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Mr billionaire episode 9 & 10

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻EPISODE 09🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
****AARON’S POV****
“I want you to dig into his records and come
back to me in 15 minutes” I ordered my PA
Carter with a little fury. A few days ago I was
informed of someone leaking important
information to a different firm and today
Melissa finally tracked down that traitor.
I hate it when people play with me or disobey
me and that bastard is gonna regret it badly.
I got up from my comfortable chair to look
at the beautiful view outside. The New York
skyline. As I looked down at the busy street
with cars stuck in traffic it reminded me of
an angelic face. The same face that has
evaded my sleeps at night.
I was brought out of my thoughts by a knock
on the door. “Come in” I said in
an authoritative tone.
“Sir, here it is” Carter entered my office after
precisely 12 minutes and handed me two
“His name is Jason Walter, works as an
accountant in our London branch. He is forty
three, with a dead wife and 3 children, one
girl and two boys to be precise.”
“I’m not planning on kidnapping his family,
Carter. Just tell me what’s needed” I glared
him with a face devoid of any expressions.
“The manager of that branch says he was not
aware of Walter’s passing confidential
information to that firm. Thought it’s hard to
believe him. We checked his and Jason’s
bank accounts and 50 thousand dollars have
been transferred in each of them by an
unknown source. I’ve already talked to
Mellisa on this and she is working to find the
person behind this” Carter explained.
I looked at those files for one more time
before throwing them carelessly on my desk
while Carter stood there silently waiting for
my next order. He is very efficient and
hardworking. Perfect in his work, just what I
need. Perfection.
“Call Mark and tell him to get the jet ready.
I’ll be leaving tonight”. Carter quickly took out
his cell and called my pilot. I picked up my
coat and walked out with my PA following
me. I stopped near my secretary’s desk and
ordered her to arrange my schedule again
for the next week.
As I was heading towards the building’s exit,
I noticed a group of men and women talking
and laughing. I stopped in my tracks and
went to stand beside the man who was telling
a pathetic joke.
“I didn’t know I was paying you all for
cracking jokes during work hours” I said or
more like snapped. The moment they noticed
me, all of them jump out of their seats.
“Sir, we… we were just….” the man started to
say but trailed off.
“We’re sorry Mr. Woodwords” one of the
woman said with a puppy dog face.
“Carter” I said and he came to stand beside
me “I want their resignations the first thing
tomorrow morning” I said looking at the
woman in front of me whose expressions
changed from apologetic to shock.
One of the man opened his mouth to say
something but Carter interrupted “No need to
say more. You all are already fired and Mr.
Woodwords doesn’t really changes the
decisions he makes”.
This is why he is my PA.
I went out directly to my favorite sports car
and sat on the driving seat and sped off. I
love cars and driving helps me calm my
temper. I was really furious, no one denies
my word or dare to speak against me and
that little piece of shit betrayed me. I do need
to control my anger before I order Carter to
destroy that fucking Walter.
I was driving past the trees and parks when
someone caught my eye. All my fury drained
out by just looking at her sitting on the
bench, so peacefully.
I parked my car in the parking area and went
to sit beside Caroline. She was so lost in her
thoughts that she didn’t even realize my
presence. She is the only girl that ever
captured my mind like this. I’m not used to
going after women, they come to me,
throwing themselves at me. But her… There
is something in her that makes me want to
know her more.
The first time I saw her outside the jewelry
shop I decided I wanted her but seeing her
damage my favorite car filled me with rage.
This girl even had the audacity to throw
money on my god damn face. I never
expected this, I was so shocked at that
moment I failed to read her license plate.
That day I planned to destroy her. Destroy
everything she loves. I ordered Mellisa, my
PI, to find her out but they couldn’t. After all,
I didn’t have anything with me except her
beautiful face in my memory.
Just the next day, I saw her again at the
Jenkin’s. I realized she is the daughter of my
dad’s so called good for nothing asshole of
a best friend, James Marshall. I thought of
her to be a rich brat but she proved me
wrong when she apologized for her behavior
of the previous day. It was nothing made up
but truth, visible in her eyes, and I forgave
her that instant. Since then, I’ve been craving
her. I want her so badly but there is
something in her that forces me not to treat
her like my other conquests, maybe her
I asked her or rather ordered her to go on a
date with me yesterday, one thing I never
really planned to do ever. I thought maybe
after knowing her a bit I wouldn’t be
interested in her but she proved me wrong
yet again.
Now I want her more than I wanted any
woman before. Every time I’m about to make
a move I stop, looking at her innocent face.
Even yesterday I was about to kiss her but I
don’t know why the fuck I didn’t.
“Is there any possible way you are thinking of
me?” I finally said.
I talked to her a bit more and even told her
about me going out of the country. I don’t
even know why.
I left as my phone buzzed with dad’s
number. What does he want now? He never
calls me without any reason. I talked to him
sitting back in my car and can sense that
there was something fishy. There is
definitely something going on, I am getting
negative vibes. I’ll have to go talk to him to
know but before that I’ll have to go to my
penthouse for a cold shower.
For fuck sake Aaron, you were just bloody
talking to her.
**** CAROLINE’S POV ****
“Hey Dylan, I won’t be coming to the party
tonight” I told him on the phone.
Today is the charity ball and I was so happy
that I will be meeting Aaron after an entire
week, but yesterday Lahaina heard me talking
to Nadia about it and then complained to dad
like a small kid.
“Why cupcake?” He asked concerned.
