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The Contracted Heart of the Billionaire Heir Chapter Forty-three
Slowly waking up, I could feel someone's hand weighing me down.Spinning around, I turned to see that it was a familiar feminine body.Rose's dark hair was spilled across the white sheets, fanning it like a decoration. The movement of my body must have alerted her that I was awake because her fingers ran over my body, creeping downward.Immediately I reached down to grab her hand, placing her forefinger between my teeth as I pinched her lightly.Giggling under the sheets like a naughty schoolgirl caught doing something bad, Rose wrapped her legs around my thighs.Without saying anything, I already knew what she wanted unfortunately I was going to have to turn her down.“Not now, you little vixen,” I murmured, facing her fully.Instantly the sheet came down to reveal her face, the corners of her lips turned into a sad look. “Why not?” She started, whining in that annoying tone that I hated. “You know I can't get enough of you, sexy beast!”As always her words didn't fail to flatter me
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David's POVGlancing at my rearview mirror, I slid down the chair in fear, one eye fixed on the mirror.Is that…?I was so afraid that I nearly came out of my skin when a man burst into laughter as he passed my car making me hit my head against the steering wheel.Fuck!My face turned red in embarrassment, scrubbing a hand down my beard as if somebody was looking at me. I tried to remain composed as if nothing got to me. The person I thought was a hitman or a private detective sent to follow me turned out to be a regular civilian. I should know… I watched him for over four hours.This has to stop or else, I will slowly drive myself crazy for fear of being caught out.As the week wore on, I couldn't help but shake off the feeling that Donald was up to something.During board meetings, conferences, or a public gathering, I could feel Donald's intense gazes at me when he thought I wasn't watching.Try as I might to act unaffected, deep down…it deeply shook me.It was a little bit ironic
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David's POV “Is this all?” I asked Jake, a representative of King Boss, the man that I recruited for his services for the offshore account dealings. I had to search far and wide before I got close to him, especially since I needed something discreet but legitimate at the same time.His services were quite expensive but one payment from Donald was enough to cover the fee, and even extra.Jake nods, annoyingly chewing his gun. “All the documents are complete, if you aren't sure then you can cross-check.”I wasn't sure if he was daring me or not, especially with the looking his eyes. I did know one thing though, it would be a slap on his face to start cross-checking the document in front of him. It would mean that I was indirectly insulting King Boss to be unserious, and it's not in my best interest to piss off a criminal boss.“No, it's fine. Thank you.” I shifted around on my foot uncomfortably. Aside from Jake's scary demeanor, meeting in the early hours of the morning in a dark alle
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David's POV We retreated into the living room where my suspicions proved correct. She had work files scattered on every inch of available space, they were papers, coffee mugs and empty wrappers of protein bars piled up in a circle where she must have been sitting before she got up.“What the hell is going on?” Rose was furious, her arms folded across her chest. Her mouth was a thin slash in her face as she glared at me.Meanwhile, I was focused on her chest. Her actions had only pushed them up, making me all too aware that she was wearing nothing underneath it. “Is there a reason why you're sneaking around in my house at…” she trails off, glancing at the wall clock. “....past one in the morning?”“Rose, I need you to calm down.” I urged, aware of how erratic she can get. “I can explain, please.”Waving her hand, she said. “Start explaining because this is crazy! Are you stalking me or something? How did you even get into my house did you break in?”I stopped her before she started g
The Contracted Heart of the Billionaire Heir Chapter Forty-seven
Donald's POV After a couple of days of resting and grieving George, I got back to work.It was honestly a welcome reprieve for me, taking my mind off things.A week passed by with no funny interactions from anyone, my business dealings went smoothly and even though Rose and I were still on the outs because of her attitude towards my grandfather's death, I was complacent with everybody else.I even managed to get the receptionist to go to dinner with me ....so far so good, things were looking up despite the occasional reminders and pangs of pain that come when I remember George.I suppressed it, of course, not ready to go through that pain.I got no complaint from David, especially since the checks were going through, so imagine my surprise when one faithful Tuesday morning, he accosted me at the parking lot when I was getting down from the car. “Meeting at your office during lunch hour, clear your schedule!” He barks at me, before sprinting towards the entrance.I was befuddled at h
The Contracted Heart of the Billionaire Heir Chapter Forty-eight
Donald's POV David's statement only made me feel like a cornered animal and I was desperate for some form of peace.I wanted to tell Rose about what David was doing to me but honestly, I didn't think she would care.Situations in the company have thrown us together at various times but she either acted like she didn't know what was happening or talked strictly about business affairs. It was so strange that sometimes I had to confirm whether George was truly dead or maybe I had dreamt up the whole thing.I remembered one time during a lunch break when everybody had gathered, Rose walked in to speak to Anita, one of the interns about something and she made her way across the room to where I was standing.Rose practically ignored me until I instigated the conversation.“Hey, how are you doing?”She pretended to be surprised. “Oh, you're talking to me now?”“I don't understand… weren't we talking before?” I was genuinely confused.She just rolled her eyes upward at the ceiling. “What do
