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The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 13. HOT FOR DADDY
Exhaustion seared through Callan as he wobbled into the presidential suite. He flung his blazer on the couch and without prior notice, it flew breezily and landed on Orla's head where she had drifted to sleep after being unproductive the whole day. She jumped in agitation, her eyes cautiously searching the room for the intruder. Her gaze met with Callan's scornful stares, and she immediately lowered her eyes to the floor before those weary-looking eyes swallowed her up. "Welcome back," she muttered, still circumventing his heavy gaze. He heard her audibly, but he chose to ignore it. Striding towards the closet, he took his button-down shirt off his body, followed by every other fabric that clad his body. Orla slumbered up, she made an attempt to pick her cat but she flew off her arms and ran towards Callan, hugging herself all over his leg. He immediately shook his leg off, turning to Orla with that deadly glare again. "What the fuck is this?" Irritation bleed in his loud baritone
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 14. YOU ARE UGLY
"One, two, three…" Orla clasped her fingers together as she called out each number.After carefully exploring the lingeries, she settled for the one that was the most decent—ironically though, because she was still as good as naked.She had never been unclothed in front of a man and it upset her that she was about to stand in front of Callan, looking like a little slut. With the white see-through lingerie she slipped into, and her ginger hair bouncing around her shoulders, she looked like a young woman who was out to titillate a man.For the hundredth time that night, Orla muttered a cuss word at Rosa for getting those slinky frillies. She yanked the doorknob, gently pressing it down to unlock the door.Though it hurt that the small room she was staying in had no mirror, even without the mirror, she knew she looked slutty. Slowly, she waddled into the bigger room, halting her steps when she sighted Callan sitting on the armchair in front of the large desk, head buried in work.For a
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 15. WELCOME BACK HOME
She would never try it again, never!Orla thought, scenes from last night flashing through her vision as she dipped the fork into the piece of steak that was on the plate in front of her.Violently clanging the fork against the ceramic plate, she was venting her aggression on the innocent object and she felt bad that she was just pitiful.Last night was a night of discomfiture, hell embarrassment, the biggest one of her life. She couldn't even look Callan in the eyes after acting stupidly last night. But he noticed her struggles with the steaks.He shot her a side glance but turned away very quickly to eat his food. The fork was in one hand while the other hand supported his phone. He was working again, as he always did."I can change the steaks if they are too hard to cut." Dora, Callan's chef at the penthouse, said when she noticed Orla's behaviour towards her food. "I made them soft, I don't know why you…""They are soft." Callan chimed in, picking up the glass to sip some water. H
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 16. WELCOME TO MY HOUSE
Callan was the first to step out of the car, followed by David. Orla remained inside, taking in the beauty of the enormous building standing in front of her. She conceded to the fact Callan was rich and she shouldn't expect less, but not this mighty. She was the daughter of a billionaire, her father was rich too but she had never seen an eight thousand square feet mansion looking so exquisite before.All her life, she had been confined to her room and not allowed to leave the house unless she had to go to college and her father's chauffeur always made sure he took her to school and back home every day. She had zero time to socialise the way her sisters did. She had always been the unseen daughter, the one her father didn't want the world to know about. She was the forsaken daughter.She lacked a social life, just the internet kept her sane sometimes, but even that wasn't like real life."Welcome back home, Boss." David tendered the car keys to Callan when he had parked it in the gar
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 17. A BEAUTIFUL DISTRACTION
I am patiently waiting for the day he'd throw you out of his house and come for me.Those were the words Mia uttered before ending the call. Orla marvelled at how someone could call her sister just to spew those mean words at her.Mia's words almost paralyzed her mind, she tried not to dwell on her harsh words but it wasn't all easy. Just when she thought she was free from her family, Mia was frustrating her again. It had been three days since she called, but the words were still fresh in Orla's head.She didn't think Callan would throw her out. It wasn't certain, but she felt he wouldn't and sometimes, her instincts were always right.And if Callan wanted any of her sisters, he would have gone for them before he married her. He didn't want them and he didn't want her either. She assumed he just didn't want a wife from the Sullivan family.She roamed around the flower garden, plucking from the Allium. It was her third day in the house and she was yet to finish her touring—that was how
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 18. LULLABY
The night stars were beginning to align in the skies, Orla stood next to the window side, eyes intently on the dim moon that glimmered between the skies.A memory from her childhood traversed her mind and she smiled…broadly, she wanted to fill her head with that pleasant memory when the door to the bedroom flung open, the sound impeding her alone time.Her eyes swiftly moved across the room, to the doorpost. She saw Callan walking into the room with some files in his hand. He dropped the files on the vanity table and slumped on the bed, tiredly spreading his arms all over the place. He had left the room after he took his evening bath, gone for hours and now, he was back.Orla moved away from the window side, pulling down the curtains. She ambled towards the bedside. It was close to midnight, and her sleeping time had passed but was yet to close her eyes. She tried, but the sleep wasn't coming to her. She had to inundate herself with the view of the night stars when she couldn't sleep
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 19. STRANGE FEELINGS
"I want to do a different one for you this time, Callan." Liam scribbled down the last measurement he took of Callan on his notepad. He sat on the armchair in his office and flashed his friend a tired smile."You good?" Callan asked, his eyes stony. He sucked at caring, it always didn't seem genuine even though he meant it."Yeah, just nervous and shit. You know? I was nominated and I am kind of nervous about the whole thing. What if I don't win? They shouldn't have added my name to the damn list." Liam's forehead folded into a crease as he kneaded his long lean fingers against his temples."You are good. You should not worry about that. Winning or losing doesn't change the fact that you are good.""Oh oh," Liam guffawed at his friend's words. "Did that just come from you? Callan Barlowe is giving me some words of encouragement. Strange man, am I with the right person?" Staring intensely at Callan, he laughed again. "What the hell happened to my cold friend? Did marriage change you no
The Billionaire’s Fragile Bride 20. PARTY GUESTS 1
The dress was gorgeous. Liam went all the way out this time. Orla knew Liam was good, but he outstripped her expectations."This is beautiful," she remarked for the tenth time that evening.She gushed at herself, her eyes unmoving from the V-neck, open-back red gown that enveloped her. Running her fingers through the silky material, she let out a smile. The front slits ran from both thighs down to her feet, hiding her toes and revealing more skin. She loved everything about the dress, it suited her perfectly, analyzing her slender frame in a glamorous way. Sexy. That was the best word to describe how she looked right now."He took his time to make this," the brunette applied the final touches of makeup to Orla's face when she sat back, stretching back to take a full glance at her handiwork.It was perfection at its peak, the colour combination blended with Orla's skin, leaving it smooth and glossy. She nodded her head in gratification."I have to take some pictures, the boss needs to
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