The Billionaire's Unexpected Love

Emily POV

I was nervous as I got ready for dinner with Williams. He had said he had something important to tell me, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was what I was hoping it would be.

We had been together for eight months, and I had started to daydream about the possibility of a future together.

As I put the finishing touches on my outfit, I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves. I told myself that I was probably overthinking things, but I couldn't help but hope he would ask me the question I'd been waiting for.

I couldn't deny that I had strong feelings for Williams. Even though we had only been together for eight months, I had fallen head over heels for him.

He was charming, funny, and sweet, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. I felt like a teenager with a schoolgirl crush, and the thought of him asking me to spend the rest of my life with him made my heart flutter. I was ready to say yes, no matter what.

I arrived at the restaurant a few minutes late, feeling flustered. I had gotten caught up at the nail salon, where I had my nails done, especially for the occasion.

I was starting to feel silly for getting so worked up over the possibility of a proposal, but I couldn't help myself.

As I walked into the restaurant, I scanned the room for Williams, feeling butterflies in my stomach. When I spotted him, I felt a mix of emotions. I was excited to see him, but also nervous about what might happen next. I took a deep breath and walked towards him.

As I approached the table, I noticed Williams was with someone. It was Sophia, my best friend.

At first, I was hopeful that this meant Williams was about to propose to me. It crossed my mind that perhaps Williams had invited Sophia to be present for the proposal. Maybe he wanted her to be a part of such a special moment in our lives since she was such a close friend to me.

But as I sat down at the table, I noticed something: Williams and Sophia were holding hands.

I felt a wave of shock. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I did not know what to think or how to react.

"We're getting married." Sophia announced, 'With a straight face.

My heart sank, and I felt like I was going to be sick. I turned to Williams, hoping that this was all some kind of horrible joke, but he just nodded in agreement.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mind was spinning, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Sophia's words were like a punch to the gut. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

'What do you mean, you're getting married?' I stammered, my voice trembling. 'I thought we were... I thought we were happy.' I looked at Williams, pleading for him to deny what I was hearing, but he just looked at me with a blank expression on his face.

"We've been seeing each other for a while," Sophia continued. "We know this must be difficult for you to hear, but we didn't want to lie to you. We care about you, and we don't want to hurt you. We feel like this is the right time, to be honest. We're in love, and we're getting married."

I looked at Sophia and then at Williams, trying to make sense of what was happening. 'Please tell me this is a joke,' I begged, my voice breaking. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

This couldn't be real. This couldn't be happening. But the looks on their faces told me otherwise. I felt like I was going to pass out.

The restaurant had gone quiet, and I could feel all eyes on me.

I was crying and shouting, and I could feel my face turning red with anger and embarrassment.

I could hear people whispering, and I saw a few of them taking out their phones to record the scene.

I was mortified.

I felt like I was about to explode. In a fit of rage, I slapped Sophia.

"You're being ridiculous," Williams snapped, his tone sharp. "This is no way to react. We're trying to be honest with you. You're just making this more difficult than it needs to be.

"Are you okay?" Williams whispered, placing his arm around her protectively. "I'm so sorry that she reacted this way," he mumbled, looking at me with disappointment.

I stood there, frozen in place. I felt like I couldn't couldn't catch my breath. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt a wave of emotions wash over me. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I felt like I was trapped in a nightmare and I couldn't wake up.

I didn't regret slapping Sophia. She deserved it. I felt betrayed and hurt by both Sophia and Williams. I couldn't believe that Sophia would betray our friendship like that. And I couldn't believe that Williams would so easily leave me for someone else.

I was angry and devastated, and I couldn't help but wonder if I had done something to drive him away. Had I been a bad girlfriend?

I fled from the restaurant, dashing out the front door and into the cool night air.

I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to get away from that place.

As I ran, I could hear Williams calling out, but I didn't turn back. I just kept running until I reached the end of the block.

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I lay in bed, looking at the photos of Williams and Sophia on my phone. They looked so happy, so in love.

I felt like I was disappearing like I didn't exist anymore. I cried until my eyes were swollen and I couldn't cry anymore. All I could do was stare at the pictures, trying to understand how this could have happened.

The memory of Sophia's squealed reaction, when I told her about Williams came flooding back to me.

"OMG girl, I'm so happy for you!" she exclaimed. "He's so handsome, tall, and rich. This time will be different - you guys will end up together!" she had said with a smile.

At the time, her words had made me feel hopeful and excited. But now, they just made me feel foolish and betrayed.

Emily POV;

"There's no way I'm getting married to someone I've never even met," I exclaimed, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration.

My mom had just suggested that I marry Ethan Smith. I couldn't believe it. It felt like a cruel joke. My mom's request came as a complete shock. Not only was I still grieving the end of my relationship with Williams, but now I was being asked to marry someone I had never met.

