The Chased Billionaire Heiress

Mr. Drake was on his way out of the Morgan mansion as he walked with a confident stride, the luxurious vehicles that had brought him here waiting just beyond the grand entrance. As he reached the door, he suddenly paused, a figure catching his eye from the corner of the hallway.

" Mmm, I wish this was Ariana dressed like this." He cursed in his mind. 

Emerging from a side room was Sarah, Victoria's older daughter, who had just woken up. She was dressed in a seamless lingerie set that clung to her curves, accentuating her every move. The morning light filtered through the thin fabric, revealing more than it concealed, and Mr. Drake felt a rush of unexpected desire flush over his body. Sarah's nipples were clearly exposed as they were inviting, as the beauty was as undeniable as it was distracting.

Mr. Drake's breath hitched slightly, his well composed demeanor momentarily faltering. Sarah's sultry presence commanded his attention, and for a moment, he was lost in her allure. Her raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing a face that was both innocent and temptingly provocative.

" Good morning, Mr. Dr...or should I say Mr bachelor." Sarah purred, her voice carrying a playful lilt. She moved closer, her eyes locking onto his with a knowing glint.

Mr. Drake swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure. " Good morning, Sarah," he replied, his voice a bit strained. " I was just on my way out, I spoke with your mom and sister and I have to attend to something." Mr Drake stated

Sarah closed the distance between them with graceful, feline steps. " Oooh So soon? We hardly got a chance to talk to ourselves," she said, her hand reaching out to rest on his muscular chest. The warmth of her touch sent a jolt through him, and he felt his resolve weakening.

Mr. Drake fought to regain control of his thoughts. " I have some urgent matters to attend to," he explained, though his voice lacked its usual confidence. " Perhaps we can catch up another time, maybe." Mr Drake stated.

Sarah's smile was devilish, her eyes twinkling with mischief. " Oh, but Mr. Drake, you seem abit intensed." she whispered, her fingers trailing lightly over his chest. " Wouldn't you like to stay for a while? I'm sure we can find something... enjoyable to do." Sarah stated as she bitted her lower lips. 

The temptation was almost unbearable. Mr. Drake felt his heart race as Sarah leaned in, her body pressing against his. The scent of her perfume filled his senses, and he was acutely aware of every inch of her softness.

He forced himself to step back, creating a small distance between them. " I really must go, Sarah," he said, his voice firmer this time. " But thank you for the offer. I'm sure we will meet again."

Sarah pouted slightly but let him go, her eyes following him with a knowing, almost predatory gaze. " I will hold you to that, Mr. Drake," she said, her voice laced with a seductive promise.

As Mr. Drake walked out of the living room, he could feel Sarah's eyes on his back. The encounter left him unsettled, his mind now a chaotic mix of desire. He needed to focus on finding Ariana, but Sarah's tantalizing presence lingered in his thoughts, a dangerous distraction.

Outside, the fresh morning air helped clear his head. Mr. Drake took a deep breath, reminding himself of his priorities. Ariana needed him, and he couldn't afford to let anything or anyone stand in his way.

Inside the mansion, Sarah watched Mr. Drake leaves, a sly smile playing on his lips. She knew the effect she had on him, and it amused her. The power of her beauty and charm was something she wielded effortlessly, and she enjoyed watching men struggle to maintain their composure around her.

Victoria, her mother and Viola entered the living room moments later, curious about the commotion they had heard. They found Sarah standing by the door, her expression one of satisfied amusement.

" What was that all about? " Victoria asked, eyeing her sister's provocative attire with a mix of disapproval and concern.

Sarah turned to them, her smile widening. " Oh, just having a little fun with Mr. Drake. He's quite the gentleman, isn't he? "

Victoria sighed, shaking her head. "Sarah, this isn't the time for games. Mr. Drake is here to court your sister. 

Sarah rolled her eyes, brushing off her sister's reprimand. 

 " Relax ,both of you. I was just being friendly. Besides, I think Mr. Drake enjoyed our little chat." 

Viola giggled, finding the whole situation amusing.

