In billionaire’s be-d episode 8

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#EPISODE_8

 

 

🌸Rebecca’s POV. 📺

📃 Day 2🎲🎲

I’m on a mission! A mission to frustrate the hell out of Emeliano Alfredo. I had my fair share of crying last night, I had enough time and space to think for a while.

Crying Infront of Emeliano would only infiltrate his stupid ego, it would only make him think that he had broken me.

But guess what?

I won’t allow him to win, I’ll have my revenge and I’ll make him pay for what he said and did to me… I won’t cry Infront of him, I won’t tell him to apologise, no I won’t! I won’t let him know that his words affected me to the core.

I’ll act normal.

Although it would be difficult, cause anytime I see his face, I just get drawn back to the awful experience.

But if this would be my only way of getting out of here, I’d do it.
So here I am, dressed in a maroon knee length official go-wn, my hair was held high in a pony tail and my wedge heels increa-sed my height a little bit, but trust me when I say I wasn’t close to reaching Emeliano’s height.

I didn’t bother to put on make up cause I didn’t like it. Not even a little bit.

With one last look at the mirror, I c@m£ out of Emeliano’s bathroom and waited for him to come gr-ab his car keys and whatever he would nee-d for work.

And just on cue, the door opened, revea-ling a dressed up frowning Emeliano. His suit was a roll up suit so it added swag to his professional attire, his trou-sers were the same color as his suit, dark blue- but instead, his trou-sers looked like jeans and his footwear was not professional at all, he wore white converse, matching with his inner white shi-t.

In all, he looked like a model straight from vogue’s magazine.
His style looked really professional, yet bad boy ish.

“Are you re-ady?” I asked him when he strolled pas-s me, completely ignoring my pres£nce.

“What do you mean?” He asked without looking at me, as he picked up his car keys and his wallet.

“Are you re-ady for work?” I asked again.

This time, Emeliano turned to look at me, his eyes scanning my b©dy from head to toe, lingering on my expo-sed legs for a bit before looking back at my eyes and clearing his throat in a dramatical way.

“Yes… And why are you dressed like that?” He asked me.

“I’m coming with you.”

He frowned. “No you’re not.”

“Yes I am.”

“And I said no.”

” And I said yes. ”

Emeliano muttered something un-der his breath. “What the Bleep is wrong with you! Why do you want to come with me?”

“That’s because I’ll get bored, and tired,” I moved closer to him.
“Today’s the second day of my stay here, and I want to spend all of it with you.”

“Excuse me?” He took a step back, his eyes dancing with confusion.

“You heard me, pretty boy. If I’m going to spend fourteen days with you- I should at least, know you… Right?”

“Wrong. You’re not coming with me. Because I don’t want you to.”

“But I want to come with you.” I retorted back.

“What are you up to?” He asked me.

“Nothing. What can a poor church girl like me possibly do to you?” I asked him.

He narrowed his eyes at me. “Rebecca, I don’t have time for this.” He moved to the door.

I felt my stomach jump. Why the hell does my stomach do weird things anytime he calls my name in full? I don’t get it?

I followed him shortly after. “plea-se… Let me come with you? plea-se.”

“The answer’s still no.” He said, moving out of the mansion as I followed him.

“plea-se.”

“No.”

With fast pace, he walked to the direction of his garage, at least that was what it looked like.

“plea-se.”

“No.”

“plea-se Emeliano.”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Get back inside the house.” He said, pressing a code on some keypad attached to the garage door and suddenly, the door opened slowly.

“Let me come with you.”

“No.”

“Come on!”

“No.”

I looked around and was surprised to see just two cars… One SUV and one Ferrari. Wait- isn’t he supposed to have so many cars? Last I checked, he had an automobile company in Las Veg@s? He sells cars?

“Why do you have just two cars?” I had to ask.

“How does it affect you? And why the hell are you still here?” His tone was that of pure irritation.

I took my time in studying his facial features, his eyes were really pretty and his lashes were so long, would I be crazy if I said they were longer than the artificial ones girls put on nowadays? His jaw line was perfect and he matched up to my first impression of him. A god.

I shouldn’t be appreciating his beauty! I should be condemning and hating him for what he did to me, yet here I am, admiring his perfect face… He had this innocent look in his eyes that made me just want to lean in and say everything’s okay…

I shouldn’t be thinking this! This man kidnapped me! He’s a stranger! A complete stranger who is also a psychopath.

I looked away immediately and when I looked back up, I caught his staring at me, but he looked away too, pretending like he wasn’t staring.

