A Deal With The Billionaire.

Point of view of Amelia:

My heart started to swell with anxiety and fear as I started down the hallway toward my dad's house. I could not relax until I saw my father once more. The cancer, which I never quite understood to be a brain tumor, caused my father to lose consciousness. The doctor diagnosed it as a result of lifelong stress and blood pressure that was too high for a middle-aged man to manage at that particular time in his life.

With tears streaming from her eyes, my mother ran to me as soon as I opened the door and said, "Ward 10B." She became very emotional without even thinking twice.

"Is his dad getting better?" I continued to ask, tears welling up in my eyes, but at that moment, nobody could offer us comfort; only my dad, who was staring at both my mom and me, was unable to speak a word, and when I turned to look at him, I saw that his condition had gotten worse already, his body gradually becoming wet.

"Mom," I said to my mom as I was leaving her to cry and walked her to the wheelchair, where I helped my dad sit because his body was at ease and he had no idea what he was doing. With tears in my eyes, I carried my dad to the bathroom and cleaned him up with a great deal of sympathy because my mom was unable to enter the room at all because she was witnessing her husband's terrible suffering and had no means of sealing it off except poverty.

Since my dad's sudden illness, I have had to take care of the family's food since I was a young child. My mom was a stay-at-home mom because my dad told her to, but since then, I have carried a heavy burden.

My mom, wearing a frown, said, "We do not have enough money to pay for your dad's important medical bills," as my dad and I emerged from the bathroom. I was already feeling extremely stressed out from my dad's heavy body and my work.

"Mom, I am not in a relationship with a CEO or anything like that, and I am having a lot of financial difficulties supporting the family. I said angrily as my mother drew nearer, "I am so worried about you right now. You could just get something done to support with all the whole bills."

She slapped me on the face and said, "Do not talk to me like that," which made me look down in a fit of raging rage."Even though you bring in food and pay some of the bills here, that does not give you the right to speak without respect for me, you bitch. Your dad wanted me to always work, so that is why I am not working now." Her anger was evident from the way she looked at me as she yelled at me.

I walked out of my dad's ward and onto the bench in front of the ward, leaving them both furious. "I am just giving you a chance because you her my mom and dad will not be Happy at all so I leave you to him to cater for and care for also," I said.

"Fuck" I said, tossing my bag against the wall as I sat down next to it and picking it up right away. I bowed my head like I would at a prayer service and sobbed bitterly about what was wrong with my dad, especially his health since I knew my mom was always against me and treated me like their foster child. I had a lot of thoughts about that and always felt helpless because she always claimed to have a higher power than me and I could not do anything about it.

The doctor was wearing a long white jacket and a suit, which gave him a great appearance. However, he was not the one I always saw coming to visit my dad informally. "Hello Miss Amelia," I stood up as soon as my name was mentioned.

" How may I help you?" I asked politely with a smile to him since I couldn't lay my mom's anger all just asked a calm question to me.

" Am the newly assigned Doctor to Mr. William and from the " I interrupted him immediately with my own words making him shut up his mouth.

"Am Am Amelia is an only child " I replied giving a slight nod as a sign of respect to him since he was older than me from just his face looking alone.

The middle-aged man gave his hand out for a handshake which I responded immediately.

" Can you then lead the way to your dad's ward?" The middle-aged man asked with a great smile and respect as we both walked down to my dad's Ward to see my mom in crying mode.

" Ma'am stop crying so you won't fall sick and make your husband matter worse " That was the doctor's first statement as we both walked in to meet my dad. Down in me, I was giving more pity for my mom and her always crying habit but since we both had an issue I couldn't just go telling her to stop crying due to her negative character and words to almost everyone not even excluding me her daughter her words are harsh same with her character towards me and everyone expect her husband and lover.

" Doctor, please how can we help my dad?" I asked being so in need of a quick answer since all that gave me a life and space to survive was my dad and I could trade anything to make him get better by all means.

