the changing
room, while Aaron sat on the couch, placed
on the middle of the room.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror, after I
put on that dress, and I looked good, like
really nice. It did show a little of my
cle-avagebut not much. Still, nothing helped
to less£n the uneasiness I felt wearing that
dress.
Finally, after a good mental fight I stepped
out of the changing area, where they all were
waiting for me. As I moved, four pair of eyes
looked at me, actually stared at me and I
wanted to just run back inside. Did I ever
mention I hate people’s attention?
“You’re taking this” Aaron said, his voice
much more softer and huskier. The way he
was looking at me, made my heart beat race
like crazy. There was something in his eyes,
something strange, that made me blus-h.
“No, you said to just try and I did, I’m not
taking it” I stated finally, and he sighed and
nodded.
I quic-kly went in back and changed into one
dress after another till we had brou-ght quite
a few of them. I wonder how much it all
would cost him, as he didn’t even let me take
a look at the prices.
“Go and sit in the car, I’ll pay and come” he
said, and I was about to go out when a
stiletto caught my eye. It was placed near the
entrance and I wonder how I missed it when I
c@m£ here.
I went to have a closer look at it but then
turned around and started to move out, after
looking at the price. $5700 for just a shoe!
Bad choice Caro! Very bad choice!
Aaron c@m£ after exactly five minutes, and
off we went again.
We st©pped outside a big restaurant and had
our lunch, after which Aaron took me to a art
gallery. He may know how much I love art
but I am extremely thankful to him for
bringing me here.
I was so excited that I literally jumped out of
the car, when he st©pped it outside the
building. I can’t explain the amount of
happiness I was feeling at that moment.
“What’s so good about this place?” Aaron
chuckled coming around towards me,
wra-pping his arms around my w@!st, and
moving inside.
“You have no idea Aaron, how much I love to
paint! And this is heaven for me!” I told him
joyfully, ma-king him laugh.
As we moved inside, I looked around at the
paintings that decorated the walls. They were
all masterpieces, showing the ha-rd work of
the artists who made it.
“So you can paint? Paintings like these”
Aaron said st©pping in front of another
master piece.
“No, I can never make something this
wonderful but yeah, I can paint. When I was
young my mom and I used to spend most of
our days painting on a canvas, I learnt it
from her” I told him excitedly.
“I thought you don’t have a good relationsh!p
with Juliea” Aaron said in a low voice and
turned to look over at another sculpture when
my words pla-yed again in my head and I
realised how stupid I was to say it.
“If you loved it that much why didn’t you
choose it as a career?” He questioned moving
over to another sculpture.
“Dad never liked it” I sighed. Aaron turned to
face me, a bit of anger in his eyes.
“And Juliea didn’t made any efforts for you?”
He asked.
I kept mum not speaking anything, I can’t tell
him about Juliea or about mom, I fear, I am
a coward. I prefer running away from my
problems and not facing them.
Just a thought of mom and here I am
controlling my tears not to spill out. It pains
me whenever I think of her, knowing she is
somewhere and misses me too. I wish I was
strong enough to fight for us both, then
maybe things would have been better. But
sometimes I think it’s good mom is not here,
at least she is away from her husband who
cares of nothing else other than himself and
money. It’s good for her.
Aaron must have s-en-sed my uneasiness as
he c@m£ close to me and wra-pped his arms
around my shoulder, then turned me to look
at another painting, wanting me to tell him
about it.
“Okay, so now you’re going to explain me
about these paintings. I have no idea what
these are or what they even mean. I thought
they were just for decoration but since you
know about it so much, help me broaden my
knowledge” he said with a child like
expression, the face a child makes when he
is curious to know about things around him.
I smiled broadly at his effort for ma-king me
feel better, and explained it to him. From
there it started, he would point out at random
paintings or sculptures, asking me about what
it symbolizes or what it means and I would
explain it to him.
I had seen it all in newspapers, magazines
and the Internet but seeing them in reality
was a dream come true for an admirer of art
like me.
