Contracted to the unknown billionaire

rate of breathing fast was reduced. He picked up his cup of coffee and sipped. Queen faced her mirror for some minutes and she kept staring at her hands, knowing she was soon goin

ed her eyes on the package she was handling it got her more nervous. "I don't know what to say. But girl you need some congratulatory messages cause I know it wouldn't be easy getting married to this unknown personality." she said while embracing her. Jack was in the sun and got tired of waiting on her, he sent her some signals indicating they had to get going. Queen huge her friend and continued. Jack dropped her in front of her door, and a lady was waiting on her. It turned out to be the makeup artist who was contacted by Jack through his assistant. "Good morning madame." the lady said "Good morning, the make up artist right?" "Yes." They both made their entry into Queen's apartment, she left the house without taking a bath. She rushed to go freshen up, and once she was done, the artist began with her makeup and helped her with the white gown. Sarah just got up, she had searched for her dad and he was no where. "Where did he go to?" she implored. It wasn't in his habit of leaving the house early. She took a seat and was waiting for her dad patiently, there she received a message from Bob. The billionaire she met at a night club while attending to her best friend's 26th anniversary. They both kept looking at themselves till he made the first move. He was a fairly tall man with brown eyes and slightly curved legs. Who wouldn't fall for such a guy? And above all, he was a billionaire. He was into petroleum products and equally owned several estates along the country side. Jack was home now, but Sarah failed to notice his presence, she was busy with her phone. He did not want to disturb her, so he went straight to his room. "The place smells my dad perfume, he should be back now," she said. He was going to join her soon, as she thought. To her greatest surprise, her father was on his way out, he wore this grey coat designed by one of the best designers in the country, a dark brown shoe, and his wristwatch in his hand. For a while, Sarah said nothing, she thought her dad was only teasing. But str realized he was serious and was on his way out. "Hey papa!" she said in fear. "Yes, do we have a problem?" he asked politely. "No, where are you heading to like this?" "I'm attending Harley's marriage," he said Sarah opened her eyes widely, s