"Jeremy, please, I want to go home," Amber mumbled. "Don't you dare think of leaving this house, we are moving to New York first thing in the morning," Jeremy said. "No, I don't want to go with you, what about my family?" Amber complained. "Forget your family, isn't this what you've always wanted, for us to run away together so we can get married? Besides, I'm keeping you out of jail, you should be grateful to me," Jeremy said. "You're a monster, no woman would want to marry someone like you, you're so evil, I curse the day I met you," Amber shouted, then stomped angrily out of Jeremy's room. ***** Wayne waited for the man outside in his car, and when the man finished his drink he came out of the bar and got on his bike, Wayne following behind. "Bingo!" Wayne shouted from his car as he watched the man enter Jeremy's mansion. Immediately Wayne pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted his men for backup, but he couldn't wait for them, he had to go in first because he wanted
"Where's my little princess, daddy wants you now," Jeremy said as he knocked on the door to Amber's room. "Remember we're leaving for New York tomorrow, let's have some fun before we go," Jeremy teased, trying to open the door, but Amber had locked him out. "Baby! Answer me," Jeremy yelled, but he didn't hear a word from Amber. Wayne was quietly walking down the hallway when he heard someone screaming from upstairs, he quickly ran upstairs, heading in the direction he heard the noise coming from. ***** AMBERS. Amber cried all day, she couldn't imagine a life with Jeremy, she knew how cruel he really was, she wanted to get far away from him, even though she knew she would go to jail, she preferred that to being forced by Jeremy to have sex with her, even when she tried to refuse he would hit her and start calling her names, Jeremy treated Amber like his mistress or rather his slave girl. she knew her life was in danger in Jeremy's hands. So she had to find a way to get away from h
Wayne noticed that they weren't paying attention to him anymore, so he used the back of his head to hit the man's jaw. "Ahhh! Fuck!" The man screamed in pain, the man was about to hit Wayne, at the same time Jeremy was about to pull the trigger to shoot Wayne, but in a split second Wayne turned around, using the man to shield the bullet from hitting him, and instead it went through the man's chest. The man fell to the ground and Wayne immediately turned his attention back to Jeremy. Jeremy pointed the gun at Wayne again, about to pull the trigger again, but Wayne quickly snatched the gun away from Jeremy. He threw it to the ground. "You son of a bitch!" Jeremy yelled, throwing a punch at Wayne, but Wayne caught it instead, and in less than a second from the first punch, Jeremy threw another punch, but instead Wayne caught Jeremy's fist, and then Wayne used his other hand to punch Jeremy in the face, and blood spurted from Jeremy's mouth, Jeremy turned to look at Wayne with ange
The next morning Wayne woke up to his phone ringing, he checked who it was, it was an unknown number. "You son of a b*tch!" It was a female voice. "Hello, who is this?" Wayne asked in confusion. For who could have the audacity to call Wayne and then insult him over the phone without knowing how powerful he was? "You have my son and you ask me who I am? Look, if you lay a finger on my son, I promise you I will ruin your entire life," Wayne recognised the caller as Jeremy's mother. "I'll give you twenty-four hours if you don't release Jeremy." "Go ahead, do your worst," Wayne cut her off, hanging up before she could get any more words out. "Hey, did you just, oh no, that boy doesn't know what he just got himself into," Mrs Caroline turned to look at her husband, Jeremy's stepfather. She was so angry. **** A few weeks later, Wayne was invited to one of the biggest companies in town. They wanted to make a deal with him because all his companies were making more money than the ot
"Mr Rolland, is this who you say is a slave?" One of the men in the room had googled Wayne's profile and his net worth of two point five trillion dollars, including all his billion dollar mansions, private jets, sports cars and private yachts. Mr Rolland was suddenly stunned, regretting his action and knowing how stupid he had been to underestimate Wayne, he began to apologise shamefacedly. "I, I'm sorry, I didn't know, please forgive me," Mr Rolland mumbled. "It's OK, I forgive you," Wayne said, and they all continued with the meeting. Meanwhile, Mr Rolland couldn't forgive himself for being so stupid, and he was silent throughout the meeting. Wayne was on his way when two men on motorcycles drove past his car, Wayne in the driver's seat of his Lamborghini, with two escort cars following behind. The men on bikes almost simultaneously pulled out guns and started shooting at Wayne's car as it drove down the motorway. They kept shooting for about five seconds, but Wayne's car was b
"Where do you think you're going?" The officer glared at Amber with anger. "Please, I can explain," Amber pleaded, knowing how much the officer didn't like her, Amber knew she had made the case worse. "I think you're feeling much better, we don't have to wait another two days, we're putting you behind bars. "Amber, why would you do that? you just made things worse!" Mrs Laurette scolded. They were called to the hospital room at dawn, and just as the policewoman said, Amber had committed another offence by trying to escape, there was no need for Amber to be in hospital, she should be taken into custody. "Please have mercy on my daughter, I heard Wayne is OK now, I'm sure we can forget all that happened, please, my beautiful daughter can't go to jail, it could ruin our little reputation we have left," little reputation Mrs Laurette was referring to the fact that Wayne owed her largest business and also her main source of income, her entire life and wealth now depended on Wayne. Way
"Thank you sir?" Wayne never thought he would ever hear those words from Mr Oliver, they hated him with a passion because he was poor and not fit for Amber, but now that they knew how rich he was, Mr Oliver had to call Wayne sir. "Sir, we need you in the office right away," Wayne received a text message from his personal assistant. "What could be the problem and why did the text seem so urgent?" Wayne wondered. "What's the problem?" Wayne asked Williams his personal assistant, he could see the terrified look on Williams face. "Sir, I think the company's account has been hacked, we just lost the sum of two million dollars in just two hours," Williams muttered. "What!" Wayne asked in bewilderment. "How is that possible? Wayne turned to look at the systems. One thing Wayne was particularly good at was technology, he could tell if the systems had been hacked or if there was some sort of virus. "Our systems have been hacked," Wayne scoffed. "Mrs Courtney wouldn't just give up," Way
Wayne stepped out of the bathroom, but he couldn't see anyone, maybe he was wrong, he thought to himself, suddenly he stepped on something. He bent down to pick it up, it looked like a hair clip, there hadn't been a lady in his room except the maids, maybe it must have fallen off one of their hairs, Wayne thought to himself. Linda ran to her room, she was terrified, Wayne probably wouldn't take it with him if he ever saw her. "God! What am I going to do, how am I going to explain myself?" She mumbled as she paced, she couldn't think of an excuse to give if Wayne called for her. She waited and waited, but no sign of her boss, maybe he hadn't seen her after all. Wayne, on the other hand, changed into his white robe and poured himself a glass of champagne while jazz music played from his built-in speaker. He lay in his bed, relaxed, thinking about all the money he had and how his life had changed from the worst to the best he could ever imagine, he was indeed grateful for everything