Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me?

All Ethan wanted to do was sign the transfer papers and leave the slum as fast as possible. So, he went ahead to pee and completely ignored them.He soon heard screams coming from the alleyway. But what shocked him was that the screams weren’t from the woman, they were from the men that surrounded her.After taking a leak, he walked closer and watched from a distance as the woman beat the men up, yelling at the top of her lungs and cursing at them.“If you fucking fuck with her again, I’ll kill you! All of you!” He’d watched her threaten them before walking away.He stood in the same spot for a while, dumbfounded and amazed.***The convoy soon arrived at their destination and drove into the mansion through the black iron gates.Ethan stepped out of the car immediately and took long graceful strides to the back. He unlocked the trunk, but the moment he opened it, a kick met with his face, causing him to stagger backwards.“Fuck.” He cursed underneath his breath, chuckling as he wiped

Explore, really Elizabeth?Slapping my head mentally, I regained my senses and started to follow Moana into the room. It’s so huge and classy.This man is indeed damn rich, because why not?“If you need anything else, please let us know.” Moana smiled politely at me. I tore my gaze away from the queen size bed that was right in the middle of the room and looked at her. “Nothi—” I was about to reply when I heard my stomach growl loudly. My face flushed with embarrassment and I bit on the corner of my lower lip.I don’t blame my poor stomach, I haven’t had any proper food since morning. “What would you like to eat?” Moana asked, smiling politely. She’d heard my stomach growl. Even the deaf would have heard it.I returned her smile with an awkward one, slightly gritting my teeth. “Anything will do.” She nodded her head knowingly. “We’ll be right back.”I smiled thankfully as I watched her and the two other maids walk out. After the last one closed the door behind them, I heaved a

After catching his breath, “do you think I’m one of those men?” he enquired. Narrowing my eyes, I studied his face keenly. “It’s hard to tell.” It’s indeed hard to tell. He looks cute, like a modest man—but he also has this look of an extremely dangerous man. I don’t know what to think or believe. His mouth widened in a smile and he took a peek at the gold Versace wristwatch strapped on his wrist. “We’ll continue this conversation when I get back, I’m running late for work.” He spun around on his heels. “No.” I replied adamantly. He paused in his steps and twisted the upper part of his body to look at me. “No, what?” “No, you’re not going anywhere.” A corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk. “Okay then.”As if he changed his mind, he turned his feet, walked around the car and got in the driver’s seat. What’s he doing?He kickstarted the car and revved it. What in heaven’s name is he trying to do? My brows furrowed as I stared at him through the windscreen, and he returned my

Murder me. I’m not concerned about my safety here, I want to get out. Damn.“You shouldn’t worry about your safety here.” She added, with a note of pride. “The men are also top tiers. You should come see them when they train sometimes.” She blushed and resumed walking.Damn. There was no way for me to escape from this hell.“But how come… are we in a jungle?” I dragged my feet after her.She giggled. “It’s an estate. A veryyyyy big one. And Mr. Ethan owns the estate.” She laid emphasis on ‘very’.It must be indeed verryyyy big. After showing me around a little while longer, Alexa led me into the house.“Oh! Meet AI.” She grinned, gesturing at a lovely looking robot.What in hell…? It’s so lovely. How come I haven’t come in contact with it since I got here?“Hello!” I waved my hand in its face.Immediately, I felt a red line go from my head to my feet. Then I heard a beep. “Stranger. Alert.” Wait, what? Did it just say that? Wow!I’d always fantasised about being with robots, but I

Smiling thankfully at the maid, she dragged her feet to her room.***Ethan’s POV“Sir, isn’t it a bit too early?” Arthur asked with widened eyes. He was obviously shocked that I was leaving the office at this time. I took a peek at the Rolex wristwatch strapped around my wrist, it was a quarter to eight.My mouth pressed into a thin line. “What’s too early about this time?” Come to think of it, I was always overworking. The first to get to work, and the last to leave. I owned this office, and others in the state. I was the boss, and I worked my butt off tirelessly—even more than my employees. Why? Something must be done about this. As I stepped out of the elevator, with Arthur right behind me, an image of that girl’s face flashed through my eyes for the umpteenth time today. I shook my head, chuckling. While in the conference room, her face kept popping out of nowhere, even while I was working in my office. To be candid, I think she was the reason I was going home early. I wa