Becky’s POVI watched Phil walk over to talk to a guy I was not able to recognize. I felt slightly awkward being alone among so many wealthy individuals.I was also uneasy because at the back of my mind I kept going over the conversation I had overheard between Sandra and Steve the other day.My phone which suddenly rang had forced me to walk into the living room. I pretended not to have heard anything, but I was burning with curiosity. What did that conversation mean? Asking Sandra would be a waste of time. I won’t get an answer. The best thing to do was watch, listen, and find out what was going on.“Hey beautiful, have we met?” A tall grey haired man asked, startling me.“Good evening. I do not think we have,” I said, but he did look familiar.“Sam Grey,” he said, introducing himself. “It’s my bir
Becky’s POV“Is that a threat?” I asked.“Stay away from Phillip!”“And if I don’t?”“What is going on here?” Sandra asked, storming into my office. She looked at Celine. “Are you here on business?”“No, she came here to threaten me,” I said.“I am not threatening anyone,” Celine said, slightly worried.“It is a business hour, if you aren’t here on business then please use the door,” Sandra said firmly.She glared at me, then stormed out muttering to herself.“What was that all about? The design?” Sandra asked me.“No. It was about Phillip.” I gave her a brief history of our relationship.“She has no right to come
Becky’s POV“Who is there?” I asked, my heart jumping in fear.“Easy Becky, it is me.”Frank stepped out from the side of the house.“Frank? What are you doing sneaking around here?” I asked.“Sorry; I was waiting for you. I have been here for nearly an hour. Sandra told me you hadn’t come back, so I decided to wait.”“You should have waited inside.”“I needed to talk to you privately.”“About what?”He came closer and I could smell the alcohol in his breath, and he staggered a little. I frowned. Was he drunk? How was that possible? He had drunk just a glass of wine at dinner.“Hey are you okay?” I asked.“No, I am not. And it is all your fault
Becky’s POVIn the afternoon, I stopped at a restaurant and ordered takeout. I wanted to surprise Phillip with lunch.I had called him earlier and he had informed me that he wouldn’t be having time for lunch.“I am really busy,” he said, “I will make it up to you at dinner.” I entered his office, His eyes were glued to his computer when I stepped in.“Lunchtime!” I said, shaking the bag.“Whoa! What are you doing here?” He asked wide-eyed.“I came to feed the guy I love,” I grinned.He got up and shut the door, then gave me a kiss. “What are you doing?” I mumbled as he pushed me against his desk.“Kissing the woman I love,” he smirked.He lifted me to the top of the table, still kissing me and got himself positioned in-between my legs.“What about your lunch?” I asked.“It can wait, you are more important.”Giggling, I pulled his tie towards me as he unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off my shoulders.“I love your skin,” he breathed.I moaned softly as he kissed my shoulders then he
Becky’s POV“Are you sure about this?” I asked her after she was done telling me about her suspicion.“Yes, very sure. Ralph has done a thorough investigation.”“So what will you do?”“Find enough proof. I have already set a trap to catch them in the act. But I need your help.”“How?” I was puzzled.“We will let them think they are stealing another new design for Davis, but there will be a camera in your office. Actually cameras are in only a few offices, yours is not one of them. Once they are caught on camera, that is all the proof I need to call the police on them.”“I would love to help. I still cannot believe it, though,” I said. “How could they betray your trust like that?”“It happens.” Sandra shrug
Becky’s POVWe arrived at the hotel in the evening and checked into our suite.Philip was the first to speak. “So what do we do first?” he asked as we entered our room.I dropped into a chair.“Right now, nothing. I am really exhausted,” I lamented.The flight was really exhausting even though we had flown first class.“And how about I help you relax?” He smirked, coming to massage my shoulder.I exhaled. “Better, I think,” I said.“Good, so what do we do? We have the evening all to ourselves.”“Hmm, take our baths first, then go for dinner, and maybe go see a movie,” I suggested.“Absolutely!” he hummed.“I will go first,” I said.
