My Sporty Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

BLAZE It felt so nice, seeing the shocked face on my father and his whore, whom he called a wife. “What do you mean? Live in your house? Is she your girlfriend?” My father asked, out of curiosity.“That is none of your business, old man. Tomorrow morning, I want you out of here, or, I will do the unspeakable.” I threatened, with an angry expression.Then I turned to Caramel.“So, I’ll be expecting you, tomorrow.” I said, with a smile on my face and escorted her out.“What just happened in there?” She asked, with curiosity and concern, written all over her face.“Well, I thought you were my coach. My personal life shouldn’t be discussed, isn’t it?”“Of course, until you dragged me into it. Shouldn’t I understand a little of what happened, back there? What if I was confronted, outside?” She asked, looking really concerned.“Then you can tell him who you are to me. But this night, I demanded that you shouldn’t speak a word. Want me to drop you off, or you will ta

BLAZEIt was such a nice time, training with Caramel and I could tell that she was a good coach. It wasn’t going to be bad if I got down with a coach as good as her.“You’re bleeding.” She said, with her eyes, almost bulging out of her socket.“Oh, jeez. I must have overworked that part.” I said as I stood up.“Alright, I think you have to call your home doctor. I am not certain that you have called him, since then.”“Been busy.” He said as he picked up his phone. “But now, I’m doing that. Your wish is my command.” I winked at her.Women always fell for my winks, and I was certain that her heart must have been wavering at that moment. I called my home doctor and in about fifteen minutes, he had arrived.As I sat down with my home doctor, he examined the stab wound on my abdomen, checking for any signs of infection or swelling. To my relief, he declared that it was healing well and that I could resume my training, but not the intense kind.“But I will advise that

BLAZEI had such a wonderful moment with Caramel and the accident we almost had was really shocking. I was thankful that we managed to escape it. But the driver of the car whose brake failed, was the unlucky one. Caramel was really a tough nut. After the wonderful time we had together, she had not shown signs of falling head over heels, with me. Anyways, I was not ready to let go. Then I decided to look for a way to lure her into my bedroom, because it was certain that she wouldn’t come over, if I told her to. Suddenly, a thought came up and I smirked.“Caramel! Caramel, hurry. Help!” I shouted, hoping she was going to hear me from where she was.Immediately, I heard footsteps.“Gosh!” It seemed like it wasn’t only Caramel who was rushing towards my room. Stephanie, also was.They barged into my room, but I had already entered the bathroom and popped my head out of the little space.“Uhm… I’m sorry to startle you. I thought I saw blood gushing out of my wound.

CARAMELI felt stuffed, staying in the room and decided to take a walk, outside. I walked downstairs and saw Stephanie, watching a movie. I decided not to interrupt her movie, so I decided to leave without telling her, but just as I opened the door, she looked back at me.“You going somewhere?” She asked, out of curiosity.“Yes, I am. I’ll be back, soon.”“Alright then.”I walked out and loved the feeling of the morning breeze. As I walked through the alley, I noticed that I have been seeing someone on dark clothes and a dark cap, in all the places I strolled at. It made me feel frightened, but I had a second thought, that nothing negative would happen to me, in broad daylight.Just before I could walk out of the alley, someone held me tight and my mouth was covered and my nose, covered with a drugged handkerchief. I struggled until I dozed off.~I slowly drifted back into consciousness, my mind groggily emerging from the haze of sleep. As my senses be

CARAMELAs I sat there in the dimly lit basement, my heart pounded loudly in my chest. The air was thick with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of my own shallow breaths and the distant drip of water. I could feel the dried blood on the corner of my lips, a constant reminder of the brutality that I faced in this place, when the abductor was angry that his plans, fell through.My wrists were raw and stinging from the rough ropes that bound me tightly to the chair. Every moment that ticked by felt like an eternity, with each passing second intensifying my fear. The abductor had left me alone for now, but I couldn't shake the dread that washed over me, suffocating my thoughts.The basement smelled musty and rotting, the scent mingling with my trembling emotions. I could almost taste the fear in the air, as if it had become a palpable entity lurking in the shadows. I desperately wished for an escape, but the knots were tight, and any attempt to free mysel