Falling For The Billionaire Heir

Owen, Becky’s childhood friend, walked into the venue of Becky’s bachelorette party at exactly 7:45 pm on Saturday. The event was well underway, and he liked it like that.

He exchanged greetings with a few friends he could spot and he spotted Tracy while he was searching for where to sit and immediately went to her.

“Hey,” he called out with a smile and sat on the empty chair beside her.

She looked away from her phone. “I thought you wouldn’t come.” She had been looking around for him since she arrived, though she didn’t want him to know that.

“Nothing can make me miss Becky’s party,” he chuckled. “Never.”

“You look stunning.” he moved his chair closer to her. “You are so beautiful, as always.”

“Thanks for flattering me,” Tracy snorted despite the fact that all her insides were already in puddles. Owen had returned to New York two weeks back and had visited her four times in her new apartment. To plead with her.

But she had hardly given him any audience. She was so hurt by his attitude and didn’t want to give in easily to him. But she had missed him so much.

“You are the most beautiful woman here tonight,” he reached out and took her hand, squeezing it. No, he was not flattering her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever known. Looking at her alone at that moment, took all his breath away.

She was looking spectacular in her wine and gold evening gown. She covered her body up in the right places, unlike most ladies in attendance who dressed half-naked.

Her makeup enhanced her oval-shaped face. It took a lot of willpower for him not to lean over and kiss her.

“Keep flattering me,” she betrayed herself by smiling at him and she glanced away and disengaged her hand from him.

“I’m not flattering you,” He smiled, seeing her smiling and the way she hurriedly averted her gaze. “You know it’s the truth.”

Just at that moment, the MC asked people to come to join the couple on the dance floor.

“Dance with me,” he said breathlessly and linked arms with her.

“I’m not dancing, leave me alone!” Tracy said sternly.

“Please now, just for a few minutes.” He pulled her to her feet and steered her towards the dance floor. She had no choice but to allow him to drag her along.

They first stood facing each other awkwardly for a moment before he started moving and took her hands. Tracy followed his lead. Their movements were so coordinated, as if they’ve been dancing together for years.

Without warning, Owen circled his arms around her, his heart racing so fast with excitement. “See how good we fit together?”

He liked the fact that the music was slow and sultry.

Tracy could not deny the fact that dancing with him was more enjoyable than she thought. Her breathing picked up as he circled his arms around her. Her soft body continued to follow his body’s movements.

“This is heaven.” Owen thought to himself and nearly moaned aloud. It gladdened his heart to see Tracy struggling with her emotions as she made a show of not being ruffled. But he could tell from the look in her eyes that being together like that was having the effects he wanted on her.

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Later in the evening on Sunday, Grant finished skimming the surface of the Olympic size swimming pool in the house he just bought. And dropped the leaf skimmer.

He bought that house with a picture of a future with Tracy in mind. Owen wanted it to be their homestead.

Owen went to Tracy’s house that morning to talk to her, but as usual, she was not ready. Although they danced together at the party.

He cleaned his sweaty face with the inside of his arm and picked up the pool brush to clean the sides of the pool.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He had earlier cleaned every space in his apartment, something that the cleaning woman did the day before. But he did it all over again. He was so full of nervous energy.

Owen knew he needed to keep busy somehow if he didn’t want to lose his mind. He had tried to get some paperwork done, but he couldn’t concentrate, so he resolved to do chores around the compound.

The gardener had been sick for a few days now, so the pool actually needed some cleaning. The gatekeeper, Julius rushed at him to stop him from what he was doing. But Owen assured the man that he was trying to do some exercise and he had walked away hesitantly.

He was halfway through with the cleaning when Abel, his work buddy, arrived.

“Hey,”

Owen heard his friend Abel called out.

He stopped what he was doing and dropped the equipment in his hand.

He turned around, “hey.”

“Mr. Julius said I will find you here.” Abel walked to meet his friend halfway.

They exchanged greetings and sat side by side on two of the Adirondack chairs lined up beside the pool.

“How far?” Abel asked. “Did you go to see her today?”

“Yes, I did.” He lowered his head and said into his hands. “Can you imagine she didn’t even allow me into her apartment?” He breathed in and out through his palms.

“Hmmm, Mr. lover man,” Abel gently punched his friend on the arm. “Maybe you should just let her be for a while. You are still around. There’s still time to deal with this.”

“You think it’s that easy?”

“I know,” he smiled. “I quite understand what you are going through, but you can’t force her to talk to you.”

“I just wish she would allow me to explain things to her,” he said.

“Take it easy, men,” Abel urged him again. “Give her time, she will come around.”.

“Do I have any other choice now?” Grant rested his elbows on his knees, with his hands under his chins. “I will give her time.”

“I’m going to my mom’s for Sunday dinner,” Abel said. “Why don’t you freshen up and come with me?”

“I think I am going to take you up on that.” Grant stood up. “Give me some time to freshen up.”

“Take all the time you want,” Abel said as they both walked up to the house.