We spent most of the day over there, after
which Aaron took me to show me other
symbolic places of Milan.
It was his turn now to tell me about the
history and stuff related to the monuments
and buildings and the way he talked about it
all, I doubt now of whether he was lying
when he said he didn’t know about art.
Finally, after visiting a few more places we
went back to the h0tel, where our dinner was
alre-ady prepared and arranged in our suite.
A day out with Aaron around Milan, was
definately one of the ‘few best days’ of my
life.
🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻EPISODE 22🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
**** AARON’S POV ****
I looked out from the balcony of my suite,
not watching anything in p@rticular but lost in
my thoughts.
After having dinner, I was standing here with
a glas-s of my favorite wine while Caroline
was in her room, checking out all the stuff
we had bought today.
Back in that shop where we bought it all, she
didn’t noticed the amount of bags we had but
when they were s£nt to our room she saw it
and almost freaked out.
“That is way too much Aaron. I’m never ever
going shopping with you again” she had said
to me, giving me a glare that I found
extremely cute.
She makes me wonder sometime, if she is
real or not. She was concerned about the
amount I spent on her dresses when this is
exactly what all those other women want
from me.
Every single woman I have been with
previously, was just after my money, wanting
me to shower them with my wealth but I
never ever fv¢king cared to fulfill their
wishes and then there was this girl who
chides me whenever I buy things for her,
when I’m willing to give all of it to her.
I didn’t realise I was smiling, thinking about
her, not until my phone rang and I c@m£ out
of my thoughts.
I took out my phone from my pocket, and
sighed seeing the caller id. Not him!
“Bark” I said arrogantly as soon as I placed
the phone to my ear. I waited a few seconds
but no one spoke from the other end.
Rolling my eyes I spoke in a much calmer
tone “Fine. Speak”.
“Just to enlighten you that I’m not a dog!”
Brian shouted over the phone.
“Of course. Dogs are better than you” I
chuckled.
There was some strange noise, in the
background, something of snatching and
pushing.
“They definitely fight like dogs” a different,
familiar voice spoke.
“Nate? What are you doing with Brian?” I
asked confused. Don’t they live in different
countries?
There was again some noise after which
someone else spoke, again a very familiar
voice “No, he is still in Australia. I am with
Brian” Kevin said.
I moved the phone away from my ear and
looked strangely at the screen. It’s been
months since I last talked to them, they are
my buddies since my college days. We don’t
usually get the opportunity to meet up or talk,
all four of us together, as we live in
different countries. I miss the time we used
to spend together, but now I have my
company to take care off, have work. You
see priorities change.
But if they called me all of a sudden that
means something is wrong. I again took the
phone to my ear, only to hear all of them
shouting.
“What the fv¢k is happening? And where the
fv¢k are you morons?!” I too shouted only to
make them shut their stupid mouths.
“Shut up you d!¢kheads! Don’t you think we
have something much more important to talk
of!” Nate yelled, at the other two men whom I
unfortunately call my friends. Nate is a man
of patience, the most patient one in our group
and if he is loosing his sanity, then whatever
they are talking of is really important.
“That is what I’m saying to Brian, but he
doesn’t have a fv¢king br@in to get that!”
Kevin snapped.
I was about to end the call, when Brian finally
spoke and I st©pped “I’ll fight you later K, but
right now… Aaron you fv¢king bastard!”
“Take him to a doc, K” I sighed, shaking my
head.
“That is for later. You tell me, why don’t we
know you are engaged” Oh! So this was the
important talk they were talking off.
Between all this craziness, dad forcing me to
marry Lahaina and then my decision of
marrying Caroline instead, taking her to Milan
and other stuff related to work, I completely
forgot to crack the news to these idiots.
“Because I didn’t bothered to tell you morons
about it” I replied in a duh tone.
I heard Nate sigh “Okay we forgive you…”
“I don’t!” Kevin snapped.
“Neither do I” Brian snapped next.
I ignored their comments and focused on
what Nate was saying. Kevin and Brian are
crazy as-ses, they usually fight or talk of
things that don’t make any s-en-se.
