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An Overbearing billionaire
Racheal Dennis.
Chapter 18
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Debby’s POV
L&J hospital….. 6:44pm.
Diego cuts an orange and hands it to me… I just finished taking the drugs precribe-d by the doctor.
“Thank you”
“You’re welcome, baby!”
I rolled my eyes but didn’t bother to correct him, it’s no use correcting him cause he doesn’t listen.
I gr0@nfor the hundredth time as I glanced at the wall clock.
“Diego, it’s late… aren’t your parents gonna worry about you?” I asked.
“Debs, st©p worrying yourself. It’s not as if he’s causing trouble for you” Anna said.
Diego blinked his eyes innocently.
“Right…. I am a good guy!”
I sighed and la-id back on the be-d quietly. You can say I’m worried about him… Diego.
Diego is not causing trouble for me but he’s about to cause a very big trouble for himself…. Andre is coming and when he sees Diego here, I can’t say what he’s gonna do.
With Andre’s temperament, he might alre-ady beat Diego to pulp before listening to any explanation.
I don’t know what happened but I suddenly choked on my spit and start coughing. Diego quic-kly reached for a glas-s of water beside him….. pu-lls me up a little feeds me the water.
“WHAT THE fv¢k!!”
My eyes grew wi-de and I choked on the water this time….. Andre?!
Within the twi-nkling of an eye, Diego is pu-ll-ed off me and I hear him gr0@npainfully.
“How” punch “you” punch “t©uçh” punch “my” punch “Angel?!” Punch punch.
I quic-kly got off the be-d and rushed towards Andre…. I hvgged him from behind and he st©ps abruptly, his fist hanging in the air.
“Let go of me, Angel” he growled.
“Honey, plea-se calm down!” I cooed him.
Anna rushed to Diego and help him up… I peeped at Diego and wince. Andre did a number on his face, his once cute face is now a mess.
“Sorry, Angel, I’m not gonna listen to you this time… I’ll kill him for k!ss!ngyou!” He roared pointing f!ngersat Diego.
I frown but didn’t let him go…. k!ss!ngme?!
Realization dawned on me, with our posture, standing by the door one might mistake us k!ssing. That is what Andre saw.
“Honey, we weren’t k!ssing, I choked and he was just helping me with water” I explained.
He turns to face me, my arms still wra-pped around his w@!st.
“You weren’t k!ssing?” He asked searching my eyes for God knows what.
“No… Look at him, he’s just a kid… He’s like my younger brother!”
He stays silent and continue searching my eyes.
“So you nee-d to calm down, you don’t have to be on alert everytime a guy is around me”
He takes a de-ep breath and exhale slowly….he nods. I ti-ptoe and pe-cks hisl-ips, I take his hand and leads him back to my be-d.
We sat down…. Anna and Diego move closer to us, Diego mas-saging his jaw carefully.
Andre glared at him.
“s£nd him out!” He orders.
“He’s not a threat to you, honey. He’s just a kid… a 19years old”
“I don’t care if he’s 19 or 10… He’s got a d!¢k between his legs and that makes him a threat!”
Diego scoffs loudly and cross his arms across his che-st.
“Now I un-derstand why you save his number as psychopath!” He mutters.
But I heard him and so was Andre, Anna sma-cks the back of his head and I glared at him.
Don’t he knows when to shut up?!
Andre turns to me with a questioning gaze… Like he’s waiting for some form of explanation!
“Er.. Diego, you should go home now… your parents might be getting worried now” I told Diego.
Just then heaven decides to help me, Diego’s phone starts ringing.
He reached for his phone and frown.
“I guess I have to go now…” He stares at me and wi-nk. “Baby… I hope we see again!”
Andre growls warningly clenching his hands.
“Angel, what did he mean?” Andre asked.
I opened my mouth to defend myself but I couldn’t make up the right words…. the perfect lie to be precise.
Anna clears her throat and we turned to her.
“Debby, your b©yfri£ndis here… I think I should head back home now”
She doesn’t even wait for my reply, she’s alre-ady out the door.
Andre held my shoulders and turns me to him….a serious expression on.
“What did that kid mean? What psychopath?” He asked.
I look away from him and chew on my lowerl-ip.
“Give me your phone!”
“I don’t know where it is”
“Angel, don’t get me angry….I said give me your phone!” He keeps a straight face.
But I remain unfazed.
He sigh and reach for his phone, he dialed my number and I g@sp quietly.
My beautiful Angel?! That’s how he saved my number?!
I hear my phone ringing on the table but before I could reach for it, Andre alre-ady did.
