Bargain Bride: The Billionaire’s Forced Wife

WATCHING FROM THE INSIDE of a tinted car, Kazimir watched a woman walked from the building of his old tech company towards a nearby coffee shop. The woman talked to a previous employee of him. He cannot comprehend what they were talking about just by looking at their lips, but one thing is sure: they are talking about him.

Inside the coffee shop, Elisa spoke to the previous secretary of the Colombo Technologies, hoping to get an answer on the man’s whereabouts. It’s already afternoon, the sun is preparing to rest, and Elisa had talked to almost ten of Kazimir’s previous employees, all for her to get nothing.

“The only thing I’m sure about is that Signor Kazimir left Italy and lived in Poland,” the lady in her early 30s answered her. “He told us that he will retire for good, and we haven’t heard about him after that. Signor Kazimir just gave us a million after the company went bankrupt.”

Elisa noted it down on her phone, especially the part where Kazimir went to Poland. “Do you anyone who might have went to Poland with him?” she asked.

“Signor Kazimir’s assistant, Jacob, went to Poland with him,” the lady answered before sipping a few from the coffee. “He went back here in Italy just last year.”

Elisa thought about it for a moment. She has a hunch that when that Jacob came back, Kazimir must have came back in Italy, too. There is a huge chance that he is just hiding in the shadows around them, watching them from a far and waiting for the right time to attack.

“Did that Jacob tell you anything about Kazimir?” she asked once again. “I really need to reach Kazimir out.”

The lady looked apologetic and shook her head. “I’m sorry, but Jacob doesn’t answer any question about Signor Kazimir. When we asked him if signor will build the tech company once again, he dismissed us and said that Signor Kazimir doesn’t want anyone to talk about him.”

The lady opened her phone. She looked for something inside before showing the screen to Elisa. “This is Jacob’s number. If you really need to talk to Signor Kazimir, I suggest you talk to Jacob directly. I hope this will help.”

Elisa typed the cellphone number in her phone before saving it in her contacts. “This is a huge help. Thank you so much,” she responded.

After a few minutes, the two women separated their ways. The lady went back to her new company just beside Colombo Technologies old building, while Elisa walked to the parking lot and entered her car.

Once seated, she typed a message to Chiara.

To: Piccola (Chiara)

I talked to Kazimir’s former secretary. She told me that he went to Poland after his company went bankrupt. Attached here is the number of Kazimir’s assistant. Can you look for his information? I’ll try to talk to him.

After sending the message, Elisa threw the phone to the nearby shelf and started the car. Suddenly, the hairs on her body rose upon feeling uncomfortable. She felt that someone or something is watching her.

Elisa looked around the car, seeking for someone who might be staring at her. She looked at the backseat to check if there’s another person inside, but there is nothing.

She dismissed the uncomfortable feeling and she drove the car away from the coffee shop.

As Elisa’s car left, Kazimir ordered his driver to drive directly towards the shortcut to Elisa’s house – the Vitali’s old mansion. He didn’t follow Elisa, instead, he went to her house first because he is sure that she will stay there.

In didn’t take long before Kazimir saw Elisa’s car going near the Vitali’s old mansion. His eyes were fixated on the woman. He doesn’t even blink, as he felt that the woman will disappear the moment he closed his eyes.

Elisa stopped the car before steeping outside to open the gate. There were no other people inside the mansion aside from her, so she had to do everything by herself.

Kazimir’s eyes focused on Elisa’s butt, especially on how they moved as he walked. He felt his pants get tighter as his manhood became hard.

When Elisa bent down to pick up the keys that fell down, Kazimir couldn’t help but to lick his lips and groaned. That movement didn’t escape the driver’s eyes. He felt disgusted on how his boss acted, but he can’t say anything. He was just a mere worker who tolerated his boss’ actions because of money.

Kazimir’s mind were full of lewd and immoral thoughts. Just by watching the woman he was obssessed for years, his mind couldn’t help but to think of ways on how to make her his.

The moment Elisa entered the mansion, Kazimir called someone.

“Guard Elisa’s house and make sure that no other man will enter. Kill every man who tries to go near my woman. Do you understand?”

