Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 64

Dusty, dark and cold.

That was exactly where ever | was right now

felt like.

It's been a while now that | was conscious but |

kept my eyes closed just in case | was being observed. It was best for whoever my captors were to assume me to still be unconscious.

| had not even an inkling of a clue of where | had been taken neither did | know where | was being held let alone for what reason. One moment | was walking to my car and the next | was trapped in his knows where.

| wiggled my wrists but winced at the tension in them. My hands were bound over my head with thick cold metal that wrapped around my wrist. My legs were also tied together beneath me. My arms were cramping up and it was surely going to hurt like hell once | was released. It was weird that | was not bound to a chair or something but it only indicated just how dedicated my kidnappers were to ensuring that | was in discomfort at all times.

| was still drowsy and what ever the hell they had

made me inhale but whatever they knocked me out with was super potent but | tried to grasp some. clear headedness and use my senses to their full potential.

It was deadly quiet aside for the sound of the wind from outside but that was all that | could hear. | couldn’t tell if there was any one in the same space as me but | doubted it. It was impossible for things to be so still had there been another individual in here. The smell of damp wood mixed with. the scent of metal filled my nostrils and | couldn’t figure out what either smell belonged to.

| couldn't understand for the life of me what was going on right now but | was terrified. All | could hope is that | could be left to walk out of here sooner than | expected but that was just being too optimistic. No one was going to go to such lengths just to release me without any reason.

Some thing told me that | knew exactly who had been behind this whole things. After all, | did not have any enemies save for Pheobe and the timing of it all was perfect, calculated, and well- orchestrated.

Some thing akin to a door opening sent a shiver of fear down my spine snapping me violently from my own-thoughts. | heard the sound of heavy footed boots weigh heavy against the creaking wooden floor.

| pretended to still be unconscious even allowing my b*dy to appear liquid and lanky like | was still under the effects of the substance that | was forced to inhale.

“Give it up already. The chloroform wore off hours ago.” The gruff voice that | did not recognise at

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all called me out oozing with warning and impatience.

| still continued to stay still and not move an inch trying to delay the inevitable. | was terrified for the first time in my da mn life. “You could either wake up by choice or by force. The decision is entirely up to you. The man informed me and some thing told me that he had wished that | had chosen the latter of the two options.

Feeling like it was safer to just give up the gig and open my eyes, | slowly fluttered them open but it had take more effort than I thought it would. | looked around the room trying to adjust my eyes to being open again while also taking in the place | was being held in.

It was dingy, to say that least. The wooden flooring had been loosely placed pallette wood and the entire space was like a make shift cabin thag resembled a shed on the inside. There was only a single window right in front of me but it was shattered but it did let me see a little of the sky. outside letting me know that it was nearly night.

“Ahh, that’s sad. Would have been a lot of fun if you’d have continued to pretend unconsciousness.” My eyes snapped up to the large, burly man that stepped in to my line of vision taking up all the space in my view.

| gasped at how the man looked. He was not sore on the eyes but he just had this rough and daring look on his face like he would not even think twice about putting a bullet in to my head.

Suddenly, it dawned on me like puzzle pieces fitting together. The accent on this man, the cu nning daringess, and just the out right vibe that this man has done some crazy things in his life that | would much rather not be aware of

This was Demetri Toretelli. The man who tried not too long ago to end my life. Pheobe’s right hand man and supposed Hench men. It could only be him.

“What do you want with me? | have no idea who are and | didn’t do anything” My voice was raspy and my throat scraped together like sand paper from how parched | was.

The man ignored my question. “So, now that you are awake, let me explain to you how this is going from go down.” He rolled up his sleeves as he spoke to me and for some reason that had intimidated me.

“Do not have all the fun without me, Demetri. A feminine voice that | had come to know all too well during my life came from the open door which was shut the minute she sauntered in wearing — an outfit | recalled her wearing before.

| bit back a scoff. She really must be feeling the bit of not being under Dante’s luxurious care any more but this dress was a more flowy one but it did cling tightly to her mid section where her rather swollen belly was.

My eyes widened recalling the tabloid headline of her carrying Dante’s child but what was she doing here?

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Was she not concerned at all for her well being? The route here was not very safe either but this was Pheobe. Who the hell knew what went on in her sick little head.

“Pheobe?” Her name si*pped out of my mouth with all its unpleasantness.

She glared at me for saying her name as if she did not want me to even look at her. Pheobe moved closer until she stood right next to Demetri who was nearly double her height and three times her broadness.

