Rejected By The Billionaire

The wine tasting party made the little garden of white roses and purple heads glitter. Laughter from guests and the clanking of forks and knives against wine glasses floated through the sweet smelling garden.

Jayden Throws stood in the middle, his eyes on an attractive and curvy blonde. His blue eyes glowered at the sight of the pretty woman; unlike the other women that had been flirting with him, she'd seemed not to notice him. Immediately, that had sparked a fire of excitement in his blood. Women.

He loved the attention they offered him, who wouldn't? At 32, he was one of the youngest billionaires in the country and he wasn't stopping anytime soon.

"Don't tell me you're planning for your next victim," a deep baritone cut through the terrain of his thoughts.

When Jayden looked up, he smiled at his best friend and business partner.

Jayden chuckled softly, "Distractions that's all they are as you rightly said." Jayden's excitement doubled at the thought of having this woman in his bed. Yes he was engaged to the most beautiful model, Anna Belizio; he loved her, but he had no problem playing around.

Working as the CEO of Hotel Harmony had eaten into his time, he hadn't had an adventure for a very long time. Right now, he was in the mood for one.

"Hey, your P.A just informed me that she has set up a meeting for the interview. She found a worthy applicant for her soon to be vacant post." Damon discussed what he'd discussed with Jayden's personal assistant, who was heavily pregnant and planning a long maternity leave.

"Let Leah do whatever needs to be done. I have needs..." He trailed off. Just then, one of the waiters serving wine walked towards him with a seductive smile.

"Thank you." He winked at her, before dropping his now empty glass into her tray.

"Wish me luck." April Lancaster pouted her lips, and looked into the dressing mirror. She shared this room with her younger sister, Gael.

The redhead tossed curls of her auburn hair backwards and continued to watch her reflection.

"I feel so nervous Gael..." April turned around to face Gael, who had now sat up on the bed.

Gael rolled off the bed and moved towards April.

"You look good. And remember that you're the amazing April Lancaster," her slender fingers straightened the tiny wrinkles on her sister's shirt.

April's pale features brightened at her sister's words. It wasn't easy to work different jobs after dropping out of college, just because she couldn't afford it. Their father's continuous maliciousness had pushed April to scout for better jobs. The plan was to move herself and Gael to the new apartment she'd plan to rent once she'd save enough money.

Luckily, she'd stumbled on the prestigious Hotel Harmony's site, advertising a vacancy for the position of secretary and personal assistant.

"I hope I get the job," April took in a deep breath, moved towards the edge of the bed where her bag was.

"Yes you will," Gael marched towards her and warmed her body with a tight hug.

April closed her eyes, "Thanks darling. I gotta run now!"

"God help me today," April's lips shivered. She felt her legs weakening as she stared at the huge glass building. She'd always seen such skyscrapers on television, now she was standing before one. Her tiny blue eyes dilated as she took in the magnificence of Hotel Harmony.

This looked like a place she could live in, the kind of place she'd always hoped to work, but the circumstances of life had pushed her backwards a bit.

"You can do this April..." Her lips moved as she began to walk.

Weeks back, she'd seen an advertisement popping up on her feed. The prestigious hotel was in search of a secretary. She had quickly applied. The thought of spending one more day with her abusive dad and his wife drove her crazy. It was worse for Gael, who had to endure such toxicity just to be sponsored through school.

This job if she eventually got it would mean so much for her.

She marched into the enormous reception hall.

"Hi...good morning, please I'm here for the interview for the position of Secretary." She stopped by the reception.

A slender dark haired woman looked away from the laptop and stared at the tiny redhead whose blue eyes reminded her of the cloud.

"7TH floor, room by your left." She replied coldly.

"Okay. Thanks!" April smiled, but the woman didn't return it.

Nervously she walked on the sparkling floors, her heels clicking noisily against the floor.

"Good morning," she whispered as she found herself on the seventh floor, heading towards the room at the left as was described.

Again, she was the only one in the room. So she marched towards a spot she felt would favor her.

She was about to settle in when a strong wave of masculine perfume that smelt of red roses doused in brandy hit her nostrils. Whoever wore such a domineering scent had to be strong, powerful, all-knowing.

April inhaled deeply and turned around to catch the wearer of the perfume. When her blue eyes found the man, her whole world stopped. He was the man that she had always loved.

Jayden Throws had been her school girl crush. She'd liked him, loved everything about him. But when she realized he could never be with a girl like her, she'd loved him from afar and never stopped.

Jayden took a careful study of the shabby-looking redhead, there was something oddly familiar about her. He thought that her large and round eyes whose color flashed the sea were even more alluring than his. At once, a spark of electricity jolted through his dense body, only then did the memories come by. April! He recalled April Lancaster! She had a crush on him, and sometimes sent him letters.

By the way her eyes danced, and the happy content smile that rested on her face, it was clear that her adulation of him remained. Jayden's interest spiked, perhaps she could be his new 'distraction.' Since the blonde from the wine-tasting had snubbed him, April would suffice.

"Jayden...it's been so long." April flashed a smile.

"April?" His eyes carefully traced the features on her face. His nostrils immediately caught her cheap perfume. Rosewater. Her worn out clothes were evidence that she wasn't doing particularly well.

"Are you for the interview?" April inquired.

Jayden chuckled, amused by her answer. Maybe she was joking, or she had no idea of his achievements.