THE BILLIONAIRE'S LITTLE SEDUCTRESS

Elvira" You've got this, Elvira," I say to myself as I drive carefully down the road leading downtown. I'm on my way to the clerk's office to pick up my marriage certificate. A bead of sweat trickles down my forehead as I try to keep my nerves in check."You'll be fine meeting a total stranger who's supposed to be your husband," I assure myself, my grip on the steering wheel tightening. "But..." I think again, my mind racing. "What if he's ugly? What if he's weird? What if he's dangerous?" My heart begins to pound in my chest as I imagine all the worst-case scenarios.It wasn't my decision to get married; I was forced by my mother who arranged a marriage between me and a total stranger I've never met before.Two years ago, I had my heart broken by the man I thought I loved; on the day of our marriage, I was left standing on the aisle like a deranged lunatic, waiting for my prince charming to pick me up.This experience made me not believe in love, making me get married just to fulfil

ELVIRA"Why did you bring me here?" I manage to ask, wriggling my butt uncomfortably on the seat."Good question," Demetrius says, nodding."Okay?" I raise a brow, waiting for him to speak up, but it seems like he's in some kind of trance.I furrow my brows in confusion as I glance over at Hendrix, who is smiling sheepishly at the other side of the table.Although Hendrix seems just as cold as Demetrius, he still has a friendly aura that makes me feel a little bit relaxed."Damien, don't keep the little woman waiting," Hendrix says as a jovial smile appears on his face.Looking up at him, Demetrius casts a chilling glare before averting his gaze towards me. "Remember I told you it was never my intention to marry you, right?" he asks.I roll my eyes and furrow my brow, a frown forming on my face. Demetrius' blunt honesty can be quite annoying at times. "Yes, how could I forget the sweet words of my lovely husband?" I say, my tone dripping with sarcasm.As the words leave my mouth, a sl

Elvira"Oh my God," I cry. "Where are we going to get that money from?""Oh my precious Andrew!" My mother cries even louder.Just then, the doctor steps out of the room and both Elvira and my mother rush over to him."Doctor, how is Andrew?""Doctor, where is my son?" We ask impatiently."Calm down," the doctor says with a calm and composed expression. "For now, the young man is out of danger but if the surgery is not carried out, then I'm sorry, there is nothing we can do about it.""Doctor, how could you be so blunt and mean?" I ask, my eyes blazing with anger and frustration. "Can't you just...just start the surgery while we gather the money?""I'm sorry ma'am, but that isn't how we operate here," the doctor says."But tha..." I try arguing, but my mother immediately stops me."It's okay, Elvira," my mother says as she shifts her gaze to the doctor and speaks softly. "Can...can we see him, please?" As she speaks, tears trickle down her cheeks, making her look pitiable."Of course,

ElviraAfter Demetrius pays for my brother's hospital bill, the doctors begin treatment on him. I stand outside the ward with my mother, anxiously waiting for when I receive good news. I look at my mother, who keeps glancing over at Demetrius with furrowed brows. "Elvira, who is this man?" my mother asks, whispering into my ears. "It's a long story, mummy," I say, not wanting to explain the full details of the whole issue. "How did you get the money to pay for your brother's hospital bills?" she asks again, watching me with raised brows. "Five freaking million dollars, Elvira!" "Mummy, I've told you, it's a long story, and I will explain everything to you later!" I say, trying not to raise my voice at my mother. "Are you now a prostitute?!" she asks again, raising her voice this time around. Unfortunately, Demetrius hears it and looks at us with a raised brow. I suddenly feel embarrassed at my mother's statement, the weight of everything that has happened on me. "Just...just

ElviraFearfully, I gulp down saliva, my eyes darting around the lonely, slightly dark corridor. "Man up and walk down that hallway, Elvira!" I tell myself with a shaky voice. I make up my mind to go down the corridor to Demetrius's room.I can feel my hands shivering uncontrollably. Gulping down saliva, I raise up my leg, ready to start walking, but suddenly, I hear footsteps approaching me—really fast! "Who the hell is there?!" I yell, my eyes darting around the place. The footsteps grow louder and louder, until they are almost upon me. I panic, my heart pounding in my chest. I frantically look around for something I can use as a weapon and spot a vase on a nearby table. I grab it, dump the flowers on the ground, and raise it in a defensive stance.I hear the footsteps grow loud with each passing second. Finally, a tall, mysterious shadow appears. "Ahhh!!!" I yell, closing my eyes and raising the vase above my head. I run towards the source of the footsteps, ready to strike who