Andre stares at the screen and grit his teeth.
“Psychopath?!” He grits out.
I la-id face down on the be-d and hide my face in the pillow.
“Ooh! Someone is so gonna beg for mercy!” He growled in anger.
I turn to beg but he descended on me before I could…. He placed his f!ngersat both sides of my w@!st and begin tickling me.
Never knew laughing could be the greatest form of punishment…. I laughed so ha-rd to the extent my ribs starts hurting.
“Ple…. plea-se… I… I.. am.. so…. rry…”
“You said what? I can’t hear you!” He said still torturing me.
I shake my head, indicating him to st©p but he pretended like he didn’t see it.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Andre…”
“Say I’m the most handsome man ever”
Humph! I could have rolled my eyes but for the torture I am enduring.
“You are…. the most hand…. some man… ever!” I managed to say.
He lets go of me and I inhale de-eply… I was almost out of breath. He types on my phone a few minutes and turns it to me.
“This is much better!” He said.
“My handsome b©yfri£nd?!” I re-ad out.
He nods and hands it back to me.
“And don’t change it!” He commands…
As if I have the time…. I saved his number as psychopath when I first met him but was too lazy to change it back.
“Angel, I’m mad at you!”
“Why?”
“Why?! You are in a hospital”
“Oh!”
He glared at me.
“Do you know how worried I was driving here? I thought something bad happened to you!” He said genuinely worried.
Hmm… Why do I feel like Andre changed a little bit… like, he’s behaving somehow like a normal human being.
He didn’t say only two or three words like he used to….like a robot…. that’s another improvement.
“Next time if something like this occurs, make sure I’m the first person you call”
I simply nod. He narrowed his eyes.
“Don’t tell me you weren’t planning on letting me know!”
“I was but….”
“Nevermind…what did the doctor say?”
“Nothing serious, I can leave tomorrow morning!”Nothing serious, I can leave tomorrow morning!”
“Nothing serious? Did she do a thorou-gh test?”
“Yes, I ate too much and had g@stroenteritis”
He sighs. “Ok, I’ll keep you company”
“Keep me company? Like spend the night here with me?”
He nods.
“No, go back home… you’ll get a stiff n£¢k” I told him.
“My Angel is hospitalized, how do you expect me to throu-gh the night… I’ll stay with you”
“But you have work tomorrow!”
“Tomorrow is saturday, no work!”
I didn’t argue with him no more. We stayed in silence when his words repla-yed in my head.
Tomorrow is saturday… perfect day to carry out my plan.
“Right!” We said at once….I laughed lightly.
“You first, Angel”
“Do you have plans for tomorrow?”
He does a little thinking. “No”
“Ok, I want us to go on a d@t£”
“A d@t£?”
“Hmm.. it’s not really a typical d@t£, but it’s still a d@t£”
Shopping doesn’t count as d@t!ng, right.
“Ok….” he st©ps and frown. “But I wanted you to meet with Michael’s wife tomorrow”
“Michael? Who’s Michael?”
“My friend… he’s got some issues with his wife and I promised to let you have a talk with her”
I sighed…. I’d love to help Michael but….
“Andre, I’ve alre-ady scheduled all my plans for tomorrow….can I have that talk with her on Sunday?”
Andre thought about it and nods. He lifts me off the be-d and balanced me on his l@p.
“So,. What’s tomorrow’s plan?” He asked.
“Hmm, let’s see….first, I’ll go fitting at Anna’s by 10am…then we’ll go shopping and visit the sea” I smiled excitedly.
“Visit the sea?” He asked a bit confused.
I rolled my eyes…. he’s just got a new nickname….caveman!
How come he doesn’t un-derstand what I meant by visiting the sea.
“Honey, I mean, I’ll take you to the aquarium!”
“Oh!”
“Oh!!” I mocked him….he pinches my cheek softly.
“Alright then, we’ll do it your way…. sunday you’ll meet Michael’s wife!” He said.
He got up and la-id me on the be-d, then took off his jacket and shoes….. He quic-kly joins me, I just stare at him with my mouth open.
“What are you doing?”
“Sleep!”
“Sleep?!” He nods. “This is a hospital not your mansion!”
“Do I look like I care?”
I gro-an … this guy is something else.
“Sleep, Angel… We’ve got a busy day tomorrow!”
He slams my head on his che-st softly…. I placed my hand on his che-st wanting to resist but feeling his muscles made me change my mind.
I begin to trace them…. I know he’s got muscles but I didn’t know they’ll be this strong.
