All Chapters of The Billionaire's Contract Pet: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Will pulled over, too overwhelmed to drive. “Goddamnit!” He yelled and punched the steering wheel. Moments later he received a message on his phone. It was a photo, and it made his blood run cold. The background was dark, not giving much of the location away. In the forefront, was Emma. She was unconscious and bound to a chair. A strip of gray duct tape was placed over her mouth. A trickle of blood had dried on her forehead. Will struggled to breathe as rage took him over. He thought about calling his uncle, demanding an explanation.If you deviate at all… Emma Wells will die. The voice rang in his head. The caller had used a voice changer so Will couldn’t pick up any specifics on it. He played the call over a few times, frustrated that he couldn’t place the voice. He didn’t have a choice. He had to go back and wait.“But not without a plan,” he said out loud. The kidnapper said not to call the police. However, Will wouldn’t play into their trap. Getting Emma back was the number one

“I owe you, Captain,” Will said. “Damn right. I’ll keep you in the loop if I find anything else.” “Thanks.” Will hung up and looked at Spencer. “Captain Damon Whitlock,” he clarified. “He’s got us some solid information.” “Good,” Spencer yawned. “What time is it?” “Five,” Will answered with a yawn of his own. “I’ve got to call Alex and Sabrina.” “Will they be awake?” “Sabrina will be. And if she’s awake, Alex will be as well.” Will dialed Alex’s number. Alex answered on the first ring. “What you got?” “Captain Whitlock called. He’s got us some info.” “Already?” Sabrina asked. “This Whitlock guy is pretty impressive.” “You don’t even know,” Alex said with reverence and fear in his voice. “That’s a story for another time,” Will snickered. “All right. So, he had one his guys, a hacker, track the signal from Jess’s phone. The message that Emma got was sent from right outside the building here. And then the phone was turned off about ten minutes after that.” “Fuck!” Sabr

No one even dared to breathe. Captain Whitlock’s words sent a shock to the room, and no one wanted to acknowledge what he said. Things were just cranked up to 100, and no one knew what to do about it. “Holy shit,” Will finally said. “This is proof. This is proof that Grace is involved.” “The drugs she planted in your car,” Alex realized. “She got them from your uncle.” “It’s more than that,” Captain Whitlock said. “He’s a suspect in several large cases in Singapore and here. A few people tried to bring him in. Those people disappeared. It’s clear that you’re his actual target, Will.” “How do you know this?” Alex asked. “I’ve had people tailing him, and he’s not made any movements.” “You’re right,” Captain Whitlock agreed. “I sent in an agent to try and gather some inside intel.” “That must have been hard. Robert is paranoid as fuck,” Will scoffed. “Yeah, I wish you would have told me that. Well, anyway, I sent the agent in with the catering vendor. We switched them out with som

(trigger warning: mentions of torture and abuse)Her head throbbed. She could feel her pulse in her temples. The low hum of distant conversation could be heard. Her wrists were raw from rubbing against the rope that bound them. The dark room was cold, and her teeth hurt from chattering. The side of her face stung from where she’d been slapped some time earlier. She’d never known how much fear could hurt. It chilled her bones with an ache so powerful it took over her senses. It ate away at her focus and strength. The worst pain of all though, came from her chest. Her breasts were swollen with the milk that should be feeding her baby. “My baby,” she groaned. “She’s fine, Emma. Don’t lose hope. You know she’s safe.” “Jess,” Emma whimpered. “It hurts so much.” “I know,” Jess winced at the sound of Emma’s voice. The agony she was in was evident. She feared that infection may set it soon. If it hadn’t already. “I know it hurts. But everything is going to be okay. Think of Lizzie, and W

“You two are my heaven and hell,” Captain Whitlock explained. “Spencer, you have influence in many business spheres. Your firm has been involved in several building projects all over the city. Use those connections. We need as many influential people there as possible.” “Got it,” Spencer nodded. “Alex, you have influence in the underbelly of the city. Sort of the prince of the underworld. I want those big players involved. I’m sure Robert has ruffled more than a few feathers.” “I don’t know…” Alex hesitated. “Listen. I know you want your friends back. But this is bigger than that. Robert Stewart is a big fish, and we’ll need an even bigger net to catch him. I wouldn’t be surprised if some of… your people weren’t after him too.” “Watch what you say,” Alex warned. “Just do it.” Alex sneered at him but nodded. “How about me?” Sabrina asked. “You’re going to call every major new outlet. We need every channel there. Every single one.” “Shouldn’t Will’s PR department be involve