"You should be excited about this offer. It's Ethan Smith we're talking about." My mom's voice was already increasing in anger.

"I know it's Ethan Smith, the well-known billionaire every girl's dream, but not mine," I stated firmly. I could feel the pitch of my voice rising, too. "Mom, I don't think this is right for me. Olivia is older and would be a better match for Ethan."

Olivia was my step-sister, and our relationship was strained, as she always seemed to keep her distance from me. Despite our parents being married, she acted as if they were not, which made me feel like an outsider in my family. She had expensive tastes and loved living a luxurious lifestyle. I couldn't help but wonder why she wasn't offered the so-called opportunity that I was. It left me feeling confused and unsure about my family dynamics.

"She's more interested in fancy things than in building relationships. I'm surprised that you would offer this to me instead.

"Olivia is engaged."

But I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. I had a nagging suspicion that she was lying to me.

"You've had so many relationships that didn't work out. This could be a great opportunity for you, Emily."

Her words hit me hard because I knew she was right.

"Just give me three days. If I don't get engaged during that time, I'll marry Ethan Smith." I couldn't believe I'd blurted out those words. I wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but I wanted to prove to my mom that I could be engaged, too.

My mom seemed pleased by the idea, but I couldn't understand why.

I couldn't figure out why she thought I couldn't be engaged, probably because I had been in many failed relationships. I wasn't unattractive. I was certain that I was at least average-looking. So what was it about me that made me unworthy of being engaged?

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I couldn't bear the thought of letting Williams go so easily. I had to talk to him and convince him we were meant to be together. I knew it might make me seem foolish, but I didn't care. The thought of him with someone else was unbearable, especially with Sophia.

I went straight to Williams's house, determined to talk things through with him. As I arrived at Williams' house, I met with an unexpected outburst,

"Emily, leave!" His abrupt command caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but plead with him to explain what I had done wrong.

My eyes were brimming with tears, and my voice was shaking as I begged him to reconsider. "Please tell me what I did wrong. I love you, Williams. Please don't do this to me," I pleaded, my voice cracking.

"Just tell me what I did wrong. Was I not good enough?" I implored, hoping he would give me a chance to make things right.

"I found someone better," his voice cold. "I wouldn't want her to meet you here. Please just leave, Emily."

"Sophia?" I uttered, in disbelief.

"Yes, Sophia," he replied without hesitation.

My heart was breaking as I struggled to hold back the tears. I felt like I was sinking, my whole world falling apart around me.

As I walked out of Ethan's house, the weight of the world seemed to be on my shoulders. My mind was racing with thoughts, and I couldn't escape the feeling that my mother had been right all along. Doubts clouded my mind as I questioned whether I could truly be loved.

The sense of shame and sorrow that I felt was overwhelming and suffocating. With each step, I tried to shake off those feelings, but they clung to me like a heavy cloak.

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"It's already been three days," my mom stated as she barged into my room, interrupting my quiet reflection.

I looked up to see her standing at the door, her hands on her hips. "Is there anyone yet?" her eyes scanning the room.

I shook my head, feeling a pang of disappointment. "No," I whispered, trying to mask my disappointment.

"So, are you sticking to your promise?"

I swallowed hard. "Yes," though my insides were screaming in protest. I couldn't believe that I had agreed to marry someone I had never met, but I had made a promise, and I had to follow through. Even if it meant marrying Ethan Smith, a man I hardly knew. There was a part of me that hoped that maybe I wouldn't regret my decision, but deep down, I knew that I was making a mistake. Still, I had to keep my word.

A date has already been arranged for you and Ethan," her eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Wait, what?" my face contorted in confusion and surprise. "But that was so fast! I'm not ready to meet him yet."

"Don't worry, you'll be fine," she reassured me with a dismissive flick of her wrist. "He's a lovely young man, and you'll be perfect for each other."

Her words were dismissive, as if she didn't believe my concerns were worth her time. I felt a surge of anger, but I forced myself to remain calm. I couldn't shake the suspicion that my mother was being dishonest with me.

She was pushing me into this marriage for reasons other than love, and I had a feeling that my stepfather's company was somehow involved. I couldn't help but wonder if there was something more going on behind the scenes, something I was missing.

And I couldn't help but feel uneasy about the fact that Olivia wasn't the one being pushed into this marriage. I had a nagging feeling that something was amiss. I tried to push the thought away, hoping that it was just my imagination.

Ethan's POV

"Eva," I began, taking a deep breath, "will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I asked my heart in my throat.

I was certain she would say yes, but I wasn't prepared for the look on her face. There was no smile, no joy. Instead, her expression was indecipherable.

I could hear the surrounding crowd, phones at the ready, capturing this moment for all eternity. I remained on one knee, waiting for an answer.

