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-"Sorry, Angelic, I don't know what came over me" Elliot says as he stands up.

He has both hands clamped to his jaw. A small cut was made on his chin, but it shouldn't be serious.

-"I'm sorry" he says.

-"It's okay" I say.

Ethan holds me against his chest. I appreciate his protective act, even though I understand Elliot's fury, I can't trust his bipolarity.

As my face is against Ethan's chest, he has a silent exchange of glances with his brother.

-"I think I better go home" Elliot mutters, disoriented.

-"Taylor will take you. You don't look like you're in any condition to drive," Ethan says.

-"Yes... I'm not okay." Elliot agrees. He walks past us, heading for the exit, without even saying goodbye. His visit didn't bring him good things and now I understand the violent outburst. He wasn't himself, and neither was I.

-"Sit down, baby," Ethan murmurs. I sink back into the spot I was in before. My mind spins through a thousand possibilities about what Elliot will do after he leaves here, a
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  • MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME   66

    You fucking psychotic son of a bitch!I think about staying still so I don't give him what he wants. My obedience and submission. I turn my face when he's close enough to kiss me.I just chose the hard way.No, I can't allow Jack to touch me and do everything he plans without a fight. He's a maniac! I'd say I gave him what he asked for, at the very least! Not to mention the disgust I would feel for my own body when I remembered his hands on me and me... me allowing it.Fuck it! Let him hurt me, but he won't do it easily.-"This isn't going to end well, Jack. Let me go, please," I beg, in one last attempt. My face still tilted to the right. Blood dripping directly onto the floor. Our breaths are fast and heavy.He opens his mouth to mutter a response, but is stopped by the noise, now truly impossible to ignore. I wasn't hallucinating!Along with the noise, the door of the house is knocked to the ground. With the recent scare, Jack lets go of me and I fall, unable to stay standing on my

  • MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME   65

    -"The current location?" I dare ask. I'm not surprised he needed pressure to get the woman to talk.-"Yes, sir. Hyde and Mrs. Lincoln are in a Parksville car cemetery on I-5, twenty miles away from the Cruze that was used for the kidnapping." The last word sends a shiver through my body, sending my soul to hell for a few seconds.-"Does Welch know?"-"He and Barney are doing the course analysis, sir."-"contact Detective Clark before sending any men to the address. It could be a setup."-"Yes, sir. We'll be ready for that, too," Taylor states in a way that only he could do to give me confidence.-"Excellent"-"I'd like to do this my way, before I contact Clark. I know types like Hyde in a way he'd never understand." His tone doesn't disguise the hint of emotion, finally free to act on his own terms.-"Okay, Taylor. Call me when you're ready to act," I command. The feeling of control is back in me, and I'm the fucking master of this ship.-"I will, Mr. Donneli. Welch is doing the plann

  • MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME   64

    Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing gets better.(When I lay with you I could stay there, close my eyes Feel you here forever You and me together, nothing is better)**CHRISTIAN POVMy cell phone vibrates on the table in recognition of a call. I answer, knowing it's Welch with some information I don't yet have.-"Donneli" I say when I answer.-"Mr. Donneli, I've been in touch with the guys I know, well, in the counterfeiting business." He seems hesitant, perhaps because he's confessing to his boss that he has access to this type of person.I don't give a fucking shit.-"And…" I encourage.-"Did any of them recognize the car?" I continue asking.-"Yeah, a crooked mechanic from California. Los Angeles, to be specific. Denney Cooper recognized the plate, and admitted to having it made for some strange guy. Almost six feet tall, dark hair, military build, and an unmistakable tattoo. Something about a bow and arrow on his arm." I listen carefully and take in the man's f

  • MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME   63

    Upon entering his wife's office, to his sudden surprise, Ethan found it empty. Taylor accompanied him, to make sure that events were occurring correctly, as usual. The man became desperate, and the worst thoughts about Jack haunted his mind. His inability to say or do anything was obvious, because somewhere, his wife was with a maniac.-"Gather your men and search for her in every possible place in the city," he growled at Taylor, who immediately fished his BlackBerry out of his pocket to begin his mission. It was a matter of necessity for both of them. He walked away from his boss as he started a call, barking orders and commands, as he knew he should.At that moment, Ethan swore to himself that he would kill Jack if he caused harm to Angelic.'Doesn't the son of a bitch get tired of tormenting us?' He thought to himself, at the height of his anguish.Taylor, after his call, walked towards the furiously possessed man to inform him of the recent news.-"They're checking the building's

  • MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME   62

    - "Now, let's go to your office," she asks politely, as if I had any other alternative. I turn to the exit, and, just in case, she puts her gun back up. Maybe the possibility of another failure in the plan could screw up a lot of things. I walk out of the meeting room in calm steps, followed by Beatrice. The only sound made is our shoes hitting the floor. My heels make louder sounds, due to my apprehension, which becomes worse considering the emptiness on the third floor. Hanna is also not at her desk, and, before shit happened, I missed her in the meeting room. When I reach my office, I open the door so we can go in. The lights are purposely off. I turn on the light, pretending not to be scared by Beatrice's presence. She comes in behind me, and, seeing that there is no need to keep cocking her gun, she puts away the gun. - "Do you want money?" I ask. Mrs. Ethan Donnelly would be a gold mine for any lunatic son of a bitch! Why else would I have a woman with a gun in my office? -"i

  • MR. BILLIONAIRE, BEG ME   61

    Angelic POV●●SIP After finishing the call with Ethan, I throw my BlackBerry on the table, which, by the way, is full of papers. How could I go home when I have tons of manuscripts? I look at the Macbook, which is on, open to the electronic page of my daily agenda. Today, I have a meeting about finances, which is completely unavoidable! I open the first drawer of my desk and put my personal objectives, such as a bag, glasses and cell phone, in it. The meeting will start in twenty minutes, but I know that the senior editors have their clocks ahead, and at that moment, they should be in the room. I am, ironically, twenty minutes late! I get up from the table and leave the office. Before that, I check my wristwatch, which shows 6:30 pm. I will do my best to keep the meeting short. I close the door to my office to avoid any unforeseen events later. Hanna is not at her desk, so I assume she is in the kitchen making some coffee, the only shit that keeps people confined for hours in a ro

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