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16. His name on my tongue
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The Billionaire's dirty secret 44: Damsel in distress
Oliver.The smell of sulphur permeated air, strong and pungent. My skin tightened with goosebumps as I lay on the floor in a foetal position. I squeezed my eyes tightly, phosphenes accentuating my vision.I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't want to see if there was a gaping wound on my thighs or any part of my body oozing blood. I didn't feel any pain but I heard that was what adrenaline caused, till dopamine took effect and finally, one would fall off the cliff of life.“Get him up,” Sebastian's cold voice pried my eyes apart. I gasped as I was hoisted from the floor, a quick glance at Sebastian and his face was sunken into an unreadable expression.I had never seen him like this before, but those eyes, they were brazenly glowing with malevolent thoughts. It was the same eyes I had seen that day in the hospital when I called him out on his behaviour. He had always been like this but he was hiding underneath a mask, for what?His hand was shoved into his pocket, the other raised t
The Billionaire's dirty secret 43: Gunshots and loud thoughts
BenjaminI found the location of the phone, and I punched it into my device in order to trace it. It led to someplace that was obscure and quite unidentifiable on the map.It showed a road that was twisty and windy, leading to a singular mansion that sat perched perfectly upon a circumference of bushes. And it made me scared—not scared, worried—because Oliver was with my phone, so why was Oliver that far?Maybe it was Sebastian's house. Maybe Oliver was alright. These were thoughts that oscillated in my mind, trying to assuage the worry that was slowly brewing in my chest. But one part of me, deep down, kept thinking, what if Oliver was in trouble? And surprisingly, that part of me won. It erupted like a volcano, encapsulating my entire frame.I flung my bedroom door open and walked briskly down the flight of stairs, ignoring the loud chatter coming from the sitting room.As I spewed into the kitchen, Anna emerged from the sitting room and caught me. In her eyes, I could see a bit of
The Billionaire's dirty secret 42: All the glitters...
Oliver. I misjudged the amount of money Sebastian had because his house exuded the kind of wealth I would never have in my generations to come. The gate opened only by a retina scan when he got close to the post, and the drive from the gate to the main building spanned the length of a standard football field. High trees barricaded the sides of the road, standing guard like knights upon the arrival of royalty. The tyre crunched the gravels as we slipped into the front porch. There was an edifice that rose toward the sky, a perfectly sculpted dolphin glazed in blue striations, perched on a rock with water oozing out of the tip of its mouth. I could swear that it was marble. The moment I stepped out of the car, my breath caught in my throat. Sebastian’s house—or should I say mansion—stood before me like something out of a dream. Three stories of pristine white stone, kissed by soft golden lighting, towered over a flawlessly manicured lawn. The driveway curved like a private road, l
The Billionaire's dirty secret 41: Wrong Choices
Oliver.My chest began to constrict with fear, the last statement of Sebastian spinning in my head. What did he mean by Benjamin would learn to? What was he planning to do? What had he already done? He didn't deny or accept the fact that he has killed Mark, he only provided excuses.Who the fuck was this guy? With each second that passed, and the steadily climbing speedometer, my breath felt faint as if my windpipe was being squeezed of the function it was meant to do.I felt heat begin to crawl along my skin, the entire car space began to shrink, why was it so hot? I clawed at my shirt, trying to take it off as my heart raced heavily. It felt like it was going to burst out of my ribs, screaming to the world so it woukd know that it qas going through severe stress.“I want to stop,” I whispered, clawing at the door handle now, fingering the loop to release the door. I caught Sebastian's head turn toward me then he swerved immediately toward the side of the road.The tires screeched in
The Billionaire's dirty secret 40: Finding Oliver
