บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire’s deep affection (an affair to remember): บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 25

As early as 5:00 a.m., I got a call from an official number but was too tired to pick up my phone. After a while, I did, and it was from whom I expected. His call came in again… Alastair: Today is supposed to be the doctor's appointment, Me: Seriously? _I forgot, give few minutes to freshen up. Alastair: I'll be at your place in the next hour. Please be ready. Did you forget about tomorrow's dinner as well? Me: No, I didn't forget the meal part. I was going to make it. Alastair: okay, beautiful. I'm close, see you soon. I toss the phone on my shitty bed and proceed to the bathroom, I unzipped and laid down every bit of clothes that I was on onto the floor and I dash into the tube. I squeezed toothpaste into my brush and had it scrub my teeth, I scrubbed and washed, rinsed, and dried every crucial area my mind asked me to, in case the doctor had to carry out private consultations. I was prepared for this shit. On getting to the reflector, I raised my leg and had it placed on

Alastair closed the door behind him. There was noise coming from the neighborhood that seemed like a fight. He wanted to react, but I held his hands and stared deep. I was faded in his gaze. "Please, sit," I managed to murmur. With his hands cupping mine, he sat beside me and hugged me with my head resting on his chest like a newborn resting on her mother's arms. He didn't make a noise but tightened the hug as I began catching my breath. "Uhm, is… tight here," I murmured as I attempted to separate from his hold. He stood immediately and asked if there were items. Ingredients for a meal. "Potatoes? Can you cook?" "Hell no! But maybe it might come out pleasant or something," he assumed, I giggled as I watched him demonstrate how possible it was going to become. Right there, I could see a man trying his optimum best to make me smile. I felt cared for, and at the same time, I felt like a burden because shouldn't he be at the office by today? "No, no, come back…you are fast an

RANDY POVI gently walked into the dark room with my head up. The dim light flickers from the bulbs hanging by frayed wires casting a harsh shadow on my leather suit, yet on the white blood-stained peeling walls. The room ventilation sucks. The air oozing out from the space is thick with bad smells, sweat, smoke, and blood. I stood finally, gazing around and finally meeting the victims, they were tied to an iron chair, they looked sick, weak, and unable to breathe well.I paces around, with a thick cigarette dangling from my lips, my eyes were clear like an eagle but the only difference were that I obtained mine from the smoke. It clouded my nine. My face and gaze went restless. My gaze was restless but eventually rested somewhere. The victims, who was barely stable, wince as I stood firmly in front of them."What do you do if the good man changes his mind? I ask you one more time, where is the rest of the clip?" I roar, nodding my head to more torture over the two victims. “You think