The Billionaire's Designer Bride

By: Alexis Gold

Chapter One

The elevator rose swiftly up past several floors and came to a stop at the top floor of the skyscraper, where the doors slid open and a man stepped out into a lavish penthouse. He strode across the marble floor and came to a closed door. He knocked on the door and waited.

“Come in,” a deep voice called. The man went in and stopped at a desk near a window that gave a sweeping view of Manhattan. Behind the desk was a large luxurious chair, and in the chair was billionaire Chance Bennett. Chance wore tailored suits and diamond cufflinks, his sandy brown hair was styled and combed to perfection, his sky blue eyes were lined with thick dark lashes and his dimpled, charming smile revealed perfect white teeth. He looked up and waved at the man standing before the desk.

“Rick! Good morning. Have a seat.” He indicated one of the chairs in front of the desk. Rick sat down.

“Good morning, Sir. How was the wedding?”

“It was beautiful. That’s what I wanted to talk with you about, Rick. David and I were the toast of the town not so long ago. Well, the toast of many towns, to be honest…” Chance chuckled to himself and ran his finger over his chin thoughtfully, “We were known for our lavish parties, our excellent business, and our hot women. Then he found Ellen and they fell in love and got married. The wedding really was something else. I got a few dates out of it, myself. The best man gets all the perks, it’s true, but watching them tie the knot this last weekend got me thinking.”

He stood up and walked to the window, looking down on the city below him. “What am I going to do, now that my best friend is married? I can’t be a third wheel… and I can’t really have a different woman on my arm whenever I’m spending time with David and Ellen.” He walked around to the front of his desk and sat in the chair beside Rick.

“I came up with a plan. Rick, tell me something. What would it take to do a search over the Internet for the perfect woman for me? If David could find one, I certainly could. I just don’t have a lot of time. Luckily,” he said, standing up and clapping Rick on the shoulder before walking around to the back of his desk, “I have a lot of resources. Let’s put those resources together. I want to give you an order for the design of a perfect woman for me.

“Then, when we find her, I’ll set up a situation in which we seemingly meet by chance, so she doesn’t know that I was already looking for her and picked her out. I don’t want to come across as a stalker. I’ll meet her, she’ll fall in love with me, and I’ll be all set. The perfect woman for the perfect man; and then, when David and Ellen spend time with us, we’ll be doing everything as two couples. I’ve played the field for a long, long time, Rick. It’s about time for me to settle down and find a long term lady. What can you do for me? How do we find her?” He looked at Rick and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk.

Rick blinked and reached for his tablet to make notes and send messages to his assistants as he talked to Chance. “Well, Sir, I think we can make that happen. We’ll make a list of all the qualities you’re looking for, then run an algorithm through the Internet; dating websites, social media sites, various other sources that we have access to, and we’ll narrow your search results down to a select few and then you’ll have some choices of women to review before you set up your meeting scenario. Would that work for you, Sir?”

“That sounds good. Let’s make the qualification list now, and then you can get right to work on it. I want to find her soon.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m ready when you are,” Rick said, hand poised over his tablet.

Chance leaned back in his chair and looked out the wall of windows beside his desk, at the city below him.

“I want a woman who is smart, self-motivated, and who has good morals. I want a woman who is strong and determined, a woman who knows what she wants and goes after it. She should be emotionally balanced; able to be compassionate and sympathetic as well as uncompromising when it comes to her values.

“She must have a good sense of humor and be passionate and happy with her life. I want her to be cultured; to have an appreciation of fine arts, good literature, and good music. She should appreciate exquisite food and fine wines, have a love of learning and be diverse in her interests.” He stood up and started pacing before the window, with his hands behind his back.

“I want her to be admirable, to be active in her community, to have strong leadership qualities, but she should not be domineering and controlling. People should want to follow her… I should want to follow her. She should be a beacon of inspiration and kindness, with a loving heart and a sharp, creative, intuitive mind. That’s my girl.

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