Nathan The Billionaire: The Complete Series (A Navy SEAL Bad Boy Alpha Billionaire Romance)

by Claire Adams

  I felt ashamed that my apartment was so dismal, but I guess that was exactly why I was on that website looking for a man. It was better to be honest with Chase than to lie to him, so I turned the camera around and let him see what my place looked like.

  “Well, here it is. Over there is the kitchen. We are in the living room and bedroom.”

  “It’s very quaint.”

  I had to laugh. He was definitely an educated man if he could use words like that to describe my horrible apartment. He was also kind; a lesser man could have laughed or made fun of my apartment, but Chase seemed very genuine in his response.

  “Thanks. What else would you like to know?”

  “Why is your English so good? I thought you spoke German in Liechtenstein.” Chase seemed unsure of if he was right or not.

  “My school taught English since I was very young. I really like all languages.”

  “I can’t even tell you how happy I am right now, Jordan. You are beautiful, and we can communicate. Now, if only I could get you to come here and be closer to me,” Chase said as he winked at me.

  My heart started to beat almost out of my chest. It was happening so quickly. He was exactly who I wanted to meet, but I needed more time. I wasn’t prepared to give up my entire life and go to America to meet a man I had never met.

  We spent hours talking over Skype, and I felt like we got to know each other really well. We talked about work and friends. We talked about what America was like and what Liechtenstein was like. I did avoid the topic of my mother and Ana as much as possible, but it was a really great conversation.

  Then, it started – the anxiety and worry that he might not be the person he was portraying. Maybe he had a big office, but he could be anyone. He could be a very handsome guy who seduces women to come to the United States so they can be held and sold. As much as I lusted after him, I knew I had to be more careful about him. I knew the best thing to do would be to get to know him a little more and see what I felt.

  “I’m glad I wasn’t too hideous for you,” I teased.

  “Me, too. I mean, I’m glad I’m not too hideous for you.”

  We laughed and I had a gut feeling he was a good guy. I really couldn’t explain why I thought so, surely there were all the signs that he could be a smuggler or something else. But I had done pretty well in life by following my gut, and when I talked with Chase, he seemed very genuine. The only thing that really bugged me was why was he looking on an international website for a date? There was no way he needed to. All the American women were surely all over him. Handsome, rich, and funny – he seemed like the perfect package.

  There had to be something wrong with him. What was it that made him unappealing to the women and had forced him to come on the website to look for someone? I couldn’t even imagine what it was. There was nothing visibly wrong with him.

  “What’s wrong with you?” I blurted out before I could stop myself.

  Chase laughed at first, but he understood what I was asking.

  “You mean why can’t I find a woman here?”

  “Yes, you’re very handsome. I’m sure the girls love you.”

  “I’ll be honest with you, because I think you deserve it. I need to get married so my father can feel like I’m responsible. I’ve been partying and being very wild for a few years.”

  “Oh,” I said as a wave of sadness washed over me.

  The idea that he just wanted to get married to impress his father did not sit well with me. I wasn’t sure why it bothered me so much. If he had asked to marry me just for fun, I probably would have thought about it. But to marry in order to trick his father seemed like a bad idea to me.

  “So, you want to trick your father and marry a woman you don’t love?”

  His face went blank, and I saw a lot of sadness in it. Something about what I said had touched a nerve or made him feel really bad, and I was instantly sorry.

  “I’d like to find love. It just doesn’t want to find me. In an ideal world, I would find love and a woman who I could settle down with.”

  Again, we both sat in silence and looked at each other. His answer seemed so genuine, and so did he. I felt for him. I knew what it was like to want to impress my own mother. Not by marrying someone, but that’s why I went to nursing school, to impress her.

  “I can’t promise I’ll marry you,” I said seriously. “I don’t want you to think I’m going to be willing to marry you just because I come over there to meet you.”

  Chase’s expression perked up right away.

  “So, you’ll consider coming over here?”

  I really had not planned to go over to America to meet the first man I talked to online. And I wasn’t really agreeing to travel yet, but I did like the idea of meeting Chase. He was handsome, rich, and funny – there wasn’t much more I could ask for in a potential husband.

  “I’ve got to be crazy…but, yes, I’d consider it,” I said as I covered my eyes with one hand.

  I really couldn’t believe I was considering traveling halfway across the world to meet a man I had only talked with in Skype for a few hours. Obviously, we were going to have to talk much more before I would be willing to travel.

  “I’m sure you’ll want to talk it over with your family and friends first. I’d be happy to talk to them on Skype, too. I can send you anything you need, so you know I’m not some maniac.”

  “We should talk some more, and I’ll think about it.”

  We continued to talk throughout the day, until the dark of night had engulfed me. I was searching for a reason to say no to him. I had my ears perked up just waiting for something to sound wrong, any reason, but nothing seemed to come. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, and I enjoyed talking to Chase as if we were old friends.

  I had to laugh at the thought of him being a maniac. I knew that I should have him send me something to prove he was who he said he was. That was exactly what Ana and my mother would want if they were around. But they were both gone, so I had to make the decision myself.