The person on the other line nodded and the call was ended. From the car, Kazimir took one last glance before telling his guard to go home.

Kazimir opened his phone and went straight to his gallery. His lips formed a pervertrd smile upon checking Elisa’s photos that were either saved from the internet or shot by his men who are guarding and stalking her.

He arrived at his mansion, which is located at a place inside the woods, away from the civilization. It is a good place go hide, and for him not to be noticed by his enemies.

The moment he entered the mansion, Kazimir went straight to the master bedroom. The cold air from the air conditioner touched his skin, and it just heightened his carnal desires.

The whole room is not an ordinary one. A normal person would think that an obsessed person with twisted personality lived here – and that’s a fact.

Every side of the bedroom is filled with pictures of Elisa, from teenage to present. He has a picture of her wearing school uniform, celebrating her graduation, and even a picture of her presenting in front of a crowd.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

He has a picture of Elisa’s first time in a bar, drinking liquor with her friends. He even has one picture of her passed out on a couch. Another picture of her talking to another man is pasted on the wall. The man on the picture has a lot of red X marks all over his head.

A lot of other pictures, ranging from decent to those ones that were obviously taken by a pervert man. Indecent pictures of Elisa were compiled on one side of the bedroom, just across the king size bed.

Kazimir reached out for his favorite picture of Elisa – the one where she’s wet from the rain and wearing a yellow sundress. It was a photo of her, just weeks before she was married to Masimo.

The wet sundress of hers hugged every curve of her body, highlighting her breasts that were too much for Kazimir to resist. He had been dreaming of laying in bed with Elisa, savoring her body as he made her moan.

“Belleza,” Kazimir called for Elisa while touching her face in the photo. He traced her nose, down to her lips, thinking how sweet they would taste.

In Kazimir’s mind, he was just a man longing for Elisa’s affection and attention. He doesn’t think that he is insane, because if he is, he would have taken advantage of Elisa’s solitude in her mansion and do everything he wanted to do to her. But he didn’t, that’s because he is still in the right mind.

Kazimir walked towards the small board in the darkest part of his room. In the middel of that board is a cut out picture of Elisa and Kazimir that were placed right beside of each other. It was surrounded by hearts and the words “Mr. and Mrs. Colombo” and “Elisa Colombo” were pasted on the sides.

On one corner of the board, Masimo’s picture is pasted. Several pins and small knives were stuck to his face, with the words “eliminated”, “Elisa is mine”, and other words telling that Masimo stole Elisa from Kazimir.

On the other corner, a picture of Ezio and Chiara on their wedding day was posted. Both of them have red X marks on their faces.

“Belleza, you wouldn’t get mad if I will eliminate them too, right?” Kazimir asked Elisa’s photo as if she will answer to her.

He chuckled and kissed the photo, his saliva covering the photo paper. “I really love you, Elisa. I want your whole attention,” he whispered while caressing it. “I’ve already removed Masimo out of our way. The only person left is your son.”

Kazimir let out a maniac laugh that reverberated inside the bedroom. “Once he’s gone, no one will break us apart. I’ll have your whole attention, and no one will steal you from me. We’ll live happily ever after, belleza. That sounds fun, right?”

Kazimir looked out of his mind, talking to an inanimate object. He reached put down the photo before reaching for his phone to call somone. His other hand reached for one of the knives in Masimo’s picture before stabbing Ezio and Chiara’s picture repeatedly.

“Follow Ezio’s wife,” he spoke while stabbing the pictures repeatedly, as if he is killing them. “Get her once she is alone. I’ll use her to kill my love’s bastard son.”

The moment he ended the call, Kazimir reached for Elisa’s picture once again before laying down on his bed. He removed his manhood from his pants, freeing them.

He slowly stroked it up and down, imaging that it was Elisa’s hand that was pleasuring him. Kazimir kissed the picture once again, while making himself go near to his release.

This will do for now. He can endure and wait until Elisa was all for himself. He was able to wait for several years, and now that she’s just within his grasp, he will do whatever it will takes just not to let her go.