"You do have a way with people, Sarah. But maybe you should change into something a bit more... appropriate?"

Sarah laughed, giving her sister a playful wink. "Alright, alright. I'll go get dressed. But I can't promise I'll stop being charming."

As Sarah headed back to her room, Victoria helped but worried. Her daughter's flirtatious nature had always been a source of tension, and now, with so much at stake, she hoped it wouldn't complicate things further.

Meanwhile, Mr. Drake was already strategizing his next move. He needed to gather his resources and be. 

He called his assistant, James, as soon as he got into the car. "James, I need you to assemble the team. We're going to start the search for Ariana Morgan immediately."

" Understood, sir," James replied. "I'll have everything ready within the hour."

As Mr. Drake's convoy pulled away from the Morgan mansion, he felt a renewed sense of purpose. The morning's events had been unexpected, but they had also strengthened his resolve. He would find Ariana, no matter what it took. And once he did, he would do everything in his power to help her find the happiness she deserved.

Back at the mansion, Victoria sat down with Viola, her mind heavy with worry. " Do you think Mr. Will Drake find her? " She asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

' Knock, knock' 

Victoria and Viola sat in the living room, their

conversation. The sudden sound of the doorbell startled them both. Viola jumped up, her eyes wide with anticipation.

" Who could that be? Could that shameless daughter have come back? " Victoria wondered aloud, her voice tinged with apprehension.

Viola hurried to the door and peeked through the side window. " Its Dad! " she exclaimed, opening the door with a mixture of excitement and dread.

Mr. Morgan stepped into the house, his travel-weary eyes lighting up at the sight of his wife and daughter. His gaze quickly shifted to the opulent gifts lined up in the hallway, a puzzled expression crossing his face.

" Victoria, honey what's all this? " he asked, gesturing to the lavish presents.

Victoria's mind raced, searching for an explanation that wouldn't betray the real reason for Mr. Drake's visit. Panic bubbled just beneath the surface, but she forced herself to remain calm. 

" Oh, those? " she said with a forced smile.

" They are from Mr. Drake. He's here to court Sarah."

Mr. Morgan raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued but not entirely convinced. 

" You mean Mr. Drake, the bachelor? Why would he be interested in Sarah? " He inquired, confused. 

Victoria took a deep breath, praying her lie would hold. " He has seen her around, I guess. Found her captivating. You know how these things go."

Viola, sensing the tension in the room, chimed in to support her mother's story. " Yeah, Dad. Mr. Drake is really taken with Sarah, my big sister. He even came by earlier today to drop off these gifts and introduce himself properly."

Mr. Morgan frowned slightly, still unsure. 

" And where is Sarah now? "

" She is in her room," Victoria replied quickly. 

 " She was a bit overwhelmed by everything and needed some time to herself," Victoria stated.

Mr. Morgan nodded, though he still seemed skeptical. He set his suitcase down and sighed, running a hand through his hair.

 " Well, I suppose we should be happy for her then. It's not every day a man like Mr. Drake takes an interest," he stated in a profound voice. 

Victoria and Viola exchanged a relieved glance, hoping their deception would hold. Mr. Morgan walked further into the house, taking in the extravagant gifts with a bemused expression.

" You know, I always thought Ariana would be the one to attract such attention," he mused, his tone bittersweet.

 " It's a shame she's not here to see this." he stated. 

Victoria's heart clenched at the mention of Ariana. She quickly changed the subject. " Why don't you sit down and rest, dear? You must be exhausted from your trip," Victoria stated. 

Mr. Morgan nodded, letting the matter of the gifts drop for the moment. He sank into an armchair, looking around the familiar room with a tired smile. 

" It's good to be home. That trip was long, " he said softly.

Victoria moved to his side, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. " We have missed you and why didn't you call if we could come to pick you up?" She asked.

" There was no need for that, I just wanted to surprise you." He stated before the two were interrupted by Sarah.

Viola nodded, her eyes filled with hope. "I think he will, Mom. He seemed really determined. And maybe, with his help, Ariana would finally come back home and would be shamelessly interrupted, Ariana Viola stated before they were interrupted by a knock on the front door.