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Donald's POV Racking my brain, I tried to think of what to do to convince Rose that I was being legit.The only thing that was committing my mind was to talk to Ricardo.“Go on then, if you're ‘rich’...” she raised her fingers up to denounce the quotes. “Then prove it to me.”At this point, she was practically daring me so while staring at her, I scrolled through my contacts calling Ricardo. As usual, his line rang long before he picked up.I made sure to put it on speaker so Rose could overhear our conversation.“Hey, Ricardo. Could you answer a question for me? Can you do that now or are you busy?” I say with authority, watching Rose smirk at me. I'm quite certain that she thought it was a ruse.“For my favorite client, I am never busy.” Ricardo purred.“Good. I have someone here with me who doubts my inheritance and the large amount of assets that have come into it. Can you prove it to her that it's true?” “Of course sir, where should I start from….?” Ricardo droned on and on ab
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Donald's POV If I had thought that the harsh way I spoke to Rose would have been enough to deter her, I was wrong.The next week that followed was filled with surprises. Rose kept showing up at my door with various gifts, all trying to say the same thing…that she was sorry.At first, I was irritated at the way she was coming on to me but as time went on, I grew to see it from another perspective. It almost felt like payback for everything that I've gone through but in a good way.With this new mindset in place, I welcomed everything with a smile, scarfing down the chocolate and food and reading the cards that she placed but I made sure to stamp my refusal on every given opportunity, not wanting to raise her hopes.It was amusing to see how quickly her mood would change when that happenedSometimes she would offer to bring food to my office help me with my clothes or set documents up if I was too busy. These were things that I was particularly begging her to do during the duration of
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Donald's POV The ‘beep beep’ of the monitors woke me up from my deep slumber.I open my eyes slowly to meet the white, sterile ceiling of a hospital. I knew it was a hospital because it had that familiar disinfectant smell to it…also because it makes sense, given the fact that I was shot at three times a couple of hours before and yeah, I remember every bit of that story.It was like a clip of a very bad movie except this happened to me, the distant yet eerily familiar feeling of being shot invaded my senses and I had to inch my hand up to see if I could check out the wound. “I wouldn't advise you to do that.” A pretty blond nurse wearing scrubs walked in, a clipboard in her hand.“Hel…Hello..” I croaked out, realizing that my throat was as dry as a desert.She must have come to the same realization because she walked over to my bedside, reaching for a cup of water and she handed it over to me.I greedily slurped it down like a greedy man dying of thirst, only stopping when I emptie
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David's POV Just like I expected, the media circus around Donald's death blew out of proportion.As I'm packing my bags, the entire area in which Donald was shot had been taped off by the police.Apparently they were opening a case into the incident, searching for who shot him.I would like to feel relaxed on that point but it's just my luck that the homeless guy I usye turned out to be something else.For the rest of the day, I kept on trying his number but he never picked up soon enough, the number became unavailable which I took to mean that he had either discarded of it or he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. When Boone asked me about the progress report, I lied to him stating that I had taken care of the homeless guy but I knew it was just a matter of time before the police found him and he blurted out the truth…which was why I was booking the next available flight and getting the hell out of this cursed city.The moment I left the borders of the city and I was on my
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RoseTo think that it was Donald's death that brought me and my family together, it was mind boggling to say the least.I received the call from my sister early the next morning and to say I was surprised, is an understatement.“Hello, Tanya. Wh-hat's going on?”She was breathing heavily which made me worried. “Have you seen the news, Rose?” She asked.My brows furrowed in confusion. “The news?” I repeated. “No. What news? I'm just waking up!” I say, flipping the covers away from my body so I reach for my laptop.Suddenly the speaker went mute as I could only hear muffled words float through. it seems like she was talking to someone else.I ignored her, checking up on the latest news.I quickly scanned through a number of them, realizing that no one stood out to me. “Tanya, I don't know what I'm supposed to be looking at here but nothing is making sense to me. Can you talk to me and tell me what happened? Is it Mom or Dad? Are they okay?”Immediately, my mind jumped into the worst sce