“Well, dad got to know of it and said I can’t” I
lied. He just didn’t say I can’t, he warned me
not to dare step out of his house and when I
said I have to, he slapped me and literally
pushed me out of his room.
“Oh. Okay” Dylan said and quickly cut the call.
What has happened to him? Every time I take
dad’s name in front of him he goes berserk
and today he didn’t say anything. Must be
busy in work, I thought.
I sat down at the edge of my bed. It was the
last time I was going to meet Aaron, I want to
go, I have to, he asked me to come. But if I
go after dad’s warning he will lock me up in
my room. A tear escaped my eye
unknowingly. What am I going to do?
After exactly 10 minutes there was a knock
on my door, I wiped my tear and opened the
door. It was Jane, my house keeper.
“Sir has sent me to say that you can go to the
ball with Daiven” she said mispronouncing
Dylan’s name.
“He has?” I asked her shocked to which she
nodded and left.
This is unreal. Dad agreed with me going to
the ball! I closed the door and jumped around
my room. I was behaving like a teenager who
was going to meet her crush after a long
time. But I can’t help it, I am going to meet
Aaron, may it be the last time, but I am happy
as hell.
Just then my phone rang, without seeing the
caller I picked it up “Cupcake, I’ll pick you up
at 8. Be ready” Dylan said from the other end.
How the hell he knows that dad finally
allowed me to… wait.. he did it!
“What did you do?” I asked him suspiciously.
“Nothing sweetheart” he said sweetly.
“Don’t lie brother, I know you must have
made dad agree. What did you say to him?”
“I don’t talk to shits like him, sweety, I asked
my assistant to do it and he did. Now be a
good girl and be ready at 8” he said and
ended the call.
Oh, I love Dylan.
I smiled thinking about tonight. How can a
person make you so happy even without their
presence? Just a thought of him and I smile.
I felt jitters in my stomach just thinking of
meeting Aaron tonight.
I quickly went to take a warm, long shower.
After my bath I stood in front of the mirror
and did my makeup. I want to look beautiful,
for him. When I was done I took out the
beautiful red dress that Dylan sent me the
other day. It was a simple yet elegant dress
that fit me perfectly. (The above image is of
Caroline’s dress).
The door bell rang at 8 and I ran downstairs
to open the door for my stupid cousin. My
family had already gone so there won’t be
any arguments among him and dad.
Dylan was wearing a navy blue tux, his hairs
gelled back and a toothy grin plastered on his
stupid face. “Cupcake, you look beautiful” he
said and I ignored him intentionally and sat in
his car after locking the entrance door. He
came in too and we drove off.
The ball was even more grand than I
imagined it to be, the place was totally
surrounded by reporters and media who
wanted to get inside but were not allowed to.
I placed my hand in the crook of Dylan’s arm
and went inside the beautiful place. My heart
started to beat faster thinking I’m going to
meet Aaron again.
The party was in full swing, people talking in
groups, couples dancing and many men and
women standing near the bar. I looked
around to search for the one man because of
whom I came here.
A waiter passed by and Dylan handed me a
drink, he then took me to a group of men
and women and introduced them to me.
Some were his business associates and
others who work in his company. I was not
much interested in their talks and looked
around the place. There I saw dad and Juliea
standing at a corner and talking to Aaron’s
dad and a man who has his arms wrapped
around Lahaina’s waist. The man’s back was
turned towards me so I couldn’t see his face
but he looked familiar. Too familiar. Then he
turned as another man approached them and
my world stopped.
Aaron was with my family, with his arms
around Lahaina and she was leaning into him.
He didn’t look uncomfortable, rather it looked
he was happy with her. A pang of jealousy
hit me as I stood there numb.
Dylan must have felt me stiffen because he
whispered slowly in my ear “you okay”. I just
looked at him and gave him a small fake
Then Aaron saw me, he looked at me staring
at him but diverted his gaze after a few
seconds. After some time he whispered
something in Lahaina’s ear to which she
smiled and nodded giving her hand in his
large ones. He took her with him to the
dance floor and they started to dance, he
looked at me one more time before turning
around and dancing with her. I felt ignored,
He was the one because of whom I came
here, he was the one who asked me to come
and now he is doing this to me. Tears welled
up my eyes but I controlled myself not
wanting to cry in a party and not wanting to
show him how much it affected me.
“I pity him” I heard Dylan’s voice. I turned to
face him and realized he was also looking at
them. I gave him a confused look and he
“That Aaron Woodwords” he said gesturing
towards Aaron “with your gold digger sister.
Nice couple” he said sarcastically.
I didn’t say anything and just looked at them
dancing and smiling.
“Well, I know him because of our business
and looks like he found his match” Dylan
laughed and my heart pained more.
Then he again turned to talk to his friends
while I just stood there staring at the duo.
Lahaina was literally pushing herself into him
and doing her dirty dance. Aaron didn’t look
at me for once as if completely forgetting I
was here and that he was the one who
requested I attend.
After a few minutes Dylan asked me for
dance and I denied with a straight face. He
knew something was wrong but I was in no
state to talk. I just wanted to go back home,
to curl up in a ball and cry my heart out.
“Caro, you’re not fine. What is it? If you want
we can leave” Dylan said in a concerned tone.
“Yes please” I answered finally.
I looked at Aaron for the last time and what I
saw broke my heart into a million pieces.
They were kissing. Lahaina and Aaron kissed!
They were standing so close, too close to
even let air escape between their bodies. I
felt like I would cry at that instant but I
Turning towards Dylan I walked out with him
pacifying myself by thinking it was bound to
happen. But it wasn’t working. I want to cry
but not yet.


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