What a strong man…. I’m so damn lucky!
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Writer’s POV
Thompson’s residence!
Martha sits in the living room, scrolling throu-gh her phone and occasionally glancing at the door…. as if she’s expecting someone.
The door opens and a guy enters, he looked around and smile when he saw no one….. whereas, Martha hides herself in a corner immediately she sees him.
He sneakily walk towards the staircase but st©ps abruptly in his track when he heard Martha’s voice.
“Where are you coming from?” She asked.
He turns with a sweet smile on his face, but quic-kly wipes it off when he sees how serious Martha is.
“Where are you coming from, Diego? And so late in the night!”
He walk towards her and throws his arm around her shoulder.
“Mom, I didn’t stay out late on purpose…. I was saved a damsel who I fell in love with at first sight!”
Martha shakes his arm off her shoulder and pu-lls his ear.
“Diego, I don’t care what made you stay out late! You should remember you are a kid and you staying out at this hour is not allowed in this house!”
Diego winces in pain and held his mother’s hand.
“Mom, mom, mom let go… It hurts”
Martha lets go of his ear and glares at him.
“I have told you not to give your grandma reasons to scold you” she sits on the chair angrily.
Diego squats in front of her and mas-sage her legs.
“I’m sorry, Mom, I was just…..”
“I see the spoilt br@t is back!” Diego tensed hearing his grandmother’s voice.
He stands up slowly and helped his mother up.
His grandma walks down the stairs, glaring daggers at him as she comes down. She st©ps mid way and crossed her hands on her che-st.
“I was wondering why Martha was barking, I didn’t know her worthless son is back!”
Diego bites his ton-gue ha-rd and clenched his fist as he tries ha-rd to refrain himself.
“Diego, this should be the last time you come to this house at such late hour!”
“Grandma, why do you always scold me and insult my mom?! Olivia is far worse than me….. ”
“Shut up, Diego!” Martha cautioned him.
Diego grumbles un-der his breath and marches off to his room.
“Martha! You see the son you brou-ght up?! You see how rude he is?!”
“I’ll caution him, Mom” Martha promised.
“Better do! I won’t accept this behavior from him next time! And when Thompson comes back tomorrow, I’ll make sure he takes back that car from your trash son!”
Martha didn’t say a word.
“Oh, remind me tomorrow…. I’ll meet with Doris by 3pm”
“Yes, Mom!”
Diego’s grandma walks back to her room and slams the door shut.
Martha slumps on the sofa and gr0@nfrustratingly.
*What did I get myself into!* She thought.
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Anna’s POV
I gulp down my tequila and look at the dance floor…. couples grinding against each other.
After leaving Debby at the hospital, I think I’ll be bored going back home…. so I decided to hit the club.
And here I am, on my third bottle.
A shadow towers over me.
“Hello, beautiful… nee-d some company?”
“No! Go away!” I told him.
But he did the opposite, he sits next to me and smiled at me.
“I’m Sean and you’re….?”
“Someone you shouldn’t mess with!”
“Ooh! Feisty, I love it!” He wi-nks at me.
I ignored him and continue gulping my tequila. Seeing how fast I’m drinking it, he takes it from me.
“Hey! Give it back!”
“I know a lot of things you can use this mouth for” he said.
“Huh?!” I frown.
He chuckled.
“How about we take this conversation somewhere else”
I shake my head.
“No! Let’s talk here!”
He didn’t say anything…. Just staring at me quietly.
“I feel like k!ss!ngyou!” He said.
I scoffed…. Why is he asking permission, it’s not as if I’m a vir-gin.
I gr-ab his collar and crashed myl-ips on his…. First, I was the one in control but I don’t know how he managed to gain control.
He opens my mouth and his ton-gue enters, l!çk!ng every corner.
Before I knew it, I’m in his arms and I feel him moving…. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or I’m just blaming it on the alcohol but I feel extremely hor-nyright now.
He gr-abs my blouse Zi-pper and pu-lls it down.
I feel him drop me on a soft surface… without breaking the k!ss.
His hand goes un-der my blouse and gr-abs my brea-st… I didn’t wear any br@.
He leaves my mouth and attack my n£¢k, b!tt!g and su-cking on my soft sp©t.
Soft m0@n s escapes my throat.
His other hand goes to my lower b©dy and his f!ngersfind way into my ti-ght…. we-t…. h0t pvzzy.
The adrenaline was too strong for me to comprehend what exactly is going on… All I want is for him to keep tou-ching me.
Slowly, my eyes becomes heavier and heavier…. the