BILLIONAIRE SLAVE CHAPTER THREE

Billionaire slave 

Chapter 3

(Meant to be)

As Amelie let go of Johnsons hands, it was evident that the horrible marriage she found herself had deprived her of the love every young lady could ask for

Her whole life was tangled and she had begun to accept fate, she has never been in close contact with any other man since she married Jason

He ruled the marriage with an iron fist and he was ever ready to deal with any attempt of unfaithfulness from her side, there is a popular saying that he who bites does not want  to be bitten back. 

He filths around with every girl he wanted but he was always on the lookout to ensure his wife never does same. 

Amelie walked into the house slowly, dragging her foot behind her, she knew the consequences of what her father in-law did in the hospital, she was dead scared of what Jason was going to do to her.

"Hope you are happy now" Jason said stopping her tracks, she stood at the button of the state case for some seconds where she waited for the next words of Jason before she took her first step up the stairs again

"You embarrassed me before my boys!" Jason Thundered from his seat in the sitting room, she was too weak for this, she needed to lay down but the monster she married had gone rogue again.

"Jason please can....." Shut your mouth! Jason shouted at the top of his voice, he was already on his feet.

He moved from the sofa where he stood and took calculated steps towards her at the stair case, she began to make her way upstairs immediately, from the look of things

It was clear that someone was going back to the hospital

And when times like this were upon them, she was always the one ending up at the hospital bed laying lifeless

She had to act fast, she kept taking steps upstairs protecting herself, she still felt the pins of the last clash between them, her head aches and another experience like this was the last things she wanted as it stands. 

Jason stopped, and tuned toward the bar, he took out a bottle of whiskey and pooped it open, he took another glance at her on the stair case and began to gulp the drink directly from the bottle.

Amelie waked into the room she shared with Jason, she made for the big mirror, Jason had it replaced, that was where she collided her head 

She looked at her self-standing before the mirror, she gave herself a weak smile that came out with tears, her heart was shattered.

Same as her thoughts, they were shattered,  life was just too complicated for her, all of these were clearly too much for her to bear, and she was not ready to continue with it

She knew she needed to act fast, or else, she will be meeting her maker sooner than she expects, she lossened the knot of her dress and let it fall slowly to the ground, revealing her curves, she was clearly a beauty to behold

she turned to make for the bathroom and she saw Jason standing at the door with the whiskey in his hands

He looked hazardous, he smiled at her and moved outside the room, 

Her heart beat was already on the increase, she turned to go finish up her business in the bathroom when her phone began ringing, she made for it and when she saw the caller, her expression turned soar immediately, she switched of the phone and went into the bathroom

The last person she wanted to speak to at the moment was her mother, her heart was bitter towards her, the was the bedrock of all the troubles she was currently soaked in.

Sounds of water rushing could be Heard from the bathroom, the door opened and closed slowly behind Amelie as she walked into the room

Jason laid on the bed covered with the duvet, the steam from the hot bath she just had saturated the whole room making the air thick and sweet

She used the towel to dry the water from her body with the other towel wrapped round her bosom covering her up, she dropped the wet towel and made for her wardrobe when Jason spoke up

"Come join me here" he said 

"Join you where?" she asked trying to h0ld back her laughter " you must be a joker" she continued as she made to get her clothes

Jason jumped up from the bed immediately

He was naked all these while and he used the duvet to cover himself up, the sight looked scary, his manhood was standing strong and erect ready to pounce in another potential victim

 He looked drunk and Amelie knew she was in for another round of trouble, what a battered beast he was, this was same lady that just got discharged from the hospital few minutes ago he grabbed her by her arm and pressed himself on her

her towel dropped, and now they were both naked, tears began to flow down her eyes, she felt him insert his hands into her, as he begins to roam his fingers inside her while he moaned, she could not believe he enjoyed it

At this moment it became evident to her that she had married the Devil himself, he kept her pressed to the wall, removed his hands from between her legs and threw her on the bed forceful

This was one of the un-numbered times he will be having sex with her like this, it was a horrible thing, the slaps, the push, the force and all, she tried to struggle, but he was too strong to be over powered

 She let out a loud shout for help, at least that was all that she could think of at the moment that the God the parish priest always talked about would send someone to her rescue

He said if they believed, he would send them help in times of trouble,  he smelled of alcohol, he gave her the first slept as she tried to take his hands off her breast, the slap was life threatening as it sent cold into her head

 She was trying to recover from the pain in her head and here she was receiving multiple slaps, she let it slide

 she had no choice than to let him have his was, every single resistance was defended by a violent slap because he was rough, he man handled her, she laid there as he inserted himself into her

 It was horrible but was never new to her, she was that same girl, the same Amelie, forced by her mother to marry a monster and here she was facing the consequences of those actions

She had a bright future ahead of her, she wanted to be a social activist and fight against the dictatorship of the rich over the poor in the American society, but here she was, nobody came to her rescue, as if this was how it was all meant to be.

The room door suddenly flung open and Johnson walked in sharply, he was putting on a white singlet and jean trouses

He moved swiftly toward the bed going to rescue Amelie form the dyeing grip of her husband, he held Jason and threw him from off her

She was bleeding seriously and in tears, Jason stood up almost immediately and made for the bottle of whiskey he drank earlier

he broke it instantly on the tilled floor and made to end Johnson with it, but like the trained guard and driver he was

Johnson was quick to get hold of his hand and pushed him back placing a foot behind him which made him loss balance, he staggered backward and collided with the wall and he fell down unconscious immediately

Amelie was already seated on the bed, with the duvet covering herself she laid in a fountain of her own blood, she had gotten another round of his manhandling again

He was thrusting in and out of her violently, Johnson stood by the bed, she used the duvet to dry up her tears instantly, while her saviour made to reach out to her as Johnson tried climbing on the bed to be with her.

“you killed him” she shouted as she fought from the grip of Johnson who was already sitting on the bed with her, he is not dead” Johnson shouted back trying to calm her down, he got hold of her shivering and held her in a tight embrace, she was shivering in fear, she began to breath heavily and she passed out on his arms. 

The young man sat on the bed with two unconscious people around, and he began to weigh the consequences of his action, he should never had gone out of his room when he heard her scream, that was not the first time, and Jason has always warned them never to interfere whenever any lady shouts from his room

Things just got sore for him as two of Jason’s guard busted into the room, one brought out his pistol immediately pointed at him while the other pulled a call across to Lord Roberts, who will believe his report now