Becky’s POVPhillip was up and ready early because his meeting was slated to begin by 9:00AM.“What time are you going?” He asked me when he was putting on his shoes.I watched him through the corner of my almost closed eyes. My head ached from too much wine the previous night.“10:00AM, and that is if I can stand on my feet,” I muttered.“Drink some water, you will be fine.”“My head aches,” I complained.“That’s what you get when you drink too much,” he grinned.I stuck my tongue at him. I had been annoyed about his rejection last night, but by this morning I realized he had been right.“How about we meet up this afternoon for lunch? I will be done by then,” he told me.“Sure. Where?”“That reservation only restaurant we visited yesterday. I will make a reservation this morning.” He kissed me gently before leaving. I looked at the time. It was almost 8:30AM. I still had a couple of hours to relax. So, I stretched and closed my eyes, trying to remember the night. A small sound escap
Becky’s POV“What happened?” I asked.“Frank said some other investors are threatening to pull out, someone gave them hints that our share prices are falling, so they are worried. I have asked Frank to make efforts to reassure and convince them about our strength and stability.”“Are the prices really falling?” I inquired.“No. Of course not. It’s a rumor that started some months back. I have been trying to let people know it is just a stupid lie.”“Started by who? Let me guess, Davis.”“I guess so, although I have no proof. Davis is making a big mistake if he believes he can win this battle,” Phillip said, furrowing his brows.“Forget him,” I said, coming to kiss him. “He won’t spoil our mood.”“No. But we may have to shorten the trip because of this,” he sounded annoyed, then grinned and pulled me towards him. “But while we are still here, let’s try and relax.” We kissed again as we removed the remaining clothes we had on.“This time I am not drunk,” I mumbled. “And I am sure I wan
Becky’s POVIt didn’t take long for the cop to find the key and get the chain off my leg. I felt a little dizzy when I tried to stand, but aside from that I was fine. The officer insisted on taking me to the hospital even though I told them I was okay. All I needed was a bath. Phillip rode with me in the ambulance while Celine and Frank were handcuffed and taken away.The doctors agreed I was okay except for the bruise on my ankle, I was told they would keep me for twenty-four hours then I could go home.“I will call Sandra, and the rest to let them know you are okay,” Phillip said as he kissed me.“Sure.”Finally, I was able to take a shower. I felt a lot better, but when I laid down, I couldn’t help being furious about the whole thing. How could Frank do such a thing? He said he loved me, was kidnapping me a funny way of showing it?Sandra and Jenny arrived so quickly I wondered if they had been in the area.They hugged me tightly, laughing and crying.“Thank God you are okay! What
Phillip’s POV“Frank! What the hell! Is this a joke?” Rebecca asked.I just stared at him, too lost to find my voice.“Does it look like a joke, Rebecca?” Frank sneered.“Frank, what are you doing?” I finally was able to mutter.“We are working together. Are you surprised?” Celine asked.“What? So Dom is working for you?” Rebecca asked in astonishment.“Sure. He has been my eye in the house from the day he was hired,” Frank smirked. “His job was to keep an eye on everyone there.”“Why?” I asked, stunned.“Are you asking, you idiot?” he laughed. “You really think I like you? You are dumber than I thought.”“We have been working together from the beginning. We knew each other before he introduced me to you, so it wasn’t so hard to come along,” Celine grinned.“So all the sabotage I have been having at the company, and the investors pulling out because of a false rumor, you were behind it?” I flared at Frank.“Yes. And I also told Jessica to dump you. I told her you were having an affair
Phillip’s POVIt was quite late when I got to the beach. Throughout the drive I kept wondering if I was doing the right thing. The kidnapper had phoned me on my way down and asked me to meet him there. He had told me to turn off my handset, and leave it in the car, warning me not to try anything stupid. The way he spoke, I guessed he was somehow observing me. And on my way down I had a feeling that there was someone coming behind me. I pulled up in front of the rundown abandoned building on the edge of the beach that had once been a warehouse. I did everything I was told and stepped out of the car. The air was cold and damp. I could hear the waves and my heart raced as I walked towards the building. I touched an old wooden door and it opened. It was dark inside, but the moonlight streamed in. Everywhere was quiet.“Hello!” I called out. The empty building echoed back at me.“Anyone here? Rebecca?”“Put your hands behind you!” A voice said quietly behind me.My heart skipped, but I o
