Blackmailed by Mr Billionaire

Hot air hit my face as I left the recording studio. I quickly walked over to my car, got in and turned on the cooler. I breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the cold air started to fill the car and gave me a chill that felt like being roasted.

Today, I finished recording my third single, after which my contract with the management ended. My cell phone rings as I start my car.

"Yes, Ariana is here."

"WHERE ARE YOU??"

I pushed the phone away a little when I heard Caroline's screams, my manager and cousin are very loud and chatty more than my mother.

"I'm on my way."

"Hurry up, Ana! Or you will be replaced by another model!"

"Okay, on the way."

I stepped on the gas pedal deeper to increase the speed to get to the location where I was filming a commercial for one of the most famous Coke products.

Arriving at the set, I immediately ran towards the crew who had gathered and were working on the set for the ad shoot.

"You tortoise! Come here quickly. You will take it!" nagged Caroline. I just let out my horse grin. She would look like the Goddess of Death when she was angry.

After shooting the commercial was over, it was getting late into the night. Caroline came home with her boyfriend, Andrew; I saw their intimate scene near Andrew's car before they disappeared. Sighing heavily, I've never been in love and dated any man.

Whenever a man approached me, I would only consider him a friend, nothing more. About dating invitations, I often refuse for various reasons; I don't know, I haven't thought about having a special relationship with a man; I'm still busy thinking about my career. And again, I don't want to fall in love yet.

Once, I liked a guy, but he didn't like me and just thought of me like a little sister and feelings were not reciprocated. I'm disappointed, of course, but what can I do??! Maybe love isn't on my side. My phone rings again and interrupts my unimportant daydream.

"Mom??!"

"Where are you, honey? Hurry home; I want to talk to you about something."

"About what?"

"Go home first; I'll tell you when you get home."

I quickly got into my car and drove home. My mom seemed to want to talk seriously this time; suddenly, my heart was pounding, and I felt nervous and curious.

I rushed downstair when I got home and parked the car in the garage. I saw a very expensive grey Mercedes Benz parked in my large yard; I just shrugged and assumed there must be guests.

"That's Ariana, honey; come here," Mom said, which made me look at her as I was still in the doorway of the main entrance of my house. My gaze turned to my mom's guest, and those eyes seemed to hypnotize me, fading everything around me. A handsome face was looking at me, who just stared at him in silence. That gaze seemed to nail my feet.

"Ariana," my mother called, which jolted me back to reality; with a slight bow, I walked over to my mother and sat beside her. There was a man, about half a century old, sitting beside him, a beautiful woman who looked graceful at her age. They smiled at me; I smiled back and nodded respectfully before sitting down.

My gaze turned to the man with gold eyes sitting in front of me; the man looked at me with a sharp gaze that made my heart beat abnormally; I hastily lowered my face to hide the nervousness that seemed to squeeze all my nerves.

"Honey, this is Aunt Ramia and Uncle Abraham; they are here to propose to you."

My mom's words are like Thor's thunderbolt, which is very powerful in the Avengers movie; I was shocked, and my tongue went numb.

What? Propose Marriage of me?

My Inner Goddess was stunned on her red sofa, while my senses narrowed her eyes with her mouth open, surprised by this.

"And that's Sean, your future husband," repeated My mom; I peeked at Sean from behind my eyelashes while twisting my fingers between my thighs. I'm nervous, this handsome man is my future husband, whether this is a gift or a disaster, but I can't say anything and choose to be silent; my mind is debating between wanting to deny and accept this fact.