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#EPISODE_14
â Rebecca POV đŹ
I reacted kindly to the few greetings and stares I got from Emelianoâs employees⊠The humongous building was flowing with people, dressed in cooperate attiresâŠ
They were all working.
The atmosphere around this building was really ha-rd , there was no lightness, people seemed to be taking their work seriously.
I entered into the pri-vate elevator that was supposed to take me to Emelianoâs office.
I wonder what heâd do when he sees me⊠Will he yell? sÂŁnd me out of his office? Drag me back home by my hair? Sl@p me? Ask me to str!p Unclad in the middle of the organization? k!ssme? t©uçh me?
I let out a shaky breath at the last thought.
My mind went on a rundown to last night in his study.
âSt©p thinking about that, Rebecca⊠Focus on your new missionâŠâ
Ding.
The elevator opened up. Stepping out, his as-sistant raised her head to my direction and immediately her eyes wi-de-ned.
I walked over to her table with a smile. âHi, Piper.â
She looked stunned at my presÂŁnce. âOh my God, how did you escape?!â She yelled but immediately she covered her mouth with her hands and looked towards Emelianoâs office door, when she was sure he didnât hear anything, she looked back at me with a grin.
âOh god.. do you know how much trouble youâre In?â
âNo⊠But Iâm prepared for it.â
She chuckled⊠âActually, itâs good that youâre here, Heâs being acting all weird since morning⊠His friend is in there with him, but you can go in.â
âHe has a friend?â
âYeah, as surprising as it sounds.â
âTruly⊠I mean, I never thought someone like him could have a friend.â
âI thought the exact same thing when I started working here, actually his friend is my b©yfriÂŁndso, he got me the job.â
âOhâŠâ Was all I could say, I could have just easily asked her all the questions I wanted to ask Emeliano, but- I was pretty sure she wouldnât tell me anything⊠She might be like. âItâs not my story to tell.â
âYou can go in, but make sure you br@ce yourself for the worse.â
I gave her a small smile before walking towards the door.
It canât really be that bad⊠Can it?
Oh, scre-w it.
I opened the door to his office where we shared our first ever k!sstogether.
Emeliano looked over at my direction and his eyes wi-de-ned immediately, at first he looked shocked then later on, a glare was plastered on his face.
His friend turned to look at me and this time, my own eyes wi-de-ned as a smile pu-ll-ed itâs way to myl-ips.
Oh my WorldâŠ
âDiego?â I called in surprise.
Diego stood up slowly like he was trying so ha-rd to st©p himself from jumping on me,
which I know quite well that it was only a matter of time.
âHoly cra-p⊠Rebecca?!!!â
Remember when I said It was only a matter of time till he jumped on me? Yeah, well⊠That is exactly what he did.
And seeing the look on Emelianoâs face, I donât think he likes it very much.
âŠ
Seeing Diego here wasnât really much of a surprise because two years ago, his parents had asked him to return back to Orlando.
Diego and I were really close during college, we were like best friends, but we lost contact when his parents decided to drag him back to Orlando to take over the family business.
âI can not believe this⊠You are the Rebecca? Like- Camillaâs- â
âDiego!â Emeliano st©pped him from saying whatever he wanted to say.
âOops.â Diego let outâŠ
âWhat the hell is going on?â Emeliano asked, looking from me to Diego before his eyes c@mÂŁ down on me again, and this time, his glare was very obvious.
âHow the hell did you manage to leave the house, in fact- Donât answer that.â Emeliano said, charging towards me and gr-abbing my arm from Diegoâs hold.
Diego only sm-irked at him. âChill dude⊠Weâre just friends⊠No nee-d to get too jealous..â
âOh, Iâm far from jealous right now.â Emeliano seethed out.
âLet me guess, youâre angry?â I suggested.
âShut the Bleep up.â Emeliano yelled. âHow the hell do you two know each other?â
âWe were college best friends with Benefits?â Diego joked but Emeliano didnât take it as one.
âExcuse me?â Emeliano asked.
âHeâs just joking, we were close friends in college, thatâs all⊠And even if we were to be friends with Benefits, how does it affect you?â I asked him with a look of challenge, dancing in my eyes.
He couldnât reply, all he did was let go of my arm and moved back to his table.
I ru-bbe-d my arm.
âDid you see my girlfriend?â Diego asked.