Becky’s POV“It has been awhile hasn’t it?” Celine sneered.“So you are behind this? You are working with Dom! I guessed it.”“I am not the only one, stupid.” She laughed.“Who else? Your dad, right?”“You don’t need to know. Did you really think you and Phillip would get away with what you did to my family?”“We didn’t do anything!” I said angrily. “He did. My dad lost his company and reputation because of him! Now it is time for payback.”“You won’t get away with this, Celine!” “Save it! We already have. We are going to get money and get rid of you both.”I swallowed nervously.“What do you mean?” I demanded.“Simple, stupid. We are going to get ransom for you, then make sure you are never seen again. Are you scared?” She asked mockingly.“It won’t work. Phillip has probably informed the security agencies. If you kill me, you will regret it,” I said bravely.“He hasn’t, and he won’t. Besides who said anything about killing you? Although I would have preferred that, my partner has
Phillip’s POVSandra and Jenny looked at me anxiously as I hung up.“Well?” They asked.“The caller is asking for two hundred million dollars.” Sandra gasped. “When does he want it?” She muttered.“In five days.”“I will pay for it.”“Do you have that much money aunt Sandy? Your company may collapse,” Jenny told her.“I don’t mind,” she said. “Okay, I will pay half. Can you make up for the rest, Phillip?”“Wait, you want us to pay the ransom?” I asked, surprised.“Of course,” they chorused.“No. We are not paying any ransom. I will call the police.”“No! The kidnapper warned you not to, remember?” Jenny said.Sandra joined her. “She is right. We will keep it quiet, pay the ransom and Rebecca will be returned to us.” “Come on you two, you can’t really believe that? What if he gets the money and we never hear from him or Rebecca again?”“It is a risk we have to take,” Jenny said.“I prefer to risk going to the police,” I insisted.“No. Pay the money. It is the only way to get her bac
Becky’s POVI groaned and twisted as light infiltrated into my eyes. My eyes still felt heavy and that arrogant fragrance was still hovering over my nose.I thought I was at home and was drifting off to sleep again when I heard a cellphone ringing somewhere. The ringtone sounded like mine. I forced myself to open my eyes, and realized with a shock that I wasn’t on my bed at home.Quickly sitting up, my head spun a bit, and realization hit me that I was on an airbed. I looked around and noticed how small and dusty the room was. The only thing visible being the airbed and a portable toilet. Light streamed in from a glass window that had metal bars.Where am I? I thought.I scanned through my brain to recollect my past. Then I remembered. I was at the cemetery, about to leave when I saw Dom standing near my car. I remembered the hankie he tossed before me before I went blank.My heart skipped a beat. Did Dom kidnap me? Why? For money or something more? I tried to stand up, but I felt a p
Phillip’s POV“Enough Wendy! Go to your room!” Her mother snapped.Wendy frowned. “If you know where she is, mom, you should say it. If anything happens to her, you will be held accountable.” She marched to her room.“You see what you have caused! Now my own daughter thinks I am guilty!” She told me angrily.“Are you?” I asked, looking her in the eye.“Don’t be stupid, of course not. I didn’t know she was missing until Wendy started accusing me this afternoon. She was here yesterday and left the way she came.”“So where were you hoping to get the half a million from?”“Like I said, from Rebecca. She promised to give it to me.”I frowned. This was definitely a lie.“She couldn’t have,” I said. “I have looked at the financial records, with the way you left the company, if she took that much money out she risked going bankrupt. So how was she going to do it?”She looked surprised then uncomfortable.“Well maybe from her savings.”“Definitely no. She hasn’t saved up to that.”“I said mayb
Phillip’s POVAn officer stood there. The look on his face caused my heart to sink.“Good evening, Sir, I am asking for Rebecca Richards,” he said.“She is not here. Is anything wrong?”“We found her car parked at the cemetery. We would like her to come and remove it.”“The cemetery. Oh my God!” Sandra said, coming to join us. “She is not with us; we guess she must be in trouble.”“Have you made a report?” The cop asked.“No. I wanted to wait for twenty-four hours. But I will go now and do it,” I responded.I went straight ahead with the cop to remove the vehicle. The car keys, her phone, and her purse were on the driver’s seat.It became glaring that something was definitely wrong. ***“Jerry has something to do with this!” Jenny insisted.We were all in my living room. After I left the station, I went home and let Sandra know what had happened, then I called Frank and Jenny to inform them too. They didn’t waste time to show up in the mansion.After we all agreed that Rebecca may ha
Phillip’s POVFrank was sitting at a table eating lunch when I got to the restaurant.“I thought you guys had changed your minds and weren’t coming. I decided to order lunch for myself and have a lonely meal,” he complained.“Sorry, I got caught up in an emergency meeting,” I said, joining him.“On Saturday?”“Like I said, it's an emergency.”“Is everything okay now?”“Yeah. I have it under control.”“Why weren’t you picking your calls?” He asked.“You called me? I didn’t hear it. I turned off the volume. Is Rebecca not here?”“No. I called her too, but she did not pick up. She must be at work.”“No. She is taking time off work to prepare for our wedding.”“Really?”“Yes. I thought she would be here, that's why I didn’t hurry so much.”“Nope. I haven’t seen any sign of her. I have been calling her all afternoon,” Frank told me.I dialed her number. It rang without an answer.“She is supposed to meet Jenny this afternoon to pick up her gown. I guess that is where she is. She must have