“Look, just go inside okay?” He said, unlocking his car door and getting in, I unlocked the pas-s£ngers side and got in too, locking the door beside me.

“What the hell are you doing? Get out now!” He warned.

“No. I want to come with you.”

“Why?”

“I told you why! I don’t wanna get bored at home and I also want to get to kno-”

“Shut up. And get out.” He gritted out.

“Do I irritate you that much? I’m putting on clothes now, it’s not like I’m Unclad or something?” I spat out angrily, the feeling of yesterday gushing back to me in full f0rç£.

Did he really feel irritated by me that much? Am I that ugly? I felt tears build up in my eyes.

This was a Mistake… Maybe I wasn’t over it yet…

I was about to get off when he spoke.

“Fine.” Emeliano said, looking away and starting up the engine.

“R-really? I can come?” I asked, excitement in my voice.

“Yeah, whatever.” His Tone was ha-rd , but it didn’t affect me like it used to, and this is just the second day… I can do this…

The car started to move.

“So, any heads up on what to do and say when I get there?” I asked him.

He just ignored me and continued driving.

“Will I have to answer to their greetings? Oh, I’m a nob©dy, of course I’ll have to answer.”

Still no response

“Will Marcos be there?” :O

Nothing 😉

“Are we almost there?”

Nothing 🙂

“Do you have a personal as-sistant?”

Nothing.🌸

He looked like he was in his own world, probably wondering why I was talking to him and acting like nothing happened.

“Are your workers friendly or are they as grumpy as you are?”
No response.

“Am I dressed well? Sorry- that c@m£ out wrong, you hate my b©dy so you wouldn’t know.” I said, looking out of the the window, in the Corner of my eyes, I saw his grip ti-ght£ñ on the wheel, like he was restraining himself from doing something.

“Mason lied to me.” I said out of no where. “He told me I was beautiful, he actually made me feel good about myself… Little did I know he was just trying to make me feel good. I didn’t know I was that ugly.” I said, mostly to myself than to him… But

I was pretty sure he heard cause he made a noise at the back of his throat.

“Anyways, thanks for letting me know the truth.” I said.
Still no response.

“Just a quic-k question though? Is anyone going to ask me to str!p Unclad because I said no to them? I want to be prepaa-whoa!”

The car gave a loud screeching sound before it c@m£ to a sudden st©p at the side of the road.

Emeliano’s turned to me, his eyes were not showing anger or anything, it was filled with- with guilt.

And what he said next, confirmed it.

“I’m sorry.”
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#Episode_9

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📃 Rebecca’s POV 🌸

“I’m sorry . ”

It was like all the air in my lungs dried out, he just apologised to me? Well, guess he wasn’t as stuck up as I thought… But too bad, I’m not forgiving him, anytime from now.

I looked away, embr@cing the silence. I guess he took that as a cue to continue…

“What I did to you was, uncalled for. I don’t do that to women, it’s not what-”

I turned harshly to him. “But you did it to me.”

That shut him up for a while.

“And I’m trying to do what’s right by apologizing.”

I scoffed. “I don’t nee-d your apology, Emeliano… I don’t want it- no matter what you say or do, it’s not going to change the fact that you scarred me, it doesn’t change the fact that I hate you… I can’t forgive you and I can’t forget about what you did… I’m trying to move on from that horrible experience, I don’t know why you’re hell bent on ma-king me remember.”

He c0cked a brow at me. “You’re not gonna make this easy for me, are you?” He looked away.

“I’m not ma-king anything- I just don’t want to hear your apology… It’s useless, I’m not gonna forgive you… Ever. So you can take your sorry, and shove it up your fudging as-s.” I let out a breath of relief. There it is, I let it out!

He looked a little shocked at this. “I never say sorry to anyone. Ever. I won’t let you refuse my first apology.”

“So? sorry for putting a red ink on your pride… I don’t nee-d it, so maybe we can pretend this never happened, you never apologised to me. Let’s leave it at that. Aren’t you late for work?

Start up this engine- let’s move.” I said, my eyes not leaving his.

He gave a frustrated Chuckle and scratched his jaw before looking away with a frown on his face, his jaw was set in a ha-rd way. “I don’t care what you say or think. I’ve done what is right, it’s up to you to take it or leave it.” That was the last s£ntence he made till we reached his office.

Did I do the right thing by refusing his apology? Did he even mean it?