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RoseI knew the exact moment I fell for David all over again was when I heard the words, ‘you’re free to go’.That faithful Tuesday morning, I was laying face up on my cot, thinking of new ways to distract myself from a boring and predictable day when the buzzer sounded.Unlike the last time when I ignored the guard, I turned around to look at him but this time he wasn't holding a tray of food in his hands.He had the bunch of keys in his hands and he was walking slowly towards my room, an unpleasant in his eyes.“Hey, you. Get up!” He boomed loudly, startling me.“I was already up…” I grumbled, flipping my legs around the tiny cot. “Where's my food?”He didn't respond, only grunted and shoved me not too gently toward the bars, handcuffing me. “Move!” He ordered and I obeyed, shuffling my feet.We did the same walk routine, similar to when I visited Donald but this time…it seemed different.“Where are we going?” I twisted my head around to ask him but he just shoved my head forward.W
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David's POV Contrary to what Donald thought, I was right there behind him the whole time.He was so easy and gullible. Just one mention of Rose and he came running exactly like I thought.All I needed to do was play the pity card and he sucked it up like a starving man drinking water.It was quite hilarious if I was being honest.I wanted the first location, simply because it would be easier to dispose of him when the homeless guy was done with the job but Donald being a hard ass…he insisted we change it, probably suspicious of my actions. Well, at least he was smart… just not too smart to avoid dying though.My phone buzzed with a text.Donald: Where are you?Me: I'm right behind you. I'll be there soon.When I sent the text, I burst into laughter, muffling the sound.I kept checking my watch, waiting for the homeless guy to show up. This was not the agreement. He was supposed to be here a couple of minutes ago, do the job the moment Donald showed up and get out of here.I gritted
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Donald's POV I was woken up by my phone buzzing needlessly.Groaning, I twisted around in bed to reach for the phone only to see a name I never thought I'd see flash across my screen.Immediately my eyes flew open, sleep deserting my mind and I nearly jumped out of bed.Wait, why the hell was David calling me?To make matters worse, shortly after the call ended he dropped the text followed by another.David: Hi, I know I'm the last person you want to talk to right now but I need your help. David: Please respond, it's urgent.I debated, responding, wanting to shrug it off but I sat up on the bed so I could think logically.From the little I've known and observed about David, I know that he's a snake and he's very cunning, always thinking three steps ahead of everyone else which is why it bothers me so much that he's texting me.What the hell does he want from me?While I was contemplating on whether to pick up or respond to his text messages, he sent another.David: Please.Because I
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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Four
David's POV “Hey guys, do you have any news yet?” I asked barging into the basement. All through the night, I could barely sleep a wink as I tossed and turned, my brain producing new ways on how to help Rose.After I went to visit her, I became spurred on to double down on my efforts and for the past two days, my team and I have been up through out the night, working tirelessly on breaking into David firewalls.At this points, I didn't care about whether it was illegal or not, all you wanted to do is to get Rose out of that filthy place.“We don't have any leads yet.” Shawn spoke up. “We still haven't gotten those parts that we needed and decrypting the messages by hand is taking us way longer than it should. At this point, we'll probably get done by the end of the year.”Groaning, I slapped my hands over my face. “That's not going to work. You're sure there's no other way to get this going faster?”If I could get my hands on some incriminating messages that David exchanged with his
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David's POV Popping a chewing gum, I sucked it back in, tapping my feet impatiently on the brakes.I decided to make use of Boone's advice, doing the extra work to cement the plan that I have already started and that begins with…A loud honk from a passing car jolted me out of my thoughts and I popped my head out, raising my middle finger as a response.“Fucking asshole!” I muttered under my breath, stealing a glance at my watch. It's been over an hour and this guy is nowhere to be found.He's got to know that he's playing with his life.I am a gentle and mannered man until I was pushed to the wall forced, to do certain things…one of which is to make good on the threats I told him.A couple of days before I decided to meet with the homeless man who placed the tip in the police station for the cops to find, I spent some hours out of my day to watch him and like clockwork he always appeared at the same time every day.It was tad boring and predictable but it saved me time to look for h
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RoseThe minutes turned into hours and the hours into days, each day more horrible than the last.My nightmare of being trapped in here was slowly coming to pass and I was too helpless to do anything to stop it.Reaching out to my family wasn't an option and none of the guards agreed to let me use their phone to make one more call to Donald, leaving me stranded.The food was probably the good thing about the place.I don't know who the chef is but he's doing a really good job of keeping me happy…temporarily though.I sighed for probably the hundredth time, staring vacantly at the ceiling.You know, when you first have your freedom taken away from you, you think that the first few hours or days at the worst but it's not. It's actually quite easy because there is a list of ways you can distract yourself but as the day grows longer, that's when reality sets in and the sadness begins.The possibility that this could become your new normal starts to haunt you and in as much as your mind w