The silence stretched on, and I could feel my pulse quicken.

Was this a mistake? Was I about to be rejected in front of everyone? My heart was pounding, my palms were clammy, and I had to resist the urge to stand up and flee. I waited, hoping, praying, that she would give me the answer I longed to hear.

The tension in the air was palpable, and I could feel my anxiety rising with each passing second. How much longer would I have to wait? Suddenly, she spoke, her voice cutting through the stillness like a knife.

"Yes," she responded, "I would be honored to be your wife."

A smile played on her lips, but it didn't reach her eyes. There was something else there, a shadow, a hint of something I couldn't place.

But at that moment, I was so overcome with joy that I didn't dwell on it. I slipped the ring onto her finger, and she turned to face me, leaning into my embrace. I held her close, the rest of the world fading away as I savored this moment of triumph. I was overwhelmed with joy.

The sound of enthusiastic snaps, hearty laughter, and exuberant cheers emanated from the boisterous crowd, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere that permeated the air.

The room was alive with sound as if every atom was vibrating with excitement.

I could feel the happiness radiating from every person in the room, and it filled me with a sense of blissful contentment. It was a moment I would never forget, frozen in time.

I'd known Ava since high school, and she'd always been a special part of my life. Now, we were getting married, and I couldn't imagine a more perfect future.

My heart felt full to bursting with joy and excitement, and I knew that this was the beginning of a wonderful future together. I had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now it was finally happening.

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"I'm sorry, Ethan. I'm not sure I'm ready to marry you," Ava announced to me as I drove her home. Confused and hurt, I asked her to explain.

"What do you mean? But you said yes to marrying me an hour ago. Why the sudden change?" I questioned, hoping for a logical explanation.

Ava sighed and looked away.

"I just wanted to save you from the embarrassment. Sorry, I don't think I love you enough to marry," her voice barely above a whisper.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My heart was breaking as I sat there, staring at Ava, trying to make sense of what she was saying. It was like my world had been turned upside down, and I couldn't find my footing.

The ride home was silent. There was an awkward tension in the air, and I couldn't find the words to break it. I felt like I was alone in the world, even though Ava was right there next to me. The weight of the news hung heavy in the air, and I struggled to process it all.

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I sat in the sitting room of the family house, surrounded by relatives who were all listening intently to the lawyer as he read my dad's will. I found it hard to focus on the reading, my mind wandering to other things.

I didn't care about the money or property. I'd made my fortune and needed nothing from my dad's properties. I just wanted to get this over with so I could get on with my life. I shifted in my seat, trying to be patient, but my mind was already elsewhere.

The lawyer mentioning my name snapped me back to reality from my wandering thoughts.

"As per the instructions provided, it is recommended that in the event of a marriage, a single company be awarded to the individual, In the scenario where the individual is unmarried, 'the company is to be granted to his half-brother, Liam, the lawyer said, adjusting his glasses as he spoke.

Even though I had no interest in my father's will, I couldn't sit back and watch as Liam would be given what was rightfully mine. I couldn't understand why the company should go to Liam just because I wasn't married. I was the eldest son, and he wasn't married either. The whole situation seemed unfair and confusing.

"I will be getting married next month." I lied. Everyone in the room looked at me with suspicion and confusion, their eyes boring into me as if they could see right through my lie. I didn't hate Liam or anything he had always been a good brother to me. But I just couldn't stand by and watch as he was given what belonged to me.

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I kept thinking about Ava, and I couldn't seem to get her out of my mind. I tried to focus on other things, but every time I saw something that reminded me of her, I was pulled right back into those thoughts.

I wondered if I would ever be able to love anyone else as much as I loved Ava, and I wasn't sure if I could move on from her. It felt like a weight was hanging over me, and I didn't know how to let it go.

My mom's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I hadn't even realized that I was daydreaming. "Ethan?" her tone was gentle but firm. "Did you hear me?" I felt myself snap back to the present moment, and I turned to face her.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"You didn't tell me you proposed already!" her face breaking into a smile.

"Proposed?"

"You mentioned your wedding is in a week, remember?" and when did you propose to Ava, a frown on her face.

She didn't even ask who I proposed to - she was so certain it was Ava.

"I proposed to Ava, but she said no," I said it with as much firmness as I could muster, but deep down, saying those words filled me with hurt.

The room was filled with an uncomfortable silence, punctuated only by the sound of my breathing.

"What?!" my mom exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief. "But you said you were getting married next week. What happened?"

I hung my head in shame, feeling as though I had let everyone down. "I lied," I admitted. "I couldn't just watch my inheritance be given to Liam. I don't even have anyone to marry, and Ava made it clear that she doesn't love me enough to marry me."

My mom's expression softened as she reached across the table to take my hand. "You did the right thing. We'll figure something out. You don't have to go through this alone."