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

Lightning bolts descended from the sky to indicate it was about to rain. My tumultuous day just got worse but I rather stay out here than be anywhere in the world. 


The rain poured like it was crying for me. Hard and merciless thus, I decided to go to a club to avoid catching a cold outside. The problem is I didn't take money. I might as well trade my bracelet for accommodation. That could work. 


As I sat on a stool to drown myself in sorrow flashes of him envisaged in my head. Our first kiss, his tender eyes. His calloused hands on my skin. The beautiful house he took me to. The fake badge. Idris's expression when I mentioned his name. The look on his face the day he found out I was a virgin. Our night tremendous night together. The day he asked if I would accept him if he was wealthy.


It's real