Vivian

I don't care about love. I don't believe in love. I don't do relationships or consider marriage. I get the hit of my life with my parents killed in a car accident leaving me behind with my 18-year-old baby bro. He's eleven years younger than me. I have a secret life which might be the reason for my parents' deaths. By day, I'm 29-year-old, good for nothing, lazy, Vivian Doreen. By night? Yeah, well.... That's another, crazy, story....

Upon my parents' deadly accident, my baby bro tells me that I'm a collateral in a 10 million dollars investment contract my folks signed with some billionaire. If not paid, I need to marry his billionaire son. Like, really?! No way.... I don't even consider that, though it does give me a shock to even hear SUCH A NONSENSE!

David

MY FATHER IS OUT OF HIS MIND! Me?! To marry someone?! What?! I don't love someone but marry! However, my lunatic dad has a last letter my mom left for me just before she died.... He's used that letter to become what I am today and exceed the level he was and is. I did that. Now? For him to give it to me? When I'm 27? Waiting for that letter since I was eleven? I HAVE TO MARRY THE ONE HE WANTS ME TO! He said that since then. Marrying someone he wants is the final condition to finally hand me the letter.... I'M GOING NUTS! NO WAY I'LL MARRY! Or will I? One thing is for sure. WAR IS COMING! SHE'LL BE MY WIFE ON PAPERS ONLY! The rest? No way.... Nope. I don't even know her! Not that it is important.... I WON'T MARRY!

At the will reading for Vivian and her little brother upon their parents' deaths, next on the list, the lawyer has the investment contract. David and his dad come in and the War of Love BEGINS! None is wanting, and both are crazy. But what happens next? Let's just say that David has a switch on everything inside.... War is on though....

War Love is the first book in the Shooting a Hot Billionaire series.

Shooting a Hot Billionaire - War Love Book 1

“I’ll have a pinna colada, hottie. David?” She’s on the chair in front of me and the fucker is seated next to me. 


He has just placed his right hand on my thigh, and I slap it. He smirks some more at me, with a wink. No, he’s not taking it off me. He’s provoking me further. 


DON’T YOU FUCKING TOUCH ME! FUCK! I’ll lose it at these rates…. 


I’m shaking my right leg at this point to keep it in. 


“My wife ordered it. Whisky.” He motions his head to the guy to bring them. 


The guy widens his eyes when he hears ‘wife’, smiles, and he’s on his way to the bar after he says ‘right up, boss’. 


“Girl! Why are you so crazy again?! I smell it’s more than that…. Shoot! Tell me.” She’s lighting a cigarette. 


Chapter 59 – I Don’t F*cking Know Why!