“At least let us meet her. I’m curious as to
who managed to get you so interested in her
that you suddenly decided to marry. And…
what did you say her name is…?” He spoke
much more calmly than before.
“I never told you her name before but since
you’re so curious to know, her name is Grace
Morgan”. I said and bur-st out laughing, Kevin
and Brian joined me while Nate fumed in
anger.
Grace was Nate’s one and only true love since
college, he always loved her but never had
the courage to say it to her and when he
finally gained some confidence and proposed
her, she rejected him. He was heart broken
after that tragedy and still is not able to get
over her which is itself quite an amusing
thing.
“Good one” Brian commented.
“You je-” Nate started to say but I ended the
call, not really in a mood to hear their
curses.
I placed my phone back in my pocket and
moved towards Caroline’s room to check on
her. The door to her room was slightly open,
I pushed it further and there she was sitting
with a box in her hand.
Suddenly she got up from the be-d and
started moving towards the door where I was
standing. She was focusing on the box and
didn’t noticed me until she bu-mped into me. I
was about to wra-p my arms around her but
she yelped and jumped back looking at me in
horror.
I chuckled at her antics and moved forward
to comfort her, as her eyes softened seeing
me.
“You scared me” she laughed, hitting me
pla-yfully on the arm.
“What’s in that box?” I asked, wanting to know
what was it that she was so interested in.
She looked at the box and then at me,
frowning a little, uncovered it, revea-ling a
pair of stilettos.
“I never bought this” she said, looking at me,
searching my face for something.
“I did. I saw you looking at it. You liked it… I
wanted to ask you this question.. why didn’t
you buy it” I asked confused.
When I had asked her to get back to the car, I
saw her st©p and watch at that footwear with
great fondness. I wonder why she didn’t buy
it there.
“5700 dollars Aaron!” Her eyes went wi-de as
she placed the box on the floor and threw
her hand in the air.
“You liked it, you should have bought it.
Money doesn’t matter, Caroline” I stated
simply, trying to convince her that she really
don’t nee-d to think about the cost before
buying something.
“It doesn’t for you. It does for me” she
whispered moving her gaze to her hands,
smiling faintly as if it was f0rç£d. “You know,
dad always said th-”
“James is an as-s!” Caroline’s head snapped at
me as I said those words. Just the mention if
his name and I was boiling in anger.
She looked at me waiting for me to say
something, to apologize or to explain. I did
the later because the former one was far
away from even consideration.
“St©p listening to him. He is an opportunist
who doesn’t give a damn to anything in this
world. I know he doesn’t treat you right, I
saw the fear in your eyes that day at the
tennis court and I want to know what that
fear is for. Tell it to me and I promise to
make it all right for you. I-” but before I
could say anything more, she threw herself
on me, hvgging me ti-ght.
I wra-pped my arms around her, holding her
close to me, as her h0t breath fanned my
n£¢k. “You know I’ll be always there for you”
I whispered to her, k!ss!ngher hairs as she
nodded.
Caroline broke the hvg after a long time and
looked at me with a smile on her face, a
smile that reached her eyes. “Thank you” she
said with a toothy smile.
“For what?”
“Umm…” she looked around, then picked up
the stilettos “for this” and chuckled. I am
sure she was not talking about the footwear,
but if she wanted to change the t©pic, so be
it.
Caroline picked up a few of the many bags
kept on her be-d, placing them near the small
table beside the be-d. I helped her in moving
them all then k!$$£d her goodnight and
moved out of her room.
**********
“Aaron” I heard the soft, familiar voice of
Caroline calling for me. She was knocking
on the door and calling my name again and
again.
What is it with this girl? The door isn’t locked,
why can’t she just come in?
I re-moved the covers from my face and got
off the be-d, putting on a t-shi-t I walked
towards the door and opened it.
“You know the door was open. Right?”
“Oh” she whispered, b!tt!g her lower l!pand
handed me a newspaper.
“What’s this?”
She took it back from my hand, unfolded it
and then held it in front of my eyes.
