Married to the Heartless Billionaire

New Book - A Flame From The Past

Just wanted to promote a new book I made, this is the description.

[it wasn't letting me copy and paste from the description on wattpad so it's just a photo of it]

Chapter 1.
His sapphire eyes align with mine, lost in the nostalgic feeling that surrounded each other. The air in my voice had gone, as I made an unwanted sound out of frustration, out of feeling. Something so unwanted, so cruel it made me turn around and head for the red flashing sign screaming 'exit'.

Ally restricted me from leaving, as I turned to face the reality that stood in front of me. The reality wasn't an awakening splash of water, but a brooding man, farthest from a gentleman.

He was a tormenter and a predator and he always found me easy to use for his immoral reasons. He was viewed as the last to second guess himself, but in reality he was the one that carried the most doubts, most secrets.

His present, still brooding self faded in my mind as I remembered the boy who would pick and pull my hair, and who even would start arguments and have aggressions against me. The boy I viewed was the one who looked like the predator, always attacking the weak when in reality he was the one who was attacked the most.

He was confident and loud, which gifted him friends that would laugh at each time he pulled a 'hilarious' prank on the little girl who only wanted to be liked, let alone loved.

'Loved' the word brought back sparks, I had felt unite in my stomach. The one moment 'love' was ever felt in my heart, was with him. He was the coward, who had ran from commitment and love he had promised to me that night, before he took the very last part of me I had left. He promised me love that would wish you had more moments in bed, love that made the both of you think about each other just at various times, and love that would finally fill the craving that we both had.

I had believed I was finally loved by someone, and here he stood thirty feet away from me, holding a hand out for a shake. 

His broad shoulders closed his sapphire eyes only to the ones he stared directly at. And to my luck I was his target, that fell silently to his prey.

He pushed back the chestnut locks of hair that fell silently covering his sapphire gems. He was the one that starred in my most embarrassing memory. A memory that couldn't be lost from my mind, no matter just how hard I tried.

if you want to read more click on my profile and go to my works and it is labeled as "a flame from the past" and click start reading then this is just a preview so scroll down to "10 hours earlier" to pick up where you left off