âYes⊠Piper, sheâs really nice⊠Unlike some people who like to gr-ab arms and yell like they have all the time in the world.â I looked over at Emelianoâs direction to see him shooting glares at me.
The tension in the office was getting high by the second.
âI think I left something with Piper outside⊠Iâll go get it⊠And Iâll see you later.â Diego grinned.
âWhat? No, youâre not going anywhere.â Emeliano said.
Diego gave him a strange look. âI remember you telling me that you have so much work and I was a distraction, why do you want me to stay?â
âDiego, Iâll catch up with you later.â I said to him, giving him a look that said âgoâ
âSure⊠See ya.â Diego made his way out of the office, leaving Emeliano and I in the tension filled office, not before hvgging my bones out of me.
I had this shaky feeling that made my breathing unsteady, and my palms sweaty.
Crossing my arm to my che-st, I finally broke the awkward silence.
âNow that weâre alone, Letâs talk.â I sm-irked at him.
Itâs game on.
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â Emelianoâs POV. đŹ
There was only one reason why I didnât want Diego to leave, and the reason was plainly because I donât want to be left alone with someone that managed to pave her way into my head since morning.
Rebecca.
I thought I would be able to avoid her today, I thought Iâd be able to get the weird feeling out of my system before the day ended⊠But seeing her now seemed to have doubled that weird feeling.
Diego had been pestering me to tell him why I kidnapped Her sister, turns out Piper told him that I had someone named Rebecca in my custody and she happens to be Rafaelâs other daughter.
And seriously, I couldnât answer that question anymore, if someone were to ask me why I kidnapped Rebecca, I would have given them the exact answer⊠But now, I donât even know why Iâm holding her down anymore- I mean, Marcos has alre-ady gotten married to her sister, there was actually nothing I could do about it anymore.
So why the hell is Rebecca still in the picture?
Why canât I just let her go?
Am I still doing this for revenge, or something else?
I shook my head off the weird thoughts and looked over at Rebecca. âYou and whoever helped you escape is in big trouble.â
âI escaped on my own, so that leaves only me.â She said, moving closer to my table.
âIf you escaped on your own, why didnât you just run away?â
âWell, I wouldnât want my father to be left without a single dollar, and my mother without a job and a home⊠And I sincerely want April to get her happy ending. â
Nice, she was throwing my threats to my face.
With a gro-an , I sat back on my chair, pretending to be looking for some papers, I could feel Rebeccaâs eyes on me, but I choose to ignore her.
Taking her seat in front of me, Rebecca scoffed. âNo apology today? I was actually expecting you to feel guilty for what you did to me yesterday.â
âPoint of correction, what you let me do to you. â I said without looking up.
âWhatever⊠Actually, I c@mÂŁ to ask you something.â
For some unknown reason, my heart picked up an unhealthy pace.
âIâm not answering any questions from you,â I picked up the office line. âIâm calling someone to take you back to the mansion, I donât want you here.â
She leaned forward and gr@bbÂŁd the telephone from me, throwing it to the ground and causing it to break into bits and pieces . âWhat the hell!â I asked, trying to sound as scary as I could, but she wasnât buying it.
It was like all my tactics of being a stone cold man wasnât affecting her as much as it affected people around me.
âYouâre not going to call anyone.â She simply said.
âAnd who are you to decide?â
She shrugged. âIâm nob©dy. Now, to my questions.â
I gritted my teeth in annoyance. âIf youâre about to ask me why I k!$$ÂŁd you last night-â
âReally? Are you still thinking about that stupid k!ss?â
My eyes wi-de-ned in surprise⊠She isnât thinking about it?
âNo Iâm not, why would I think about it?â I lied.
That was all I could think about since morning.
âAnyway, it has something related to the k!ssthough⊠Um⊠Iâve been thinking about a lot of things ever since you called me a s–t-â
I sighed. âRebecca I-â
âLet me finish,â she st©pped me from talkingâŠ
That feeling of guilt swept throu-gh me when I saw the look on her face as she said the word âs–tâ
âBut first, let me ask my question⊠Is there a brothel around here somewhere?â
What?
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â Rebeccaâs POV đŹ
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âA brothel?â
The look on Emelianoâs face was priceless. I tried so ha-rd to st©p the crook smile that was begging to tug at myl-ips, he had this look of surprise, shock, guilt, worry and mostly, confusion.
