Billionaire’s Lost Angel

As the evening sun cast a warm glow through the office windows, George stood in front of the full-length mirror, meticulously adjusting his tie. He smoothed down his perfectly tailored suit and admired his reflection, a smirk playing on his lips. Tonight was the billionaire party, and he intended to make quite an entrance.

It had only been a few months he started learning the do’s and don’ts being a millionaire and owning a company he never tried one of those he has always been dependent on lotus father’s money but now he wants to win her heart he had to do some certain things by himself.

While he went about his activities he had some people always searching and trying to discover where Lotus  is hiding. He knew her and you knew that if she didn’t want to be seen no matter the effort anyone put in trying to find her it will still be futile.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

But he knew he needed to find her quickly Peter was rising to the top and he was fastly gaining lots of grounds. In as much as George wanted to deny it the sad truth remains that Peter will still be one step ahead of him and the only thing that can give George a chance to outsmart him was lotus.

But just as George turned to leave, the office door swung open, and in walked a woman who commanded attention. Her sleek black dress hugged every curve, and her piercing blue eyes held a hint of danger. Her expression was anything but friendly.

“Good evening,” she said coolly, her voice cutting through the silence.

George raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Can I help you?” he asked, his voice laced with confidence.

“I’m the escort for tonight’s event,” she replied, her tone laced with sarcasm.

George chuckled, his eyes traveling up and down her form appreciatively. “Well, you’ve got the look. Let’s hope you can handle the company,” he said, his smirk widening.

The woman shot him a piercing glare. “Trust me, I’ve dealt with worse than a slimy man in a fancy suit,” she retorted, her voice dripping with disdain.

George’s interest piqued even further. He loved them tough, and this one seemed to fit the bill perfectly.

—

The grand ballroom was bathed in opulence as George and the escort, whose name he learned was Linda, made their entrance. The room buzzed with the murmur of conversation and the clinking of crystal glasses.

Linda tried to keep a polite distance from George, but he seemed determined to make her uncomfortable. His hands roamed over her waist possessively, and he whispered suggestive remarks in her ear, his voice low and menacing.

Linda’s patience wore thin, and as George leaned in for another unwanted advance, she swiftly pulled away, causing him to stumble. Without a moment’s hesitation, she picked up a nearby glass of wine and poured it on his expensive suit.

The room fell silent as George’s anger surged. The guests around them watched, their eyes widening with shock and amusement.

“How dare you touch me that way, I have came here to be your escort for the party not your some cheap prostitute.” Linda screamed.

Frustration was slowly taking over him as replied coldly. “Is this what you are paid for? You are embarrassing me.”

“Oh really I’m embarrassing you? I’m just getting started” Linda took a wine from the waitress and splashed it on his clothes again shocking the entire crowd and making them gasp.

Linda, her face a mask of defiance, turned on her heel and stormed off, leaving George seething in her wake.

He couldn’t believe it, how could a mere escort have such authority to defy him in public I just made him very annoyed that he couldn’t do anything as the cameras flashed taking shots of his embarrassment and probably they will be found on the internet in no time.

He knew what to do a heart come in contact with some stubborn ones in the past and he knew the perfect way to deal with them and make them fall on their knees and Linda was not going to be the first neither will she going to be the last.

It’s a promise.

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Back in his luxurious penthouse, George paced furiously as he replayed the humiliating events of the night over and over in his mind. He had been disgraced, dumped by an escort openly, and now his reputation was tarnished.

Fury burned in his eyes as he dialed Caleb’s number, his voice dripping with venom. “What the hell was that, Caleb? You sent me some stupid escort who ruined everything! I trusted you!”

Caleb’s voice on the other end trembled with fear. “I-I’m sorry, George. I had no idea she would be so… difficult. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

George laughed bitterly, his anger unforgiving. “You think a simple apology will suffice? No, Caleb, you’ve crossed a line. I’ll make sure I destroy you.”

Caleb’s voice grew desperate. “Please, George, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I’ll do whatever it takes to make it right. Just give me a chance.”

George paused, his fury subsiding slightly, replaced by a sadistic satisfaction. “Don’t worry, Caleb. I’ll give you a chance. And when I’m done, you’ll regret ever crossing paths with me.”

With a chilling click, George ended the call, a wicked smile playing on his lips. This was not the first time Caleb was sending him someone that didn’t actually care about anything and was stubborn but at the end of the day just found a way of getting them to please and satisfy himself in ways that wearing to go to the hearing. But he couldn’t still deny it it was something about Linda that seems very familiar and he couldn’t put his hand on it. It feels like we had known her before and he was bent I’m finding everything about her but first you had to punish her and make her suffer for disgracing him and embarrassing him in public and he knew exactly how to go about that.