I’m not gonna think about this! Come on Becca, focus on the mission! With a de-ep breath, I followed him into the grand organization, well, in summary, all I saw was glas-s! It was all bright and shiny…

People gave me weird looks but they still greeted me and I answered with a bright smile.

I noticed something though, no b©dy in this organization dared to make eye contact with Emeliano, they paid their respects with their head down, and it was rude when Emeliano refused to reply to their greetings, he just ignored them.

People were everywhere, working like their lives depended on it, they were all dressed In cooperate suits and all other professional stuffs.

When Emeliano entered Into a pri-vate elevator, I followed him.
“How can you be so rude? Over 30 people greeted you and you couldn’t even acknowledge their decency? That is just plain rude.” I said to him, but as usual, he ignored me and checked his wrist watch.

“Do not try to ignore me, Emeliano, I won’t let this slide so easily! You have to be a gentleman sometimes! It’s so obvious that people fear you, are you okay with that?”

Silence.

“I knew you were an a—–e but now I’m convinced you’re worse than that! You’re a bu-tt hole!” What?

Emeliano scrunched his brows and gave me a weird look, I could see the corners of hisl-ips lift up in amusement. “What’s the difference?” He asked.

“Oh, so you’re not dumb?”

Ding!

The elevator opened up and Emeliano stepped out, I was guessing the big glas-sy office was his. Walking out after him, I took note of his secretary, her legs were propped up on her desk as she chocked down the ice cream on her l@p, she didn’t bother to put her legs down as she sighted Emeliano.

Some secretary.

But when her eyes met mine, it wi-de-ned and hastily, she dropped her legs down, she c0cked a brow at Emeliano before giving me the look of surprise.

“How many times have I told you not to disrespect my table?” Emeliano asked her, he didn’t sound harsh at all.

“Sorry sir.” She said quic-kly, looking from me to Emeliano.

“Rebecca?” Emeliano called out my name in full and as usual, my stomach acted funny.

“Yes?” I answered.

“Go in… I’ll be with you in a few… I want to discuss something with my secretary.” He ordered.

All I did was shoot him a stern look before turning to his secretary with a smile, holding out my hands for an handshake, I introduced myself. “I’m Rebecca Lewis, Emeliano’s- hostage and you?”

Emeliano made a sound of annoyance at the back of his throat, but I ignored him.

His secretary shook my hand with a bright smile on her face.
“Piper, Piper Roadster, plea-sure to meet you, Becca.”

“plea-sure is all mine, now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll head into his office before he asks me to-” I looked up at Emeliano to find him glaring at me, in return, I gave him a sweet smile. “Take off my clothes, we wouldn’t want some major sight damage now, would we?” My smile dropped to a glare before I made my way into his office.

His office was large, as expected… It had this ha-rd atmosphere that screamed ‘work’ Typical

“I was not expecting her to be this beautiful.”

I paused when I heard Piper talking in harsh whispers, I moved slowly to the door so I could eavesdrop on their conversation.

“Whatever, I regret ever bringing her along- should have just ignored her plea-s.” Emeliano replied.

“Come on! Who can say no to that cute face- if you don’t mind me saying, she’s even prettier than Her.” Piper’s voice got my attention again.
“I mind you saying that! No one is prettier than Her. Not even Rebecca.”

Hold on a minute… Who’s this her they’re talking about?

“We both know the truth- anyway, She called this morning- she wanted to talk to you.” Piper said.

“R-really? What did you tell her?” Emeliano sounded eager.
Whoever this Her person is, must mean so much to him… I’ve never heard him use that tone before.

“That you weren’t here yet, she sounded really pissed- I-I think she knows about Rebecca.”

My heart beat escalated… Why am I being mentioned in this conversation?

“That’s the plan… Very soon, she wouldn’t be able to stand it anymore, she’ll come in person. Then I can see her.”

I heard Piper sigh. “Emeliano, why don’t you just leave her alone- she’s moved on, I mean- what’s done is done.”

“I can’t forget about her Piper, I see her everywhere and it’s even worse now because, anytime I look at Rebecca, I see her… I’m just- I just want her back.”

“Just think about it- don’t hurt Rebecca for something she knows nothing about.”

Silence followed and immediately, I stepped away from the door, I took few steps back until I landed on a soft couch, my mind was all over the place.

Now I un-derstand, Emeliano didn’t just kidnap me because I disrespected him, there was something more to this and I can’t help but think that it had to be that Her they were talking about…

But who could she be? And why does Emeliano talk about her like that? And most importantly, what does it have to do with me?

 

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