" Onlsurgery could help him get better and it is based on a fifty-fifty " I interrupted.

" We know it is a surgery just how much would it cost for the surgery to take place?" I asked with a frown this time cause I knew that I had to get broke again I had my dad's illness.

" 50,000$," he said.

" What the fuck?" My mom yelled from behind making myself and the doctor look at her.

"That's on the high side where do you seek us to get such an amount for a surgery that nobody is sure the patient to survive" my mom said angrily and with much rudeness.

" Thanks, doctor," I said holding the doctor in his hands and taking him out immediately my phone made a buzz in my pocket and I picked it up.

"Mr. Smith," I uttered while displaying confusion.

Amelia's POV: .

Still in a confused era on what footsteps I would take next concerning my dad's medical treatment and other expenses that would soon arise in my life either sooner or later A lot of thought about how I could get my dad's treatment fee was all over me. My dad's medical bills were out of this world where am I to get the whole sum of 50k$ for treatment when no one is sure if he would survive or still die out in my thoughts I have no one I could just possibly meet again unless I go do a stripper job for a night with a CEO which I wasn't ready to trade out my body even if I said I could do anything for my father to be better. But the same thought of getting to meet my boss at the office for the loan assistance was everything that my head could think of at that great point.

" Hmmmm. What if I just take pride away asking for a helping hand? Mr Smith instead of me just staying here doing nothing." I said while sitting on the mini sofa that I placed in my mini apartment I stayed alone. Just that I wasn't comfortable with staying alone due to the price of the rent which was all on my head and other things that also came up with

I just took great courage and went to the bathroom took a bath and put up my work uniform. I put on my plain navy blue skirt with a white shirt with a flat shoe and picked up my handbag wearing a beautiful perfume.

" Hope this works out," I said walking out of my apartment with a deep breath in. I took a taxi straight to my workplace where I just sat down in the rreceptionist'soffice.

" Miss Amelia, what are you doing here with a fragile look?" Mr Smith came out of his office as I sat down closer to his office. As I saw him I immediately knelt with tears in my eyes holding up on his legs with a calm look.

" Miss Amelia stop this " he quickly said as he tried removing my hands away from his leg that I held so tightly with tears.

" Can we meet in my office?" He asked immediately as he left me all alone in the receptionist's office close to his own office. I quickly walked into his office and saw my boss sitting already on his chair in the office with his phone.

" Can I take a seat, sir?" I asked politely as I cleaned my eyes and tears.

" Yes," he nodded positively.

" Thank you, Mr. Smith," I said adjusting the chair backward before I sat down in it pulling it forward closer to the deskanlookingmith I kind of behaved shyly putting my head down as Mr. Smith just couldn't take away his eyes from me which looked weird to me since he hadn't done that before.

" So why did you behave like a beggar outside? Why didn't you just come in ?" Mr Smith asked me as he just removed his eyes from me and placed it into his phone I just wasn't inquisitive about what he was doing on his phone.

" Am so sorry sir" I replied with a pause ." Sir, can I ask you for a favor?" I asked with a little smirk to melt out his heart.

"Go ahead," he said leaving the phone to look at me as he gave a smirk adjusting his green color suit.

" Sir my dad is sick and he needs money for his treatment and a lot of bills are pilled up on my family's head making us accept the fact we are bankrupt at this moment and I have no one to go to, " I said adjusting back to the chair and kneeling to the floor as I paused my statement. " Mr Smith" he paused my statement as he came closer to me.

" Please stand up " he gave me his hands in support for me to stand up and I immediately accepted his offer.

" Thank you s,ir," I said as I stood up cleaning up my skirt that had a stain of dust from how I kneeled earlier.

"Your welcome" Mt Smith smirked as he gazed at me with pus which I also gave the same reaction

He cleared up his throat and sat on his table looking at me" What if I ask you for something would you be able to give just to help your sick Father?" The question he asked was like a straight hit on my bone.

