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âWait.â
I said to Greta, who had helped me unpack against my own will. She st©pped right at the door and turned to me, I could see that she felt very bad for me, but I nee-ded answers and I was gonna get them.
âYes maâam?â
âJust call me Becca,â I told her. âI nee-d to know who this Emeliano is, who is your boss really?â I asked her.
She raised her brows and gave me a small smile. âSir Emeliano is everything. If you really want to know more about him, you can check the internet, there are so many interviews and stories about him.â
âI donât want to rely on the internet⊠I nee-d something real⊠I nee-d to know what Iâve gotten myself into. Is he going to kill me?â
âNo- of course not, Sir Emeliano is all things but a killer.â
I gave a sigh of relief at that.
âHeâs just a really busy man that demands respect and orderliness. Iâve said all I could, if you really want to know the Sir, you nee-d to check the internet or ask him. Iâll be back up to call you for dinner⊠You nee-d to freshen up.â
âI donât want to stay here.â I sounded defeated.
âIâm afraid itâs not your choice. Iâll inform you when dinner is re-ady . â She gave me a small smile and walked out, closing the hvge door behind her.
Immediately, I brou-ght out my l@pt©p and began to find anything I could, I just glanced throu-gh different articles about him.
Emeliano Alfredo. The youngest CEO in Orlando, one of the riche-st man in the world, he was known for his good looks and intelligence- there have been some rumors of him being p@rt of a royal family- explains the castle like mansion. There was actually no rumor about him ever d@t!nganyone, but there was a small issue about him having an affair with a married woman, Camilla Schmitt. The wife of a competing company.
There was also some talks about him being the most ruthless man to ever exist- it was apparent that people feared him.
He was also an important person in Orlando, he bought so many companies here, including the Lewis empire. No wonder he threatened me with so much confidence!
There was also a complaint issued against him, but the cops didnât pursue him, seeing that he was stinking rich and could buy the whole sheriff station and their loyalty.
âI am the cops.â Thatâs why he was so sure of himself!
Immediately, the door opened and a male worker c@mÂŁ inâŠ
gr-abbing my l@pt©p and the purse where my phone was.
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â I stood up and rushed to the worker who was alre-ady ma-king his way to the door without an explanation.
âYouâre not allowed to use any device. These will be returned to you after 14 days.â The man said.
âWhat! You canât do that!!!
âItâs the orders.â He simply said and then he rushed out of the room like he was afraid to stay any longer.
Why didnât I just call home? I was free for some minutes to call home, instead of doing that, I went to surf the freaking internet.
âIâm so stupid!â
I looked around the room, it was hvge, with a king sized be-d in the room and a hvge couch at the side.
I canât let myself be trampled on like this! Iâll stay here and wait for him to come inside his room, that bastard is going to get an ear full from me.
In the meantime, I walked to a hvge door which I suppose was the entrance to the bathroom. Opening it, my eyes wi-de-ned and my jaw dropped! This was another paradise! There was an area for a gigantic shower bath, there was also an area for a bathtub bath, and in that same bathroom, there was an area for a jacuzzi tub!!! What the actual heaven?!! I was impressed by this, I mean, who wouldnât be?
I really felt like having a bath but- no, I wonât let myself get comfortable. I shut the door.
I wonât let this house impress me so much! Iâm going to stand my ground, and Iâm going to get out of here. No matter what.
I paced in the room for what seemed like hours, thinking of ways to get out of here. Whatever Emeliano had planned for me, I donât want to get to know it- in fact, I donât want to think about it.
Something told me that whatever He was planning wasnât good, he said something about using me to pulp! Did he mean that S-xually? Fear began to rise in my che-st, I havenât been that inti-mate with a man before, my b©yfriÂŁnd; Mason and I never really had any inti-mate moment, maybe it was because we were too busy with work, all we ever did was k!ssand hold hands- boring, I know, but I loved him, that was all that mattered right?
Although Iâd always imagine myself having S-x and more with him, but they were all just imaginations. Mason would be trying to reach me now, God, I have to get my phone!
The sound of the door opening made me turn around, I saw Emeliano, walking in, he looked quite different from earlier, his hair was a little bit we-t and he had changed into casual wear. He looked really h0t, I could feel my stomach jumping and my pulse raising with awareness.
âWhy are you still in the same clothes?â He asked me.
I folded my hands to my che-st and glared at him. âYou must really be a fool to think that Iâve finally given up! Iâm not staying here with you, I want to go home now!â
âSeriously? I didnât think youâd be this difficult.â He said with a blank expression.