Benjamin.I watched as he sulked, his shoulders sunken and his spirit defeated as he left the room, closing the door firmly behind him. I didn't mean what I said, I wasn't going to go as far as reporting his activities to his mother, it wasn't my business and frankly, it wasn't hers either. But I needed to show him that I was still his boss, and I couldn't be blackmailed or threatened.I rubbed a calming hand over my chest, persuading the guilt that was threatening to split my heart in uneven halves. His eyes, the way they had welled up with tears, I could sense how heartbroken he was and disappointed in me.The fragile way he had called my name and the cold reply I had given to shut him up.I wanted to drop everything and tell him that I didn't mean it, to tell him that I just didn't want him to tell anyone about the secret I was taking to my grave.But I had to be firm. My reputation meant a lot to me, my family as well, my mother? She was the quintessence of homophobia, ever since
The Billionaire's dirty secret 39: Locked-in
Oliver.“You recognise him?” The officer asked. I couldn't catch my breath, bile rose through my throat filling my mouth with the debris of the food I hadn't digested yet. I clamped a hand around my mouth, scampering across the lawn toward the curb where the patch of grasses were, and threw up, letting the contents splatter across the dirt.The flashes of Mark's eyes, bloody and gaping, the flesh red and sore caused another bout of bile to rush through my throat. It felt sore, like it had been sandpapered with the dry sands of the desert. My stomach clenched, my intestines wrangling on themselves.When the nausea wave passed over, I stood, heaving before wiping the excess puke from my lip. I wanted to be far away from here as soon as possible, I needed to shower. All of a sudden, I felt like the entire puke was on my body and flies were swatting around my face.I felt a presence behind me and I tilted to see the officer with his notepad.“Do you need some water?” he enquired lazily li
The Billionaire's dirty secret 38. Snitches get...
Oliver.I had an awful feeling about what Sebastian had said before he ended the call but I didn't want to read too much meaning into it. Maybe he didn't want to talk about it? Maybe he was upset that I was canceling the date again? It wasn't my fault, he should know this.I didn't know if I was going to go through with what Mark was forcing me to do, but I needed to show up? I could try to talk to him one more time and convince him otherwise, and the client? I sighed, couldn't he find someone else?The feeling of going back to work to face that depressing environment that Benjamin had tainted with his bad attitude. My phone buzzed and I swiped before examining who the caller was."Hello?""Where are you?" The firm sound of Benjamin's voice filled the phone. I sighed, pulling it from my ear and staring at it one more time before responding."I stepped out to see my sister in the hospital, sir," I spat the title out, the disrespect already stirring inside me. I hated how Benjamin made
The Billionaire's dirty secret 37. His voice burns softly
OliverThe phone rang for a few minutes before it crackled and his suave Italian voice filled the phone. It made my heart flutter with a warm feeling, just knowing that he was there and answered whenever I called.“Amore Mio, I have wait for your call for long now,” he said. I beamed, the anger evaporating from my mind.“Really? So why didn't you call?” I teased.“So I know you want me too,” I could hear the pride in his voice and I could perfectly picture his laid back attitude, the way he would be relaxed on the chair, beaming with smiles. He had started to grow on me, a few weeks ago, I would have hated this, but somehow, he made pride seem attractive.“Oh, please, Basty,” I poked harder. He growled, “I tell you not call me that, I hate nickname,” I cackled over the phone.“You laugh nice,” he concurred and it made me laugh harder, maybe as a way to appease him for what I was about to ask.“So why call? You just want hear my voice or what?” He enquired.“Well, I wish I could lie, b
The Billionaire's dirty secret 36. Flesh wound, scar to the soul
Oliver.I can't help the way my feet continuously hits the car floor, and a fleeting thought about whether the floor can cave didn't bother me. How could Ruby do such a thing? Slit her wrist? My heart hammered heavily in my chest and I was worried that something could happen to her.“Be positive, she is alive and well,” I told myself. My fingernails found solace between my chattering teeth, I bit and spat the jagged nails, searching for some sort of order to my mind. Everything was spiraling too fast and too hard.I needed one day of break, some normalcy. All of these wouldn't have happened if I didn't start the job at Empirestark. I wouldn't have met Sebastian, I wouldn't have been on that date, I wouldn't have gotten jumped and I wouldn't be here, afraid that my sister may have crossed…Stop it! She is alive!I smacked my forehead, trying to expel the morbid thoughts that plagued me as the taxi continued to tear down the highway toward the hospital. As the large building slowly came
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