I looked at him eye ball to eye ball " Yes sir I can do anything just to help my dad" I said giving a serious look and character to him with nothing like a smirk regarding my request.

" Okay then" Mr Smith just gave a little laugh at my answer and I just smirked.

How Mr Smith just behaved was not a part of him that I have ever seen before since I started working with him but he just behaved weirdly to me and his new laughing character was nothing to write positively about. Despite he was a middle-aged man he tried to behave much like a kid which couldn't work out the cause of his age.

" Do you know my child? " Mr Smith said as I nodded my head giving a ' NO' gesture to what he asked of me.

" What does his son have to do with this Damn situation?" My conscience said as just stood right like one in a military.

" Sit" he pointed to the chair I sat on before. Immediately I sat down quietly with a smirk on my face I wear almost every time to address some issue and discussion.

" So I have this handsome young son with brown eyes ball a good height" I quickly interrupted his explanation as my stomach ached as he told me more about his son whom I hadn't seen.

" Sorry to interrupt sir but please can you go straight to the main point about your son" I said giving my boss a slight bow just to give him the respect I think he needed at that particular time of my little rudeness.

My boss then gave me a serious look too sitting more comfortably and looking straight into my eyes" I want you to be a contract bride for my son and I give you the money" Mr Smith said as he looked at him with a calm look and ghost bumps filled up my body with those words I heard.

" Sorry sir please I don't quite understand what you mean by me beginning a contract bride for your son," I asked beginning so nervous and ghost bumps just kept on appearing more my skin harder which I wasn't able to control.

" A contract bride like you would marry my son on contract based on the money" Mr Smith laid a reply to me with a smirk.

" What?" I asked and paused with a confused look this time and a scared feeling of what would happen next on this one.

" I don't think there is something bad for you about becoming a Bride for us the family just get paid and be the wife to my son and play the wifey duty" Mr Smith's words sounded quite unmatured to me at that moment.

" So I would get the money I want if I accept the offer," I said wearing up a frown immediately.

" Just as you want daughter in law" As Mr Smith addressee me by that name I knew I had no other choice and since I need the money badly I just have two choices either I accept it or just generally decline it.

Amelia POV

" What have I put my damn self into?" I asked myself as I walked uncomfortable in my parent's sitting room. I just wasn't getting myself after the last request my boss made, how would it be possible to get married to one I have never had a relationship with ever in my life just me getting to know his dad and that wasn't a nice reason to get married to one I don't know anything about.

" Why stressing yourself ?" My mom said as she came out of the kitchen with a plate of cookies in her hand dropping it on the little table in the sitting room." You are still a young girl you can get married to anyone" As my mom said that I just looked at her giving her a long hiss as I went to sit on one of the sofas in the sitting room.

" Mom, are you just after the money or after your daughter's life?" I asked with a frown and negative energy to her. I just wasn't up for my mom's unfriendly conversation cause I knew each conversation with her usually caused a huge fight between us.

" Am on both " my mom came closer to me sitting down on the side of the sofa with a smirk ." When you get married to the billionaire son your dad's treatment money would be cleared off and also you would be happy you were married off to a billionaire and not to one of those street Mafia?" my mom said to me with a smirk but immediately I stood up picking up my handbag that was close to where I was sitting.

" Mom I have the right to choose for myself this is my life and not yours," I said to my mom looking at her as I stood up." Mom, you could just sell off yourself to my boss as his new wife since his previous wife is already dead" I gave another long hiss in anger and tried walking out of the apartment until my mom's voice struck me back from moving out of the house.

" You are crazy" my mom's arrogant words held me back.

