THE PRODIGAL BILLIONAIRE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

I shrunk away from his disgusting hands but that was all the movement I could manage. "Don't be shy. You weren't shy on the dance floor. Come on baby, come to daddy."I wanted to throw up in my mouth but even my retching muscles wouldn't cooperate. I sucked in all the air I could into my lung, trying to muster a blood-curdling scream but his hand was over my mouth in an instant."Save your voice, there'll be plenty of screaming later, okay baby? I'll make you feel so good."He caressed my face and I could only scream in my head. My body wouldn't do anything I told it to.How the hell did I get here? Move damn it! I willed my legs to run, to kick him in the balls, anything.My hands, nothing.He was looking me over like he was a predator stalking its prey. My heart was pounding against my ribcage.Move damn it!"You're such a pretty little thing, in your little suit and shirt. I've always wondered what you had hiding underneath it all until she showed me last week. That was formed rig

His fists clenched at his sides, the veins in his forehead bulging with rage. I felt a shiver run the length of my spine as I tried to calm myself down. The landline was just off to my right, if only I could reach it in time. But I was like prey before a predator; any sudden movements and I knew he would have me and Petra looking like twins. He was going to do that anyway, he saw so much hatred burning in his gaze. If this whole thing was Jesse's plan, he'd hit it out of the park"Calm down, okay," I said, slowly rising to my feet, his gaze following every movement I made. "You're only making things worse. Please just stop."That was the wrong choice of words because it was like a switch was flipped in his head, as if all retrained was instantly snuffed out.He roared as he stretched his arms towards me, closing the gap between us in a flash. It was like an out of body experience, watching myself scream in horror, watching Jesse appear out of nowhere and put Mosley into a chokehold,

"He'd only been here a week and thought he was my boss. Technically he was but also technically he wasn't. After the stunt he pulled with Ashley, I had half a mind to take my place as CEO of Renard Dynasty just to see the look on his dumb face. I wondered if it would be more shock or fear. He should be scared. Leading me on like that just to throw his little girlfriend in my face. What a scumbag. These thoughts kept me coming back into the office which was hard enough having to work under him. My desk phone rang again and I rolled my eyes once I recognised the caller ID. "Hello?" "Do you have those files yet, Remi?" Even the sound of my name now felt annoying coming from him. "What files?" I asked just to piss him off. "The investor files. The one I asked you to get just minutes ago." I already knew he was good at hiding his emotions. He would break easily. "Oh those. They're in the file storage, I think." "Alright then," he said before hanging up. I shot a look a

"Mom, where's my red scrunchie?" I yelled from two thousand feet away, hearing my voice echo down the too-damn-long hallway.Waited and waited but no answer came. It was Saturday and I wanted to rush out of the house before dad came and started nagging me about the CEO thing again. "What was that, honey," mom's voice came echoing up to me."Did you say something, love?" Dad called to her.Christ, I needed my own place. I went back into my room but dad's voice made me stick my head back out."By the way, Remi, I have a guest that I want you to meet. He'll be here soon."Nope. I picked up my phone but couldn't find my gym bag anywhere. Hearing dad's door lock click open, I darted out of my room and down the stairs. "Sweetheart, breakfast is almost here. And come say hello to our guest." She pointed towards the living room.He'd arrived? I don't think I'd ever have a reason to run that fast ever in my life again. I covered the expanse of the long hallway, across the estate, the garage

"This is my daughter, Remi Renard," dad told him "Sit," he said to me, pointing at the chair next to Tristan. "Yes, yes, we've met. I must say, I'm surprised you let you daughter work a secretary position, Don," Tristan said, twirling his moustache. Dad grunted and sat back in his chair, rotating it from side to side. "Don't get me started. I thought it was a good idea, she convinced me it was."I sat there with my arms crossed. This was a conversation about me but if they didn't feel like my input was necessary, why was I there? "She convinced you?" Tristan asked with a chuckle. "That takes skill in itself.""Tell her that," dad replied. "If I'd known she wanted only wanted to shirk her responsibilities, I'd never had allowed it."I might as well have been invisible. If he didn't care about my input, how could he want me to lead his company? I'd probably just be a figurehead anyway. I loved my father but he could be overbearing at times."So why don't you want to take over?" Tri