  “Let me see your driver’s license,” I said.

  Chase didn’t hesitate and held his license right up to the camera so I could look at it. I took a quick screen capture of it to save to my phone, just in case I needed it later.

  Maybe it was the idea of loneliness or maybe there was a real attraction between Chase and me. There was no way to know unless I went to the States to see him. I felt a chemistry between us like I hadn’t felt with anyone else ever, and we were still an ocean apart.

  “Okay, buy me a ticket and I’ll come see you,” I said suddenly.

  “What? Seriously? You’re amazing. You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to. I’ll buy a round-trip ticket for you so you can go back any time you’d like. Does that sound alright to you?”

  “Of course,” I couldn’t believe that I had just agreed to go meet this man that I didn’t know.

  “So, how quickly can you come?”

  “I’m open to coming whenever.”

  “Don’t your family and friends want to talk to me?” Chase asked.

  “I don’t have any. I can come any time.”

  Chase’s happy expression turned sad, and I knew it was going to be very difficult to say why I was totally alone. We both just stayed quiet for a minute, and I tried to keep a smile to lighten the mood a little.

  “How about in two days? I’ll get a ticket for you in the morning on Thursday. Message me your full name and date of birth, so I can get it booked. I’m sorry you don’t have anyone, Jordan.”

  His words hit me in just the wrong way, and I suddenly burst into tears.

  “It’s okay,” I said as my tears flowed down my face.

  “Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

  I saw the genuine sadness in his eyes, and I thought he had to be who he said he was. I couldn’t explain it, but I just didn’t feel like a scam artist type of guy would have been sad for me when I said I didn’t have anyone. A scam artist couldn’t show t
hat much emotion or, at least, so I thought.

  “Well, I have a mother and a best friend. But they are both gone. They have moved on without me. I’m left alone here now.”

  “Okay. So, come here with me. We can get to know each other more, and I can take you on a date,” he said with a smile.

  I felt such electricity between us, and I really did want to meet him. I hoped that there would be the same kind of electricity between us in real life. I had never met a man that I felt that attracted to in real life. Most of the men I met kind of repulsed me. My chemistry and the guy’s chemistry just never seemed to be right, not that I had a ton of experiences dating.

  I knew it was because I wasn’t around any good guys. But I really didn’t think there were any good guys at all in my entire country. I was convinced all the cute, good-looking guys had left Liechtenstein and went to other countries.

  “Okay,” I said as I shook my head yes. “Okay, I’ll come.”

  “Really?”

  “Yes.”

  I started to jump up and down with excitement. It was totally out of my character to do something like that. In fact, if my mother or Ana had done the same thing, I would have lectured them for hours. But I needed to change my life, and I felt sure that there was a connection with Chase.

  Life is about taking bold steps, and I took the leap and said yes to go to visit Chase. It felt invigorating to do something so out of character for me. I hadn’t felt that alive in a very long time. I wasn’t one to use drugs, but I suspected the feeling I had at that time was exactly like the high people got when they did drugs.

  “Okay, send me your information and I’ll get the ticket booked through my company.”

  “Okay.”

  “It was really nice meeting you, Jordan. I can’t wait to meet you in person.”

  “You, too, Chase.”

  “Okay, I’m going to get back to work. Message me later and we can chat some more. I’d love to talk to you more about your nursing and stuff.”

  “Yes, I will. Talk to you later, Chase.”

  “Later, Jordan.”

  When we hung up, my whole body surged with energy, and I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I was crazy excited, and I needed to run and jump as much as I could. Nothing like that had ever happened to me before. I felt like I was in the middle of a fairytale, and I had just met my prince charming.

  Of course, I was leery that it could all not be real at all. But I just felt like Chase was who he said he was. If I ended up being wrong, that would totally be my fault and I knew it. I was tired of taking the hard road and tired of always doing the right thing. For once in my life, I wanted to take the easy road. I wanted to meet a man that would care for me.

  My heart wanted to go meet Chase, so that’s exactly what I was going to do. I was following my heart for once, instead of my brain. Speaking of my heart, it fluttered back and forth as if I had just finished running a marathon.

  I looked around my apartment and started to grab all the things I knew I would have to take with me to America. If all went well, I would never have to return home again. Or maybe, just return home to visit my mother if she decided to live there.

  I wrote up a “For Sale” sign and brought it downstairs to our mailbox area right away. On it, I listed all my big furniture items and very reasonable prices for them. I also dropped a note off for my landlord to say I would be leaving in two days and he could rent out the apartment.

  The excitement of the moment was so great. I ran and skipped around for at least an hour as I did all these things. Then, as the adrenaline started to dissipate, I finally lay down in my bed and thought about Chase and everything going on. It was crazy to think I had just agreed to travel across the world to meet a man I didn’t know.

  I was ready for a little crazy in my life though. I was ready for an adventure.

  Chapter 7

  Chase

  Sometimes, when I talk to a potential client, I just know they are a great person and someone I want to do business with. We might not be able to come to an agreement right away, but I can tell a good person when I see one. When I talked to Jordan, I knew she was a person I’d like to have around.

