Free CHOSEN BY THE BILLIONAIRE (bwwm interracial billionaire romance) by Troya Black Page A

both love each other, but what made you say yes when he asked you to marry him?”

    She looked down at the sparkly diamond on her finger. “You just know! I know that sounds cliche but it’s true, there was so much chemistry between us in the beginning, so much passion, when we touched for the first time it was electric” she gushed “And you know…three years later it’s still there, I still get goosebumps when he kisses me, that’s how I know, I feel it girl!”

    I was silent for a second - I was truly happy for her to have found the love of her life but at the same time I couldn’t help feeling a little sad. I had never experienced the feeling she was taking about, I loved Damien - my ex - but it was never “electric”, I never got goosebumps when he kissed me. I longed so much to have what Tahlia and Cory had - true love and true happiness. I didn’t know if everyone got that though.  

    “That’s really sweet Tahlia” I said. I poured us a margarita each - time to get that false sense of confidence only achieved by alcohol I thought, we clinked glasses and each took a long sip of our drinks. Tahlia put on some music and we playfully danced around each other.  

    “Here’s to a great night!” Tahlia said holding her glass up to mine as I clinked it against hers “let’s ring in this new year!!!”

    —

    We heard Corys car pull up outside, so his excessive honking was unnecessary. Tahlia and I had finished a few strong margaritas at this point and were a little tipsy. We went out to meet Cory giggling like school girls. He hopped out of the car and picked Tahlia up spinning her around. She squealed before he placed her down and planted a big kiss on her.  

    “You look amazing babe” he said holding her close to him “had a bit to drink I see” Tahlia giggled at his knowingness.  

    “Just a little sweetie” she said “Tell Aleysha she looks hot!”

    Cory glanced at me and smiled “Well Aleysha, you do scrub up nice! you look fantastic!”. He was the perfect gentleman, I couldn’t be happier that my best friends future husband was such a great guy that I genuinely adored.  

    We jumped in his car and took off to the party.  

    —

    We were all in awe as we pulled up to the party. The place was breathtaking but for it’s size rather than it’s beauty. It was all wood and steel and stark - I’m sure some famous architect was responsible for it.  

    We entered the enormous lobby where we were escorted to the main event and greeted by Stefanie Morgan, a hot publicist, socialite and also a good friend of Tahlia and Cory’s.

    “Tahlial! Darling! don’t you look gorgeous!” Stefanie gushed at Tahlia in her snooty upper class accent.  

    I straight away was uncomfortable. Of course this party would be full of people like Stefanie. It wasn’t like they were bad people but they just weren’t my kind of people. I didn’t come from money and I didn’t care about money the way these people were obsessed by it.  

    “I need a drink!” I turned to Cory smiling.  

    He laughed “Of course you do, let’s go scout the bar”.
    We wandered around the party. It was lavish indeed, waiters walked around holding up trays of canapés, others trays of champagne. I grabbed a flute and sipped as I walked with my arm linked in Cory's scouting the place.  

    “Bar!” he said enthusiastically pointing as we entered a new room. It was less crowded in here, people were gathered around a grand piano where a man was playing in an upbeat fashion, he smiled at me as we walked across to the bar. We took a seat on the bar stools and Cory ordered us some sophisticated sounding cocktails.  

    I probably didn’t need another drink by this point but I drank it anyway. Cory was engaged in conversation with the man to his right, I was fine with it though because I couldn’t keep my eyes off the man playing piano. He was a talented player of course but it was more than just that, he had passion. It was