CHAPTER 16: I WANT TO MARRY ALEXANDER PIERCE

Bree

My gaze couldn't and wouldn't leave his rigid back, he was cold yet enticing. I wanted him, I didn't want to know what else mattered.

Mother walked inside, not quite long, after he went inside. I ran straight to the seat beside my father.

“Is it true what he said?” I questioned immediately.

“Let an old man eat in peace, Bree,” he chastised but I wasn't having any of it.

“Just tell me if it's true,” I kept whining like a child who had been denied candy.

“What part of what he said are you trying to verify?”

“The part where he said he is the youngest richest billionaire in New York?”

He swayed his head back and forth slightly, continuing to focus on his food.

“Well it's unfortunate that you have decided to steer clear away from the media. What he is saying is true.”

Thinking that my father was using me to pass time, I dug out my phone from my pocket and looked up the internet immediately.

His face came into view, multiple blogs and news channels headlining him. A faint smi