  It’s not as if I can describe exactly what it is that makes me have that feeling about someone. It’s not what they look like; I’ve worked with bald old men and young hipsters. I wouldn’t say I believe in auras or mystical pathways or anything like that. But there is a chemistry between people that either works or it doesn’t. You can’t just pretend to have it. Jordan and I had it. Words were not even necessary because I could see the connection in her eyes.

  Of course, the physical connection is important when men and women are involved. And wow, did I feel that between the two of us. Just looking at her, I felt my whole body react with a desire to have her. It was awesome and a little scary all at the same time. I had actually muttered the word marriage to this girl.

  What was I thinking?

  I didn’t know her at all. I didn’t know anything about her, really – except she was a lonely woman from a tiny country that I didn’t really know much about. She certainly didn’t look like any lonely woman I had ever seen before. She looked like the kind of girl I would go up to in a second if she was in one of the clubs I frequented. On the other hand, Jordan didn’t look like the type of girl that frequented clubs, at all.

  Did knowing a lot about a woman ever really help me? Most of the women I actually dated would go on and on about their lives, and I certainly didn’t feel the same connection as I did with Jordan. Not that I went on very many real dates, though.

  When Jordan and I had agreed to Skype, there was no thought in my mind that I would offer to fly her over to the United States. I simply wanted to see if she was real. But having her in front of me threw me off. Something came over me and I just blurted it out.

  She was beautiful and I couldn’t stop looking into her eyes. The way they looked back at me made me think she could actually see right through any bullshit I might try to throw at her. It was probably the first conversation with a woman that I had been totally honest in everything I said.

  I didn’t normally lie to women or anything like that. But, I often flirted and said things that I didn’t actually believe were true. Things like, “Oh, you are the prettiest girl in here.” I knew women liked to hear that stuff, and if I had to say it in order to get together with a woman, that was perfectly fine with me.

  Jordan didn’t require me to say anything I didn’t feel one hundred percent to be the truth. Everything about her said that she was an honest and caring woman, and I wanted to get to know her more. It didn’t hurt that she was very easy on the eyes.

  I had no intention of telling her that I might want to get married to show my father that I was responsible. But it just came out of my mouth. Honesty really hadn’t been one of my best qualities, but in the brief conversation I had with Jordan, it felt necessary. My conversation with her felt very real, and I liked that feeling. I felt more like myself than I did the entire month I had dated my last girlfriend. That really said a lot about how comfortable Jordan and I were together in just a short time.

  If things didn’t work out with her, we could just do a couple of dates, and she could use her return ticket and go back home. No harm done. But maybe things would work out. She didn’t seem like the type to have casual sex, but if that was her thing and she didn’t want anything more, I could certainly accommodate her for that, as well. My life was nothing if not flexible. But I did need to start working more consistently. There was no way I could pay Jose Escabar back if I didn’t get my father to give me the company.

  Flying Jordan out to see me would be useless if Escabar sent his goons after me. I couldn’t exactly take her on a date if I was missing my fingernails. I desperately hoped Escabar would be able to wait until I settled things with my father. I simply had to continue to make my payments to Escabar each month and then pay him off when I took over the company. It was going to cost
me twice as much as I owed him now, but if I just made my monthly payments, everything would be fine.

  The idea to go to my brothers for money was certainly on my mind. All four of them were living good lives and I knew that if push came to shove, they would hand over their very last dime to me. But once I went to them, I was pretty much going to have to admit to my entire family how much I owed Escabar. There was no way I was going to do that, if I could avoid it. Obviously, if it came down to Escabar breaking my legs, then I would have to reach out to them.

  My family still brought up a five-dollar bet I made to eat a hot tamale and how quickly I lost my money. If they knew I owed over $200,000 to Escabar, I wouldn’t live it down. And, I definitely wouldn’t get control of my father’s company. Owing that much money to a shark like Escabar was a bad decision; I knew it after the fact, and I had learned my lesson. But no one in my family would understand that. They would all think that I was just really bad at making decisions.

  As I thought about Escabar, I realized it was almost time to meet up with his goons. I had to make a payment for the month or they were going to get pretty rowdy with me. Hopefully, Escabar hadn’t lost his patience and would be willing to let me make another interest only payment.

  It did involve me pawning a few things that I owned and I sold off some paintings from my house. I could feel the financial crunch, and I needed to get things figured out as soon as possible.

  I grabbed my things and headed out of my office at the unusual hour of five o’clock. It felt good to have put in a full day of work. Although, I had spent several hours of my day talking to Jordan, it was still a longer workday than usual. My mind was made up and I was committed to learning what I needed to know to take over my father’s company. If he saw me at work every day and I could contribute some new and fresh ideas, hopefully he would reconsider how he felt about me taking over the company. I also knew I needed to get my life more stable, though. And hopefully, meeting Jordan would help me in that area.

  ***

  Driving up to Jose Escabar’s house always made me nervous. Sometimes he wanted to see me in person, but most of the time, I just sat in the front room and talked to his goons. I wasn’t equipped to deal with men like him.