At first I didn’t un-derstand what she was
trying to do but then I re-ad the headlines on
the front page ‘THE BILLIONAIRE pla-yBOY
AARON WOODWORDS ENGAGED?!’ along with
a picture of us holding hands and walking
inside the museum.
I took the newspaper from her hand, and
re-ad the article carefully. There was not
much written just a few of my past stories,
about my buis£ness, about us roaming
around in Milan, visiting places and the
confusion about me being engaged to their
‘mystery girl’. There was another picture, a
smaller one, focusing on the ring on
Caroline’s hand that I gave to her.
I was yet to announce my engagement in
media and I planned to do it after I get back
to New York, but now since they know it I
don’t think they are gonna leave us anytime
soon.
I handed it back to her and shook my head
“It’s all useless, ignore it” I said and started
going to take a shower when Caroline
st©pped me by her next words “that’s not it”
I turned towards her and raised my brows
wanting her to continue “a man from the
staff c@m£ and said to inform you, that
media and reporters have surrounded the
h0tel, wanting to get more news about us.
The manager is trying to shoo them away but
it won’t be easy” she explained with concern
on her pretty face.
I raked my f!ngersthrou-gh my hairs and
sighed. Don’t these people have anything
better to do than poking their nose in
someone else’s life?!
Just then my phone started to ring. Seeing
Nate’s number I was about to ignore the call
but something made me answer it.
“Having fun Woodwords?” He spoke
amusingly.
“What are you so happy about?” I asked
rolling my eyes, then looking at Caroline who
was thinking of something, tapping her chin
with her index f!nger.
“You remember Geremiah? My little journalist
sister? Well, I swear I didn’t say much just
informed her about you being in Milan and
about your engagement. Nothing else” he
laughed at the end.
It took me a few seconds to register what his
words meant, but when it did I just wanted to
break his bones.
“You’re dead Nathaniel. Meet me and you’re
dead” I threatened that sick man.
“That my revenge for yesterday. Have fun
with the media!” He laughed again and ended
the call.
Caroline was just standing and waiting for me
to end the call “my friends informed them” I
sighed and threw my phone back on the be-d.
“How will you go to work now? I don’t think
they will let you leave that easily” She said. I
smiled, knowing she was genuinely worried
about my work.
“Don’t worry. I have ways” I as-sured her, then
called Carter to make arrangements over
here before going to the bathroom for a
refreshing shower.
Later, while we were having breakfast, I
heard the sound of the chopper blades and
sm-irked.
“What’s happening?” Caroline questioned
looking at the ceiling with confusion, then at
me.
“I can’t go by road, so I’ll go by air” I smiled
and her eyes lit up with excitement.
I can’t explain the plea-sure it gives me seeing
her smile like that, seeing her all excited, that
glint in her eyes of that of a innocent little
child.
“That’s so cool. When will you be back?”
Caroline asked, leaving her food and joining
her hands together and leaning on the table.
“5?” I said but it ended more like a question, I
was not sure how long it would take me but
I’ll try to do it as soon as possible so that I
can return back to her.
“Okay” We had our breakfast, then I gave her
a pe-ck and left for work.
The chopper landed at the t©p of the building
and I descended towards the floor where a
cabin was set for me.
For the rest of the day, I was working, trying
to finish it as soon as possible but there was
a constant thought of Caroline, her pretty
smiling face coming before my eyes.
I looked at my watch it was 3 and I still have
a great amount of work to do. Taking out my
phone from my coat pocket I dialed her
number, she answer in her sweet melodious
voice “Hey!”
“What are you doing?” I asked out of
nowhere.
“Watching TV and…. umm… getting bored…”
she said sighing then giggling. “How much is
left?” She asked.
I looked at the pile of folders on my desk
and shook my head “a little” I lied.
“Great!” She literally shouted “when are you
leaving for here?”
“Immediately” I chuckled and ended the call.
I always had loved my work, I used to skip
my meals and every other thing while I was
working and now I’m skipping my work for
just one person.
You see, priorities do change.
Tbc