“Surprised to see me?” She asked rhetorically. “Why, you shouldn't be. if any thing to should have seen this coming from a mile away” She laughed maliciously.

“I'm not surprised but just confused that this is the way you chose to meet again.” | shouldn’t be hauty. My life was probably at her feet right now.

“Do you really think that you could have meddled in my plan by snat ching Dante away from me and | would not do a thing about it?” Pheobe smiled the entire time she spoke but it was not a smile that you returned but one that you saw and knew that the person's intention was any thing but pure.

“l- | don’t have any idea what you're talking about.” | glanced at her stomach. “If anything

or after | the news this morning | assumed you two were perfectly happy and reunited. It was a half life because | knew that they were not perfectly happy from what Lucy had kept me in on.

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“| do not want to be perfectly happy with Dante. All | want, all that | have always been after, had been his money!” Her voice had risen an octave like the mention of any thing romantic between Dante and her was infuriating.

Her wanting his money was no secret but I’d always assumed that she had enjoyed the luxury as a benefit not as her main motive. | knew she didn’t love Dante in the way it ought to have been but | didn’t think she hated him eith

“And you did have his money. All of it at your disposal for what ever you wished to do or buy.” | pointed our but her eyes sla nted angrily at what | had said.

“| wanted more. so much more if his wealth and | was going to have it until you returned to the country. My plan was going great. Get Dante to marry me then divorce him shortly after and take half of what he owned.” She scoffed bitterly at her missed opportunity. “That would have set me and my love.” She paused to looked at Demetri. more than enough money to live our lives together.” Her entire expression had softened when she looked at Demetri and this large, dangerous man looked at her also with so much of affection.

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“All of it went down the drain because of you. | tried my best to make Dante forget you over the years but it took one look at you for him to be chasing you like | didn’t exist.” She spat out hatefully. “Now | have a baby on the way and no idea how- Her voice shook but she took in a deep breath and recomposed herself.

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“Dante will provide for his child.” | stated and her eyes snapped to me.

“You would know since he’s doing such a great job for your child. What’s her name? Ahh, Hayley.” My I*ps curled at her mentioning Hayley. “It’s a pity | hadn’t ended when | thought I did. Poor child has to live her entire with that disability.” | yanked on the restraints only for it to painfully bit in to my skin.

If | could | would have scratched her eyes out for what she had just said. It was disgusting that as a soon to be mother herself she was still so insensitive.

“Except this child isn’t Dante’s and he knows it.” She said unashamedly and | gasped.

Dante knew all along. He knew it at the beach when | asked why Demetri was doing so much for Pheobe. He knew the truth about their relationship yet he didn’t disclose it to me fully.

“Then why release it to the tabloids?” | asked in confusion of why she had done such a thing.

She grimaced before clicking her tongue at me. “You are slower than | thought. She insulted but | let it slide. “Because I’m desperate to extort money from him from which ever way | can. He will pay to have this news get cleared out and now that we have you here, he would give perhaps more than | could have ever received in alimony to have you safely returned.” She explained and | wanted to laugh at her stu pidity but | saw the daring, cu nning look in her eyes.

Pheobe was willing to stop at nothing if it meant that she would get some cash in her hands. Even it meant using me as bait. “So what? You just make a call and you think Dante will give in to your demands because you have me locked up some where?” | asked with redicule high in my voice.

Pheobe laughed loud enough that it stung my cars but just as fast as her laughter began, it had died down just as fast and there was silence in her room.

“You're not too far off.” She said but just as she said that Demetri moved to the old creaky cabinet to the left of the room to fetch a leather vanity holder.

“Except we have decided on more skillful methods.” Just as she said that, Demetri ripped open the Velcro that held the black leather bag closed. The bag rolled open to reveal sterilised, steel tools that looked like it could be used to hack at an entire bulls carcass to break it down.

Fear undoubtedly coursed through me and bled through my eyes because Pheobe grinned at me feeling satisfied that she had managed to get the desired reaction from me.

“Pheobe, please... D- Don’t do this. Let me speak to Dante and I'll get you what ever amount of money you want. You don’t need to do this! You don’t need to resort to such measures. Just let me go, please. | began yanking on the metal cuffs that held my arms suspended to the roof and felt it cut my through my skin.

But cries for mercy fell on deaf ears until they grew annoyed by it.

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“Oh, shut it!” She snapped. “We will give you a break until the morning. It’s late anyways and it’s best for you to get a good look at these instruments and decide for yourself how each would feel cutting through your skin.” With that the both of them were out of the shed locking the door behind them properly leaving me to look at the many torture instruments that lay on the table right beside me.