Page 1 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

TORMENTED BILLIONAIRE'S FRIEND

CHAPTER1

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Levon

I shuffledoff the plane after a line of people, following the penguin-like motions of the other passengers. As I pulled my bag behind me, I listened to the cacophony of the airport: cell phones rang in every direction, conversations breezed past me, and announcements echoed in the crowded space. Once I was past the collection of people at the gate, I made my way toward the main area of the airport.

I wandered along the walkway leading me through pockets of people. I could smell the delightful food being cooked in every direction and became absorbed by the fact that my stomach hadn't had a good meal in a minute. The scent of freshly-cooked pizza caught my attention the most.

“Levon!”

I perked up to find my sister, Jen, waving excitedly across the food court. I picked up my speed and dropped my rolling bag's handle in favor of opening my arms. She fell into me immediately. “I can't believe you're back!”

I laughed. “Why's that so hard to believe?”

“Well, youarealways traveling.”

“You're not wrong.”

I embraced her, inhaling the familiar scent of her vanilla shampoo. She sighed as she circled her arms around me and buried her face into my chest.

“Just like when you were a kid,” I commented. “You always do that hug.”

“It's because I've missed you!”

“I know, kiddo. How's everything going?”

She pulled back and smiled, looping her arm with mine. “Everything is going well. We're really gearing up for my wedding.”

“When is it again?”

“In about three weeks.”

I whistled. “I still can't believe my baby sister is getting married.”

“Hey, I'm not a baby anymore.”

I chuckled as I grabbed the arm of my rolling bag. “Clearly.”

“I'm looking forward to spending time with you—realtime. You're always on the go and it's hard to catch you in between countries.”

“I have been busy lately. But I swear I'm here for a while. Checotah is no Paris, but it'll do for now.”

She giggled and punched my arm playfully. “You always did have expensive taste.”

“Hey, it's not every day you get to enjoy a croissant with a glass of wine next to the Eiffel Tower. There's no better view. Once you have it, you don't want anything else.”

“You're such a joker.”

I chuckled. “Didn't fall for it this time, did you?”

“I never do.”

“Let me know if you need any help with the wedding. I'm happy to be of service. It's been a while since I've been in one.”

“Well, the good news is that the traditional wedding hasn't changed much since you left.”

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