Billionare's Desire

Chapter 1

It all started with the loud knock on the door.

"Charlotte! We need to discuss about something!" Dad roughly knocked on the door.

"What about at this time?" I replied groggily with a muffled voice.

It was always me and my dad in the household. My mother left when I was 3 and frankly I don't remember much about her so it's not a huge problem for me. I didn't really need her anyway. I was doing just fine by myself. My dad was also the type of person that doesn't cling on to the past so that worked really well for us. According to him, she wanted to start a new life by herself so she left both me and my dad alone.

I gave a very long sigh before proceeding to open the door. Dad came in and sat down on the edge of my queen-sized bed with me following behind. My room was exceedingly messy with all my clothes strewn out everywhere. I never bothered to clean and my dad doesn't really mind it. He knows my limits and I was very thankful for that. My dad owns a chain of small french restaurants just around the state so we don't have to worry much about the financial situation in our family.

Dad looked at me wearily before mentioning, "Honey, for these past few months my restaurants aren't doing as well and we might not survive on the long run unless we find a solution quickly. Now, I found an old friend of mine who was very willing to help us with the situation and he agreed to let both of us stay in his house for awhile but, I must warn you, he has a son around your age and I heard that he was into boxing."

It took me a few moments to think of what he just said before I realised it. We were going to stay in a strangers house who has a son my age. Wow.

"So when are we moving in to their house?" I asked hesitantly.

"Well, they said we could move it tomorrow so I guess you better start packing your bags and get ready!" Dad exclaimed excitedly.

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When my dad told me that his friend was rich, I wasn't expecting a house-no, a mansion as huge as this.

We travelled for about 6 hours, driving alongside the never-ending forest and stopped at a gas station half way through the trip. Apparently, dad forgot to fill in some gas when we departed so we had to stop at a nearby gas station. It was also a chance for me to grab something to eat since I was feeling very hungry.

When we arrived, I stepped out from the black van, gaping at the large mansion that stood upright, towering all the other living matter as if attempting to intimidate any unwanted visitors. Uniquely twisted fencing kept the house enclosed, neatly trimmed hedges surrounded the house. As I walked towards the mansion, I noticed a lot of people-who I assumed to be helpers-scurrying around as if preparing for some big and important event.

On the steps of the entrance stood a man who looked no older than 40 approached my dad before giving him a big friendly hug. He then turned to look at me and gave a  warm smile.

"Welcome to my humble abode guys! I hope you had a great and wonderful drive here."

He then proceeded to show us around the house and I must say that this house is amazing. The intricate designs were what caught my interest the most. They even had a library that's as big as our previous house.

"Now, I wanted to you guys to my son. His name is Christian and he is very good at Martial Arts so if you need any help, you can approach him ok Charlotte?"

We entered this studio-like room to see an extremely good looking, shirtless boy stood in the middle of the ring. He was staring right at me and I noticed that he has the most brightest green eyes I have ever encountered in my life and the softest brunette hair that I just want to run through. His body was in extremely good shape and he had a good amount of muscles which made me blush. The only person that I ever found interest in was this boy in my 3rd grade class and he didn't even make me feel as much as I'm feeling right now.

"Christian! Ah, son. Here are our guests and I would expect you to be at your best behaviour yes? This is my friends daughter, her name is Charlotte and I want you to help her around." While gesturing his hands at me. I shyly waved my hand at him and managed to squeak out a small 'Hi' before blushing even harder than before. It was extremely pathetic and I just want to hide in some corner and never come out again.

My father then inquired,"Charlotte, you've always wanted to learn how to defend yourself. This is a great opportunity for you to learn! You can train with Christian while befriending him. How bout that?"

"That's great. While the children are going to befriend each other, I think you and I should talk about what's going to happen." My dads friend faced my dad and nudged him out of the door.

Holy Shit.