âOh, you havenât seen anything yet, pretty boy! I will not rest until I get out of here, and I donât appreciate the fact that you rid me of my devices, that was so uncalled for!â
âItâs the rules.â
âscre-w the rules!â
His eyes wi-de-ned, âD–n⊠I didnât know you speak so bluntly- for a well cultured, innocent church girl, you have a big mouth, I hope you can size me up.â
My jaw dropped low when I took note of what he was implying.
âYou are such a per-vert! I would never-â
âTrust me, youâd never want to st©p when you start.â
âSt©p this madness! Iâll never s–k you off! Never ever ever! Get that Into your thick head!â
âWhy? Itâs not like you havenât done it before, you have a b©yfriÂŁndright? Mason?â
âYou really are a stalker! And for your info, Mason and I havenât-â I st©pped myself before I could say something Iâd probably regret. âHavenât been that inti-mate.â I completed.
âAnd you really expect me to believe that?â He asked, amusement was obviously gracing his words.
âYou can think whatever you want, pretty boy! All I know is, I will never put my mouth on your stupid d!Âąk!â
He scoffed, âYou can lie to yourself,
BĂĄmbĂźnĂąâ He made his way slowly to me, âBut I know what I know.â He continued to move closer and closer.
I took few steps back until my back was against the wall, he began to close the distance between us. My heart was beating so ha-rd in my che-st and my skin was getting strange chills.
Why the hell am I feeling giddy all over?
He leaned in and hisl-ips grazed the lower p@rt of my n£¹k and it felt really good, Mason never did that to me- what are you thinking? Are you seriously comparing your kidnapper to your sweet b©yfri£nd? My whole b©dy was aware of our heated clos£ness and it made me feel things at my lower belly, things that made me feel so fudging stupid and dirty!
What the hell are you thinking Becca! Push him away! Push him away now!
But I couldnât, some stupid p@rt in me wanted to feel everything he was doing- what happened to the thoughts of running away? What happened to the thoughts of standing my ground?
âIâve been thinking of ways to punish you for what you did. Looking at you- you donât seem to be affected by house chores or other physical embarras-sing punishment, but then I thought? What would bruise a well cultured church girl to the core? What would break her? What would make her so unhappy and vulnerable? So I decided to change things, I decided to punish you emotionally. So, this is going to be your punishment.â He murmured against my nÂŁÂąk,
âIâm going to torture you until all the pride you have, sl!paway from you. Iâm going to make you beg me to take you, Iâm going to
fuc-k that little ti-ght p**y of yours till youâre swollen and so-re, Iâm going to make you dream of me fvÂąking you, Iâm going to break you so bad you wonât be able to look at up at your b©yfriÂŁnd, you c@mÂŁ in here as a sweet and innocent church girl,â
Is it weird that I was getting turned on by his threats?
Hisl-ips grazed my nÂŁÂąk softly, until he raised his head slowly and look me dead in the eye, my mouth went so dry, I had no words to retort back to him, for the first time in my life, I was speechless. âBut I promise,â he continued. âYouâll leave here as a S-x craved, not so innocent church girl, and guess what?â He sm-irked.
âYouâll have to get prepared, cause I have just 14 days to fulfill these punishments.â
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I didnât go down for dinner.
Like I said, I didnât want to feel comfortable, so I just stayed in Emelianoâs room, standing by the window and thinking of what tonight holds for me.
After Emelianoâs threats, he left the room and told me to come down for dinner, well, me being me, I didnât listen, I just glared at him remaining quiet. My words had left me earlier and my b©dy still reacted to the way he spoke to meâŠ
My b©dy still reacted to his raw words and clos£ness.
I ran my hands up and down my arm, trying to keep myself warm.
How do I get out of here? Is Emeliano really going to hold me down against my will? Will my sister be worried about me? My mom? Dad? Mason?
Will I even be able to attend Aprilâs Wedding? Her wedding was supposed to be six days from now⊠How will I be able to attend it?
Am I seriously going to stay here with Emeliano? For 14 days?
Is he seriously going to do all those things to me? Will I let him?
God, I have to get out of here! I have to leave this hell hole!
But how?
There are guards everywhere? Iâll never make it to the stairs! Or even out the door!
I bit my nails as I paced slowly back and forth.
My stomach grumbled⊠âNo! Not now stomach! You should not be hungry! You have to be patient, weâll get out of here soon enough and Iâll feed you⊠I promise.â
Oh, this is sooo not happening.
âDid you ever have a mental record?â A voice echoed from behind me.
I turned to find Emeliano, raising a brow at me. When did he come in?
âWhat kind of a question is that?â
âYou were talking to yourself⊠I just wanted to know if I kidnapped a psychoâŠâ
âI am not a psychopath. Iâm normal⊠And I donât appreciate you calling me one!â
He sighed and moved to another corner of the room. âWhy do you always have to yell?â His voice resounded around the room.
