This is Book 3 of Billionaire series, it's a short Billionaire romance, The love story ofAaron Knight and Eternity Granger.This is a standalone novel.**************Eternity povSlowly and reluctantly, I uncover my face. I blink, close my eyes, and blink again. Streaks of sunlight penetrate the window and blind me. I sit up, drag my feet off the bed, and rub my knuckles into my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn.I live in my apartment in New York. Of course, I am 21 years old and I didn't live with my parents.My bedroom is small compared to the living room of my apartment, but I can still fit everything I need into it. I have a bed right in the middle of my squarish room, which takes up quite a bit of space, but I like it that way. You may find me laying there reading a book in the natural light coming through my window, which is my main source of light. The storage is great because it is hidden away above my wardrobe, which is built into the wall, although most of my
Seconds passed and I didn't feel any pain again. I cleared my eyes and my muscles got stiff.I noticed I was hovering over a man.He had tousled dark black hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a hypnotic deep crystal blue.Flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features moulded from granite. He had dark eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. His lips had drawn into a hard line across his face. His perfect lips are ripe for kissing. When our eyes meet each other, I feel time stop. Everything pauses, just him and me.The crystal blue colour swirled into an Atlantic blue as he gazed at me. I could feel myself becoming hypnotised by the changing colors.I could see wind-stirred waves in his eyes. If one were brave enough to enter their depths, all else would blur, and you'd fall so deeply in love that you'd choose to stay there, no matter what. Of that, I'm completely sure."What the hell, girl, if you don'
I felt dizzy while feeling my rushing adrenaline.I got a job at The Knight Industries as a Quotes and Add Designer in the Marketing and Advertising Department of The Knight Industries.I got an email from the company, Knight Industries, about my job acceptance. They are one of the best and biggest industries in the whole USA.It's mostly impossible to get a job there. I heard they hire the best of the best.Well, I have always been good at my studies from my childhood with great grades, but there are some dark memories as well. I shook my head. I don't want to think about it now, I thought.I have been searching since this morning in my wardrobe for what to wear. Normally I don't put so much effort into my clothing, but I have to give a good impression on my first day of work. It is, after all, The Knight Industries.Finally, after thinking and searching for so long, I found the perfect clothes.I put on a white blouse, a black fitted pencil skirt, and white heels. I applied only lip
Eternity's povAfter 2 weeksIt's been two weeks since I started working here at Knights Empire Industry.I must say, I enjoyed my work here. I mean, everyone is so friendly here with me except that arrogant Aaron Knight, owner, and CEO of the Knights empire.Avery, the receptionist whom I met on the first day, also ended up being my good friend.So, now I have a really interesting and amazing workplace.Well, before coming, I always buy coffee.One for Mrs. Elle Clark and receptionist Avery and, of course, for me, it's become my daily routineEternity's outfitI am wearing a black dress reaching below my thigh and wearing a white jacket above it with black boots. I tied my long brown hair into a ponytail.I was just getting away from Starbucks, grabbing a packet that contained three cups of coffee.Before I could make it towards the skyscraper of the Knight Empire,A man in a black hoodie. His face is covered with a cap of his black hoodie.He handed me a brown folder and said, "Keep
Eternity's povI glanced at her, and her face lacked the glimmer that every girl's face has at her wedding; her hopes had been destroyed. I looked at me.I'm wearing a lovely lace off-shoulder bridal gown. But my eyes are still swollen from sobbing all night. I used a lot of bb cream, concealer, and foundation to mask my tired face, but I still look like a crying mess.Since childhood, I've had a lot of wedding fantasies, as my maternal grandma used to say.Marriage isn't something you wear on your finger or sign on a piece of paper. It should be relished rather than endured. It's the coming together of two hearts that beat as one, each willing to make sacrifices for the happiness and well-being of the other. Marriage is so lovely that it would be a blooming rose in the natural world, with its dazzling petals permitted to unfold in the warm sunlight. Maybe that's why we offer roses to the people we care about and include them in our holy couplings so frequently. Marriage is a gift we
When we arrived to Knight's estate, I gasped as I saw the most magnificent huge mansion I had ever seen in my life.Knight's Estate was a large estate in one of Yorkshire's most picturesque areas.After all, it's Aaron Knight's lavender-scented mansion. The aroma brings out the delicate purple tone of the walls, which in the early light reminds me of spring forget-me-nots. I never wanted to live in a large house, preferring instead to live in a cosy and inviting environment. It's the ideal place for needs, as well as what many people dream about.But I'll miss my old place.It's my "cottage," as I like to refer to it. The old was a stage for my new works, fresh paintings daubed on beautiful squares of canvass, in the sky, adorned with everything rustic. Until you give it your personality, leave your stamp, and communicate what is essential to you, space is simply space.But I have to wait for this marriage contract to expire, and until then, I have to live with him; just thinking abou
I drew back from the pink duvet as I opened my eyes. I expose my face slowly and cautiously. I blink twice, then close my eyes and blink once more. I am blinded by rays of sunshine that pass through the window. I get out of bed, drag my feet out, and rub my knuckles into my eyes. I yawn with my arms stretched over my head. My legs hang over the off-white carpet, and I keep an eye on them.It's not my room, I turned around.Oh, my so-called marriage to jerk Aaron Knight comes flooding back. At my husband's home, here is my new room.It was 8:50 p. m. when I was studying, according to the digital clock on the wall.I slept too much.I remind myself that my maternal grandmother is an ideal wife, and she always tells me that when I get married, I must grow into an ideal wife for my husband, but I never imagined that my life would turn into a farce and that one day I would be married to the devil, Aaron Knight, who doesn't care about people but is obsessed with his business and his wealth.
Through my room's wide glass window, rays of sunlight splashed across my face. My sluggish eyes slowly opened.My pulse is beating, and my mind is blank, even though my eyes are open. It's as if an adrenaline hypodermic has been injected into my carotid artery. My respiration rate begins to stabilise as I struggle into the absolute blackness.I struggled out of bed and made my way to the restroom. When I glanced in the mirror, I saw a mess; my eyes were swollen from sobbing all night.My skin hasn't changed colour.Soo, I'm not sure why Aaron's anger so deeply broke my heart.I've never wished him harm, and I've always favoured him, but I imagine he won't believe me. He'll always regard me as a traitor.But who was that strange individual who handed me the packet with confidential corporate information that day, and why me?What relationship does he have with Aaron?I have a lot of unanswered questions in my head right now. I have no idea what to look for, how to gain Aaron's trust, c