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Chapter 11: Asking The Devil For A Favour
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Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 12: The Rival In Love Leaves
Denzel Flynn ****** When the apartment is dead silent and I’m entirely convinced that little rose and Stallon are asleep, I sneak out of my bedroom. I have to wait until midnight to put my plan into motion. I’ve already given our family doctor a call and he will be outside the door in less than ten minutes. I carry my crutch just in case I’m caught and things go downhill. Making my way stealthily towards Ben’s bedroom, I keep an eye out for Stallon. He’s been suspicious of me and it’s a relief to know he won’t be here to put his nose into my plan starting tomorrow. No sounds are coming from their bedroom. I take it as a sign and twist the doorknob. Little rose has always been a heavy sleeper—I hope that hasn’t changed. I put inside one step after the other cautiously. Ben’s little hand is resting in little rose’s grip. Both of them are in a deep slumber. Without wasting any more of my limited time, I walk up to Ben’s side of the bed. It’s my first time watching him in his sleep
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 13: Activity At Ben's Kindergarten (1)
Little rose drives us to Ben’s kindergarten. When we arrive at the building, the place is bustling with people. Little kids are running around with their parents. That is when I notice the guardians with their wards wearing ridiculous costumes. “Ben,” Naomi turns back to look at the little demon in the back seat. “You didn’t tell us about the costumes!” Well, here I was expecting a more ‘physical’ activity. “The teacher did mention that we’ll have to dress up as our hobbies.” Ben’s face is still beaming even though he forgot such a crucial detail. It's admirable how the kid gets lost in his own fantasy. “What am I going to do? We don’t have a uniform.” Little rose panics. My eyes fall on my crutch, and an idea pops into my head. In the backseat, Ben has a bandage around his finger where I had pricked him last night. “Not sure about you, but we’re already wearing a costume.” Little rose doesn’t understand until I gesture towards my crutch and Ben’s finger. “I know!” Ben squ
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 14: Activity At Ben's Kindergarten (2)
We all accompany the teachers to a new construction house behind the kindergarten. It's a two-storey house with necessary furniture, almost ready to live in but appears way too out of place in this neighbourhood. I still have my doubts about this place. However, the children seem to enjoy the game that hasn't even started yet. Beside me, Naomi is tense as well. "Is it even safe?" One of the parent's questions. "Don't worry, Mrs. Martin. The floors are intact. We have surveillance cameras installed in every corner of the house, so there's an infinitesimal chance of anyone getting lost." The teacher, whose name I've come to know, as Mrs. Peterson, explains. "And if by some unfortunate luck, someone gets hurt, Mrs. Scott here will take good care of them." The teacher gestures towards the lady whose white coat Naomi had borrowed. Hers is the only family to challenge us. "So, let’s discuss the rules. We'll scatter and hide the kids all over the house and the parents will have to loo
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 15: A Serial Killer In The House
Naomi West ****** The moment I see Ben held by the ropes and a cloth gagging him, I lose my sanity and attempt to throw my body against the translucent door. However, before my action can emit a sound, Denzel holds my shoulders and draws me back, shoving me onto the dusty ground. My brain is in panic mode, and I instinctively try to fight him off. Tears leave my eyes when he applies his body weight to me and covers my mouth to muffle the noises. "-rose, please, calm down." Denzel leans in and whispers in my ears. I try to fight him off in a feeble attempt, throwing back my hands and legs with force. But he doesn't budge. He keeps murmuring soothing words into my head, but I can barely hear him over my rapid heartbeat. I don't know how, but I have to get to my son. As a last resort, I choose violence. I bit his hand on my mouth with a stinging force. He's startled but doesn't let go. Even when I'm biting into his hand, he uses his free one and caresses my head, running his fi
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 16: The Villain's Backstory
Denzel Flynn ****** After little rose's departure, I steady myself and twist the doorknob. The door gets stuck after a push and the cartons on the other side tumble down. Heisha turns around on alert. In her grip, there's a gun, which she points in my direction. I put up my good hand in surrender, easing it behind my head while the other remains before my torso in plaster. With caution, she steps forward and kicks aside the boxes before pulling the door open. Her hands don't tremble as she aims the gun at my head. She's not a rookie. "I've come in peace." I make it clear. Her nose flares and her eyes focus on my face without blinking. "Get inside." I take one step at a time for my safety, behaving as if she's a fragile cat I do not want to startle. She chases me with her gun until I stop feeling an edge of a table poking in my back. The same table with a sharp dagger. If only I could bend my arm a little. "I see you found me. What's your plan now?" She loads the gun, her fin
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 17: The Lady With Golden Hair
Naomi West ****** Every muscle and inch of my skin has been stinging and scorching since I left the wretched construction house. Neither Denzel nor I were in any shape or form to drive, so we had to ask Jacob to be our driver. The image of Ben tied up and Heisha walking over to him with a rusted blade will haunt me for years to come. By the time I woke up from my slumber, the FBI had already arrested and taken Heisha and her assistant away. Reporters and media surrounded the kindergarten and the house. It was too noisy and scary for Ben, so we snuck out of the back with Jacob’s help. Mrs. Scott and her husband and some other couples were really thankful, even the Walters. At least, they didn’t forget their manners. “You okay, back there?” Jacob asks looking back in the rearview mirror. Denzel is studying my moves as well, and he doesn’t even try to hide his gaze when our eyes meet. He makes me feel so flustered. I stare down at my lap. Ben’s head is resting on my thighs, a
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 18: Another Nameless Parcel
I freeze on my spot near the couch. Feeling panicky, I try to tear the parcel out of his grip, but he withdraws his hand, curiously going over the details on the box. “Why would anyone send a nameless parcel with no return address?” Denzel gazes at the box like it's a mystery that calls to be solved. “I have no idea.” I try to appear as cool and aloof as best as I can. It’s terrifying to imagine what could be inside the box this time, but it’s more worrying to let Denzel find out about it. My heart is ready to explode out of my broken ribs and my nerves are on edge. I need that parcel in my hand like a drug addict who needs a dose of his favourite cocaine to calm down. But instead of just handing over the parcel like a decent man, Denzel proceeds to make my nightmare come to life when he successfully tears off the tape on the box. Not being able to hold back anymore, I sprint and knock the brown box out of his hand. The parcel flies off and lands in front of the door. I remain
Back With The Billionaire's Heir Chapter 19: Barging Into Someone's Home Isn't Legal
Bolting the main door in the hall, I abandon my car keys on a nearby stool. I’m exhausted and in great need of a nap. I remember leaving the apartment around five and it’s already eight in the night. The cops did a good job investigating the hell out of me. Turns out filing a report isn’t as easy as it sounds, especially when you have no one to suspect. The apartment is unusually quiet, so I guess Ben must be already in bed. And there’s no sign of Denzel lurking in the shadows as well. “You’re back!” I raise my head to see him leaning against the doorframe of his room with dark bags under his eyes. Speak of the Devil. “Were you thinking of me, Miss West?” He smirks. I try to laugh it off. “What makes you think so?” “You just turned red like a little rose.” He points at my cheeks. If only blushing was under my control. “Fine. I was thinking of you, but guess what? According to a legend, if you think of someone and that person appears before you, it is said to indicate that they
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