The Billionaire I Fell In Love With

She felt incredibly refreshed after taking a warm bath.

She dried her body as she riffled through her wardrobe for a simple wear.

She finally settled for a thick cream sweater her Mum had made for her and blue shorts.

She stood in front of the oval mirror drying her hair after getting dressed. It wasn’t completely dry so she left it to fall down her waist.

She should rest as she’s having signs of headache but she needed to go help Nola with dinner. She knew Gabrielle wouldn’t mind if she doesn’t help her but she just want to be with someone and engage in a healthy conversation.

She hates to think about what just happened to her. It’s so weird.

She slide her feet into her footwear and walked out of her room .

“Hey there” Gabrielle said as Irish walked into the kitchen.

She was setting down ingredients, about to start preparing dinner. Irish gave a short smile.

“I hope you’re fine now?” Gabrielle said. “Yes Gabrielle” Irish said.

“You should have just rested, i would have called on you when dinner is ready” “No, i don’t want to be alone” Irish said washing her hands in the sink.

“Ohh. Ethan told me you slipped into the pool, please next time, you should be very careful” Gabrielle said.

“Thanks Gabrielle” Irish said as she wiped her hands off a clean napkin. “So, what are we having for dinner?”

“Yummy” Arin giggled.

They were having dinner and atmosphere seems cool. “Yeah, i must admit the meal’s great” Ethan smiled. “Irish, i love your sweater” Arin said.

“Ohh… really? Thanks” Irish smiled. “Dad i want one too” Arin said.

“Okay. Irish which designer made it?” Ethan asked. “Well… it’s handmade. My mum made it” Irish said proudly. “Wow!”

“She’s so talented!” Gabrielle exclaimed.

“Yes, she’s extremely good at knitting, she performs wonders with her hands” Irish said.

“Uhmm, that sounds nice”Ethan said.

“Can you please tell your mum i want one too” Arin said. “Arin” Ethan chided.

“Ohh… never mind Irish” Arin said, noting the look her father gave her.

“No, it’s completely fine Mr Ethan, my mum would gladly make it for her” Irish said. “That’ll be stressful, never mind Irish” Ethan said.

“No! I want Arin to have one too” Irish insisted and Ethan sighed glancing at his daughter who so much admired the sweater.

“Okay then, you should tell me the price later” Ethan said, biting into a spicy chicken.

“How can i possibly charge Arin for just a sweater? I can’t and I’m sure my mum would even scold me for the charges. It’s free and my mum would gladly make more for you if you want” Irish said.

“Yaay” Arin giggled.

“Thanks Irish” She added and Ethan sighed in resignation, leaving them to continue their conversation.

“Thanks for your care earlier Arin” Irish said as she tucked Arin in bed. Arin nodded ” Dad said you slipped into the pool”

“Yes” Irish said.

“Are you sure?” Arin asked curiously. “Huh? ”

“No one has ever slipped into the pool, though i have my own pool and can’t be so sure but I’ve never heard anyone slip into dad’s pool but there’s a first time for everything right?” Arin smiled and Irish nodded.

She definitely hadn’t slipped!

“Someone had pushed her!” Irish breathing hastened as she accepted the cold truth. “So to our bedtime stories” Arin grinned.

“Ohh.. yeah” Irisj said.

*

Irish walked into her room slowly. She’s scared.

Those cold hands that gripped her neck..

“Oh no!” She swallowed, quickly sitting on her bed. Thinking of it alone made her knees weak.

Someone is after her.

That gunshot in the car too…

It hadn’t been for Ethan, that gunshot had been meant for her. All these started the moment she resumed here.

No one has ever tried to hurt her or even tried to kill her.

The only time she knew she was threatened was when she still worked for Morgan Harlow. Other Model workers had threatened her out of jealousy but that’s definitely not the case now. Who could be after her life?

Is she also gonna die like her Dad?

“Who’s gonna take care of her Arusha and her mum” She thought, tears burning the back of her throat.

She hugged Ethan’s robe around her body, trying hard not to cry.

“You’re strong Irish, you’re strong” She whispered to herself.

She sniffed back her tears when she heard a knock on her door. “Hey Irish it’s me” She heard Ethan say and she sat upright. “Huh?

What does he want?” she thought as she stood up. She walked to the door and sighed before opening it.

And truly, he was standing there in another cool robe of his . He’s obviously ready to sleep.

“Hey” He said.

“Hi” Irish replied nervously.

“Is Arin asleep?” Ethan asked rubbing the back of his neck. “Yes she is” Irish said.

“Okay” Ethan said, still not knowing how to ask Irish to join him in the library. He already set the fireplace and placed wines and glass cups.

“Do you want me to do anything for you?” Irish asked.

“Not really but are you ready to go to bed now?” With asked.

“I might still stay up for some minutes, I’m not feeling sleepy yet” Irish said, thinking of going to the library.

Reading will at least take her mind off those thoughts.

“Okay, will you come with me to the library? I lit the fireplace already” Ethan said and saw Irish’s eyes brightened.

He smiled, knowing she won’t refuse him.

“Yes!” Irish said, embarrassed she had allowed her excitement show. “You should at least have some pride Irish!” She scolded herself inwardly.

“Okay, come with me” Ethan said and Irish stepped out of the door and closed it behind her. She walked side by side with Ethan and she have to admit she felt inferior.

Ethan is way taller and huger than her, one could easily feel his presence anywhere.

“Wow!” Irish exclaimed as she stepped into the library.

“You never told me there are wines too” She smiled, walking closer to the fireplace. “Yeah, just to keep us awake while reading” Ethan said.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Thank you” Irish said wondering why he’s being so nice to her. He’s nice to other workers top but he’s nicer to her.

She searched the collection of books for the one she’ll read. Just so sad Ethan adores mystery and Spi-fic novels.

She doesn’t enjoy them.

“Here, i bought you some romanctic novels” Ethan said behind her. “Huh?” She said turning in the process.

Her hands flew to her mouth when she saw the novels on the table.

Not one, not two, neither three but more than dozens which she couldn’t even count by just standing here and looks like they were all her written by her favorite author.

Bills and Boon!. “Oh… my” she said slowly.

She didn’t know what to say or do next.

The next minute she found herself screaming in excitement and flying into his arms. She heard him laugh and was he hugging her back?

Well… she didn’t care at that moment.

She was just too excited to think of any other thing.

“Javad what are you doing here?” Irish heard Ethan said and her excitement died down immediately.