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Adriana‘s POVAs soon as I tried to run, I was immediately tackled to the ground by four lunatics who suddenly realized I was some sort of trophy that could be transported from one place to the other just for them to make money off me.In desperation, I screamed out for help but it was nowhere to be found. I thrashed violently in their hold, wanting to free myself but there was no way I could stand the chance against four people who seemed as though they were high on steroids.“Let me go! Let go of me, you psychopaths!” I yelled out fearfully, whilst praying that Massimo would walk in at this moment, and just as I did, I saw him drive in with a sleek Rolls Royce, moving as though he was a madman.At first, Caden seemed so shocked that Massimo had driven in that he stood frozen to a spot. Even Jamie was suddenly unmoving; it shocked me that one person had this much hold on them.“Let her go!” He growled, causing Jannie and Amy, the two people who still held on to me, to move away fright
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Chapter One Hundred And Fifty
Massimo’s POVI slowly pried my eyes open and smiled when I was met with Adriana’s pretty sleeping face. She slept soundly and for the first time since I knew her, she didn’t care if she was stark naked or not.It’s been a few days since Caden’s death and even as Jamie and her twin sister, Jannie served jail terms, Amy was still nowhere to be found,l.It was as if she had disappeared off the surface of the earth with my money, and even as the police had set out search parties for her, placing them in several points around the city, none had been able to come up with information concerning Amy; it was alarming.My train of thought was suddenly disrupted when my phone screen came on, and a text notification popped up on the screen. I groaned in frustration when I discovered that the interruption was none other than Jessica and I frowned as I thought about what she might want now.Picking up the phone, I clicked on the message she had sent after I had finished reading through it, and I f
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Amy’s POVWith my plane tickets in my hand, I dragged my heavy suitcase through the airport terminal, and at the same time, ducking to prevent myself from being seen by one of my many enemies.It’s been three weeks since I killed Caden and made away with Adriana’s money, and ever since then, I’ve been literally watching my shadow.Everyone and everything seemed to creep me out, even the sound of random songs playing on the radio. I couldn’t help but think that I was being watched, and that was why I decided to leave the country.One of the reasons I decided to leave the country though was because I knew that the police were street me for killing Caden and taking part in a kidnap scheme. They also wanted to arrest me for theft and I couldn’t let that happen.Adriana’s money had been long deposited in one of my accounts, and now, all I needed was to get my sorry ass out of this country before I got caught.Bouncing down the extremely clean walkway, I arrived at the check-in desk but as
Mr billionaire’s little stripper Epilogue
Adriana sat quietly on the bed, staring between the debtor who was speaking too fast, and Massimo, whose grin was just too wide, wondering about what they were talking about that had gotten them so excited.The doctor shook Massimo’s hand again, for what felt like the hundredth time before walking away with his briefcase clutched tightly in his hands.It was until after he had walked out that Adriana found her voice, and with a force, she croaked out;“What is happening? Why’s the doctor so excited?”The last thing she could remember was having a head-splitting headache. The one that had weakened her and made her faint, and now, seeing Massimo so happy as soon as she opened her eyes made it all so confusing.“I am talking to you, Massimo!” She exclaimed, causing Massimo to stop. He gently sat close to her on the bed, draped his arm around her shoulder, and with that grin still plastered across his face, he said to her;“You’re pregnant.”At first, Adriana was very sure she didn’t hear
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ADRIANA'S POV: Was there a better way to describe how picturesque the night life at West Sussex was? I doubted anyone could describe the route better than I did. Right from the edge of the city where Alexander the club where I had worked my ass off over the last couple of months stood to the bus station where I took my one way ticket home, right from that point to the high cost Estate at the West lane. I could describe every bit of it with my eyes closed. It was funny that I lived at all in that part of town and could be thought rich by everyone else but the fact remains that immediately I walked through that Alleyway that leads to a house not so called home, I was back to the reason I had to work to earn a living. Immediately I stopped at the house with a white front door and a golden knocker; one with marble flooring and a beautiful staircase with a lacquer shine and a sparkling chandelier as if leading up to heaven that was where my evening began to crumble. My life was that
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ADRIANA'S POV: IT TOOK the sound of the horn from the bus to get me out of my thoughts as I got out and made my way into the Estate. I had lived there for quite a while yet the security at the gate never failed to fix me with a sly gaze anytime I approached them. My guess was that they were not used to seeing someone from the estate taking the tube or better still coming back at that hour of the night looking so depressing and disordered. As a matter of fact I had come to care less about the way they looked at me as I made my way past them and headed for my house. I was about crossing the road when an expensive car drove crazily past me, almost running me over. I knew certainly well it was driven by rich drunk teenagers who didn't seem fit to offer an apology as they continued driving despite cussing at the top of my voice. My efforts brought no apologies rather teenage voices from the far end of the street drifted to my ears, irritating me the most. A feminine trill of a laugh,
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ADRIANA'S POVWHICH beat more lightly, the drizzling rain or my fickle heart?To a much greater relief I would pick my heart. It felt so much better coming back and finding the end if the stairway empty meant at least that I was not a murderer just yet as I walked to my room dropping the drugs I had just gotten from the pharmacy on the table. I watched as the rain beat lightly against my window as I padded my way to the bathroom leaving my trail of clothing on the ground.Soon the only sound that filled the room was the one faucet as warm water matted my hair to my shoulders.I walked out soon enough and for a minute I took my time to look around again in room, it felt different from how I had left it and I couldn't quite place the reason why, I shrugged to myself before putting on a thick cardigan and pulling out my laptop with my headset buzzing away to cool music while I went through my Expert first level hacking program.It was the other thing I spent my time on, downloadin
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MASSIMO'S POVThe phone in my dresser won't stop beeping despite my pleas for it to stop…just stop.I opened my eyes and could still feel the bang in my head from the hangover of the previous night.It had been two crazy nights in a row and not even after I had misplaced my credit card had it bothered me a bit.To speak, it was not really a bother as I had enough money and what I meant was good cash to run the city on gas for years.Most times I tried to tell myself I was not calling bluff but the fact remains that I was a Billionaire.Massimo Empire had been a name that ran through two generations and when it was handed over to me as its sole heir I had followed right in the footsteps of my predecessors.I soon reached the phone that still won't stop beeping and was surprised to see who the goddamn caller was."My account officer?" I was puzzled as to why she was calling so early past ten am."Good morning, sorry to disturb you." Her voice sounded from the other side of the phone.
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