The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride

Aidan's POV

Richard won't let me be after bumping into the lady at the entrance. I ignore him and walk into the clubhouse, typing furiously on my phone. I just saw Chloe's message about the appearance of Roland after I left the office.

Roland is among the people I have an appointment with today but he didn't show up at the appropriate time. After I met with Madeline, I left the office immediately.

Chloe's message must have entered when I was in the bathroom taking a shower but I didn't check my phone till now.

I am mad at her for not calling me, I would have canceled the party and gone back to the office. It is late already and I can't go back to the office because I know Roland must have gone. He is one hell of a client.

He is a stubborn person and I know he can cancel the deal with just this mistake of mine.

This deal means a lot to me and I hope he allows Chloe to fix another appointment for him tomorrow. I am messaging her to tell her to make sure she fixes another appointment with him tomorrow or she will lose her job.

"She is fucking beautiful. Did you see how she was looking at me? She looks beautiful when angry", he keeps talking nonstop.

I get angry and shout at him. "Shut the hell up!"

He is shocked but keeps quiet anyway. We get to a seat and I flop heavily into it. I feel like calling Chloe but I know it is late already. I hope she gets my message and does something about it before tomorrow.

I hear nothing from Richard and I turn to look at him. He is sitting beside me in silence with his thumb close to his mouth. I suddenly feel guilty for shouting at him. I just didn't like the way he was exaggerating about the girl even though I didn't see the girl.

"I'm sorry, man", I apologize gently.

He nods. "Come on, man. I was just angry because I missed an appointment with one of my clients as a result of my clumsy secretary's fault. It was just a transfer of aggression."

"It's fine. Do you want a drink?" He is no longer frowning his face and I am glad he is not mad at me anymore. Richard has a forgiving heart.

"Yeah, sure." I smile.

He stands up and goes to the bartender to get us a drink. I just wish I can forget my worries for tonight, get drunk and have sex.

I really need a vacation soon, I mutter more to myself as Richard moves over to me with the bottle of wine.

"So you were saying something about your bride-to-be?" He reminds me and drops the open bottle of alcohol when he is in front of me.

He pours some for me in a glass cup and did the same for himself. His question reminds me of Anna and the problem I am faced with now, the problem of convincing her to follow me to my mother and to the hospital as well as getting married.

She looks like a stubborn lady and I have no patience. I can't tolerate a stubborn lady and Anna, being my baby mama is not an exception. I just wish she will make everything easy on me with no stress. Work is enough stress.

The musician on the stage stops and begins another piece of music. I saw two couples moving to the dance floor.

"Aidan?"

"She said she is not interested," I tell him nonchalantly like I am not bothered. I don't want to be bothered but I am, because of my mother.

I was expecting Evelyn to blow my phone up with calls when she gets home to be confronted by her daughter but I didn't see any call from her or any message.

I didn't know how she got my contact and from whom but she messaged me a few days ago, with a strange number which I assumed was hers.

I wonder why Evelyn isn't calling. I want her to call me and tell me not to mind her daughter. I want her to assure me that she will convince her daughter to go with me to see my mother. I left their home at noon and it is almost 8 pm now, and there is no call from Evelyn or Anna herself.

"Why not try to persuade her? You know girls like sweet-talking....."

"What?"

"Yeah, she is a girl and you know how to sweet talk a girl into having sex with her, I think you should do the same now."

"I can't do that", I thunder in anger. I can't imagine myself begging Anna or Evelyn. I can't do it and I won't.

"Of course, you can. If you want to make your mother happy, you need to convince her that you are a good man and...."

"You don't even care to ask me what I want and think of the whole thing?"

He shrugs. "What you want doesn't matter at the moment. What matters is your mother's wishes. You should make Anna your choice if she isn't." "What rubbish are you spurting?"

"I am spurting rubbish?" He chuckles, shaking his head and sipping his drink. "I guess you should go ahead with the marriage with Tessa then."

"Over my dead body. You know I will rather marry Anna than take Tessa to be my wife."

"It doesn't look like Anna is a good choice from the way you are speaking. If she isn't, Tessa should be a good choice then."

"Shut up!" I bark. He laughs out loud in mockery.

"You should learn to love her, Aidan...for your mother's happiness."

"Whatever!" I mutter. I feel his advice isn't good one. I can't love her, she isn't even my spec.

She is beautiful and I know that but I don't date poor girls, I date sophisticated and classic girls who have a fortune ahead of them, not someone I will have to worry about stealing my money away from me. Richard suddenly gasps with his glass cup hanging in the air. He is looking towards the door. I follow his gaze and see nothing but the girls on the dance floor.

"Hey, what's up?" I nudge him.

"She is back", he says, excitedly.

"She? Who?" I furrow my brows in confusion.

"The girl from earlier. She is back, I thought I had lost her." He replies, with a grin, dropping his glass cup.

He stands up and leaves without any farewell. I lean back and watch him move swiftly towards the so-called girl. I am still trying to get a view of the girl's face to confirm how beautiful she indeed is when a touch jerks me out of my thinking.

I snap my head to face the owner of the touch. "Hello, handsome." She flashes me a cute smile, trailing her hand on my leg. I am silently looking at her, she is beautiful with red hair, she has a nose ring on and a strapless top with a short skirt.

I jerk forward when her hand touches my manhood. I know the fun of the night is just beginning.