I wonder what he was doing?
âEver considered the fact that itâs because I donât want to be here?â I retorted.
He c@m£ out and I had to do a double take on him⊠He was wearing black sweat p@n-ts and a black shi-t was in his hands which actually means that he was currently shiftless, and holy hell, boy he was gorgeous⊠Like he had the perfect b©dy and all other manly features!
I tried to st©p myself from staring, but I couldnât, he was just so beautiful.
âWhy do I feel like youâre about to r@pÂŁ me?â Emelianoâs voice broke me out of my trance.
I looked away immediately as my cheeks burned from embarras-sment.
âOh, itâs okay⊠You donât nee-d to feel embarras-sed⊠Iâm all yours to t©uçh⊠For 14 days though. Not many people have the opportunity you have.â He said.
âReally? You donât have to be so full of yourself.â
His face remained expressionless. âWhatever⊠Why didnât you come downstairs for dinner? You disobeyed me.â
âWell, Iâll let you know that I wonât be eating anything until you let me go.â I said, crossing my hands over my che-st.
âListen, BĂĄmbĂźnĂą. I hate disobe-dience⊠Thereâs always a punishment for that. A fatal one.â His voice was dark and ha-rd .
I gulped.
âI donât care⊠I know youâre just bluffing- guys like you donât always go after girls Iike me.â I said.
âThatâs correct- youâre actually nothing to look at.â
I felt myself go red with anger at his words. âSo why donât you just let me go!â
âWell, maybe thatâs because I want to show you what happens when you mess with me! Or maybe itâs because you had the guts to stand up to me in public. Maybe itâs because I feel like keeping you here. But trust me, you can leave if you want toâŠ
Just know that your sister would never ever get married and your father would never be able to boast of a single dollar⊠Or, youâll not even have a business to go back to!â
âYouâre a bastard.â
âI know.â He said, walking to the be-d and lying down on his side. âSo, why donât you be a good girl and come to be-d.â
âNever will I ever sleep in the same be-d as you!â I gritted out.
âToo bad you donât have a choice- or, you can just stand there and Iâll start ma-king some calls, Iâm sure your mother would be able to find a new place by tomorrow.â He threatened.
This bastard.
With a loud huff, I walked to the be-d and got un-der the covers beside him, ma-king sure to leave enough distance between us while I stared at the ceiling with a frown on my face.
âDo you know that so many women would kill to be where you are right now?â He asked.
âWell, Iâm not them.â I retorted.
Suddenly, he was on t©p of me. I fought him but he was stronger. âWhat the hell are you doing?!!! Get off me!!!â
âShut up!â His hand ti-ght£ñed around my wrist as he tried to position them above my head and soon enough, I got tired of struggling.
âplea-se⊠plea-se leave me alone.â My voice c@mÂŁ out soft and defeated.
He was quiet for sometime, just staring at me. âWhy the hell do you have to be so stubborn? I expected you to be the shy, too- scared- to- talk church girl⊠But here you are, talking like youâre in control of the whole situation.â
âSorry to bur-st your bubbles, pretty boy, I wonât just stand back and watch you taunt me! Now, Iâm begging you to get off me.â I said, my voice was shaky but it managed to sound determined.
I was feeling quite uncomfortable with our current position, my b©dy was reacting strangely to it and I donât like it one bit⊠Or do I?
âNow youâre begging me to get off⊠But I give you three days, youâll be the one begging me to get on.â
âIn your dreams.â I retorted.
âDonât piss me off, BĂĄmbĂźnĂą. I hate the way you talk to me-â
âExpect to get more of that, Pretty boy⊠As long as Iâm held captive in this house, Iâll make your life miserable, Iâll make you regret why you ever kidnap me! Iâll make your life a living breathing hell!!! You donât know what youâve gotten yourself into.â I threatened- although I knew it was a long sh0t but- I still know how to frustrate people.
âYou may think you have a say in all this- but I promise you- Iâll make you lose all your words! Iâll make you suffer and beg! I will-â
âBlah blah blah- youâve said it all before.â I sm-irked.
He practically growled. âDonât push me.â
âIf I donât, youâll let me stay here longer. If I do, youâll get tired and let me go.â
âIs that what you think?â
âItâs what I know.â I smiled sweetly at him.
âWell, I guess Iâll have to double your punishment! If you speak harshly to me, or retort back or even think of escaping! Youâll be here for 30 days! And Iâll not hesitate to make your mother homeless and jobless! Same goes for your dad and sister!â
I bit back the harsh response at the ti-p of my ton-gue, but it was pushing itself out. âYouâre a demon!â I gritted out.
He let out a heart st©pping sm-irk. âTrust me, Iâm way worse than one.â
#To_be_Continued