" Mom doesn't let us repeat this conversation," I said with anger within me as I turned around to face my mom eyeball to ball taking out the respect within myself." Have already accepted a lot of trouble from you and this time am not giving you a chance to just come into my life and make it worse than it already is now" I said with anger within me as I looked at my mom who was just surprised with my reaction for just a statement she made. I just gave her a ride-eye look getting away from the apartment with anger within and tears dripping down from my eyes unexpectedly as I just walked through the lonely street.

I just stood in a spot and picked up my phone from my handbag and searched through my contact list to get the number of my boss since I just couldn't watch my dad die cause of lack of money.

" Good day sir," I said through my voice without a smirk on my face but a frown and a voice filled with anger.

" Good day," he quickly gave a reply to me.

" Sir" he quickly interrupted me.

"What's wrong with your voice?" Mr Smith asked as he cut my last statement short.

" It nothing sir," I said smirking at my standing spot.

" Okay dear, so why are you calling?" Mr Smith asked with a cool and polite voice. Immediately he said that my heart beat so fast as I just took a deep breath in and out.

" It about your son" I quickly said letting out the fear.

" Can you come to my office like now" Mr Smith instructed before I ended the conversation immediately taking up a taxi.

All my mind and brain could just think about inside the taxi was how I would enjoy just accepting a marriage proposal cause of my sick dad. To me, I think it wasn't so bad after all since am trying to help my sick dad.

" Here" I tapped on the taxi driver who almost drove past the company. Immediately he stopped and came out of the taxi giving him both a smile and cash cause I generally thought he deserved the two.

I passed through the security guard with my work identification card then had to go to the receptionist's office to visit my boss but I was so safe cause am a worker there so less stress was there for me to visit my boss.

I took a deep breath before stretching my hands to give a knock" Knock.... Knock...".

" Yeah come in" I heard immediately as I hit the door without two thoughts I opened the door and walked in giving him a slight greeting with Boeing my head slightly which he aesponded to me.

" So what's wrong with you? You don't look good?" Mr Smith asked politely as he pointed to one of the double chairs opposite his sitting position which I humbly accepted and said on.

" Am good sir nothing to worry much about" I said with a smirk on my face just to help him write off the feeling out of his mind for that Time.

" So you mentioned something to me during the conversation we had earlier on the phone?" Mr Smith said to me dropping everything he was holding in his hands as he just looked at me eye ball to eye ball which kind of looked as if he wanted to bring out some words out of me in another kind of romantic manner.

" Sir I have" Mr Smith quickly interrupted my statement.

" Sorry I have to pick this up," Mr. Smith said as he took up his phone and placed it straight to his ears.

" She's here son" That particular statement made me kind of shocked at that point immediately making him look at Mr. Smith in a kind of a rude manner. It immediately seems as if he found out and just ended the call immediately telling me to continue with my words.

" Sir, I have agreed to accept" I got another interruption as a young-looking man stepped into the office. The man's name was as familiar as the one I had seen earlier at the recereceptionist'sice.

" This my Son," Mr Smith said as I turned around looking at the man who wore a suit and a fancy shoe that pretty perfectly went well with the suit. I just stood up from the seat and made him sit down which he accepted with a smile.

" His name is Bryan Smith and u" The guy stretched out his hands and I accepted a handshake with a smirk.

" Am Amelia" I replied gently with a smirk.

" So my Dad would have told you all about the contract clauses" Bryan quickly said to me as just looked at him with a confused face.

" What contract?" I asked immediately.

"It's a contract marriage," Bryan said.

" Ohh I understand" I just accepted the fate immediately not wanting the manner to go further.

" But sir" I interrupted Bryan as he tried saying down words to me." Does this contract marriage come with years that it would surely change" I asked with a smile on my face this time.

"It's a contract of death do you both path only death could change the marriage arrangement" Mr. Smith said also wearing the same frown on his face which I think looked serious at this point.

" So would there also be a relationship period before marriage" I asked once more to get clear reasons before I fully add myself into something crazy this time.

" That is something we don't know" Mr Smith said .

" This a Deal with the Billionaire " Bryan added.