I straightened on my seat. âYeah, A brothel, like a home where sluts sell their b©dy to-â
âI know what a brothel is, why are you even asking me this?â He asked me.
âWell, you see- um, last night when you called me a s–t, I did some real thinking,â He sighed, but I ignored him and continued.
âSo, I was like, why let people t©uçh me for free when I can earn good money like every other s–t out there. Come to think of it, Iâm cheap⊠So, next time you feel like getting it on with me, it doesnât cost much-â
âSt©p! Just st©p it okay?â He looked frustrated now, maybe he wasnât so bad after all.
âWhy? I mean, Iâm just trying to live up to your-â
âI didnât mean to call you a s–t⊠It just sli-pped-â
âYeah it sli-pped as well as the other times you called me a LovePeddler.â
He looked surprised.
âYes Emeliano- you think I donât know the meaning of guarra? Itâs Mexican for LovePeddler. So I donât think it sli-pped.â
âThereâs a difference, last night I called you a s–t because I was angry, the other times-â
âWhy? Why were you angry?â I asked him, hoping he would finally open up to me, which is actually a very long sh0t.
âI got a really bad news last night, and I wasnât really in a good mood, you showed up and I re-leased my anger on you, because,â he paused. âJust forget it.â
âNo, I nee-d to know why you were angry. was it because of Marcos?â
His eyes snapped to mine in a moment, which only confirmed that it was indeed because of Marcos.
âNo.â He lied.
âHis wife?â
He clenched his jaw and looked away from me. âNo.â He said again.
I relaxed back on my seat, studying his movements. âAre you and Marcos having this drift because of a woman?â
âWhere the hell are you getting all these as-sumptions from? Itâs nothing like that, Marcos and I have been on each otherâs nÂŁÂąk since we were kids, no woman caused this.â
âSo why the hell are you holding me hostage?â
âWhy the hell does it feel like youâre interrogating me.â
Silence.
âIâm not interrogating you, Iâm simply asking you a question.â
He remained silent for a while.
âWhy are you asking me a question you alre-ady know the answer to? Youâre only here because you disrespect-â
âOh plea-se Emeliano- why donât you st©p lying to yourself! No one just abducts anyone simply because they disrespected them in public and that too, for fourteen days⊠Iâm here for something else and I know that⊠So why donât you just do us a favor by letting me in on what the hell is really going on.â I let out a shaky breath as I studied his expression, he had a frown etched to his brows.
âListen Rebecca, I told you before and Iâll tell you again⊠Youâre not here for something else , youâre only here because you humiliated me in public and Iâm using you to set an example for everyone else who dares to forget their status.â
I raked my hands throu-gh my hair in frustration. I donât think he is willing to tell me anything for now.
âThereâs someone else in the picture Emeliano, and Iâm not really buying your stupid story! I know what is going on here, you are in love with my sister, April .. and youâre just jealous because sheâs married to Marcos, and you want to get to her by holding me hostage. Correct me if Iâm wrong.â
He had this look of confusion on his face as he looked lost for words. âYouâre getting it all wrong.â
âOh really? Correct me.â
He remained silent.
âYouâre using me to get to April arenât you? Why? What did she do to you? Was it because she got married to Marcos or is there something else involved?â
âYou donât know what youâre saying Rebecca, Iâm not in love with April , why would you even think that- and so far, all youâve said is bull$h!t!
None of it is related to you being here, so st©p acting like weâre in some Hollywood show where thereâs always something behind every problem⊠Iâm not in love with April, never was and never will beâŠ
This has nothing to do with you, so st©p ma-king yourself feel important, cause as a matter of fact, youâre not.â
Donât let it get to you, heâs just saying this because he wants you to cry and back out. I repeated that thought over and over again.
âYouâre lying.â I said.
âIâm not lying! You know what? Iâm done with you trying to boss me around like youâre the one in control⊠Iâm the one In control! Iâm the only who is supposed to have the last words here! Iâm the one you should obey! Iâm the one whoâs capable of ruining your life-â
âLike you havenât done that alre-ady.â I murmured, loud enough for him to hear.
Actually, my sÂŁntence shut him up from his villain speech.
We just sat there staring at each other.
I didnât really know it would turn out this way, I mean, I really wanted him to open up to me- but what if he was right? What if I was just ma-king as-sumptions? What if I wasnât really important?
But Iâm not re-ady to give up on my theory⊠Just not yet.
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