Tianna

Leonard Julian Connor wasn't one to chase after girls but found himself chasing a certain air force officer. A pilot. He knew she was out of his league yet he wasn't discouraged as he was determined to win her over but she didn't want him in fact she detested him.

Milena Ariel Smith wanted nothing but a carefree life as an air force officer where she could achieve anything especially her father's multi-dollar companies so as to widen their reach, she had so much to plan with the responsibility of being the heir apparent of the Smiths but being from a prestigious family with strict rules there was little she could do as her parents were punctilious about everything expecting so much from her yet she didn't let it discourage her until they made an announcement that changed her life forever. 

    " I don't love you, Julian, don't you get it? You're just a bartender! A common delivery man. so not my type" every word she said broke my heart as I stare at her eyes. I never expected to be loathed by someone I love someday. Just when I wanted someone she didn't want me but I'm not going to give up.

   " I'll get a better job. Open a bar. I'm working on something. I need you in my life. Please give me a chance" I begged with teary eyes but she laughed so loud that it pierced my heart so I held her hands to comfort myself. You should have seen the way she yanked my hands off like it was infested with worms.

    " Don't touch me. You're everything that I despise. Stay away from me loser" 

  What will happen when she finds out that the man she has insulted, rejected and disrespected was her supposed betrothal? Or what Julian might do when he learns who his betrothed wife was? 

   Do you want to find out? Well, you're about to find out how fate played with both of them. 

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A BILLIONAIRE's Secret

Somehow I have managed to keep most of the employees in my company. It's no news that I fired a lot of them because they were incompetent. Their bizarre ideas irked me.  How am I supposed to work with them? 


I'm thinking of rehiring more staff and I'm going to interview them alone. I need competent people to stand up to my crazy uncle who doesn't play fair. My eyes hurt from staring at the screen. I think I'm going to stop at the optometrist for an eye check and perhaps see an optician for some glasses. 


A knock on the door interrupts my current analysis. Whoever it is better have something substantial to say. 


" Come in," I say through the speaker on my desk. Yes, I hate disturbance. I wouldn't be surprised if my employees hate me but I'm not here for their affection. I'm here to work, compete and succeed. Their petty excuses won't stand in the way.


Cold cold Vixen