Bound By Revenge

Chapter 4: She has to pay!

Walter's POV

My eyes crinkled at the edges as I scowled.

I dropped the glass of Muller wine at the slab and turned to face Nick.

“It's a good idea Walter… its just an investment. A great one in fact”

“No its not,” I fired. “You don't expect me to invest in the same company that stole millions from me. I hate liars Nick! I can't f*****g stand them”

He exhaled and turned to the other side.

The company Nick wanted us to invest in scammed me of 200 million and ran away because there was no trace.

I did my investigations and found out but I didn't have enough evidence so I couldn't sue them.

“It's ridiculous how you don't see you can recover what you lost by investing in this business”

“What's ridiculous is how you think I should invest again. Come on man, what do you think this is? A game or what? I work hard for this money, and I don't…”

“f**k that man!” Nick slammed his hands on the table making me realize how high my voice was.

Being a self-made billionaire made me conscious of the investments I made but Nick couldn't care less about that.

He just wanted to create an avenue where he could squander my money and not give an account.

“You ungrateful bastard! Where the f**k would you be if it wasn't for me? I made you Walter Williams! And mark my words. You are gonna give me this money!”

Nick walked out. This wasn't the first time he said this and honestly. It was getting out of hand.

Nick and I grew up together. Being the only survivors of a demolition that took our families, Godfather took us in and raised us like his sons.

Nick was three years older and sacrificed a lot for me to be where I am today.

Including setting up the meeting that skyrocketed my business. Which I am grateful for.

But that doesn't mean I owe him my life and should do all he says.

Where I am today is as a result of my intelligence and hard work! I worked so hard that I became a billionaire 3 years ago when I was just 25.

I tried opening several businesses and investments for Nick but he crashed them all.

“Excuse me sir” I turned in the direction of my secretary.

“There's a lady outside who wants to see you, she said…”

“Send her away”

“But sir?”

“I said send her away”

I didn't have to know who it was, I've had a couple of nightstands to know these ladies. They always come back for more.

And it's deadlier if you let them. I was in the mood for some fresh kitty.

I picked up my phone and dialed a familiar number.

“Get me a fresh kitty at Club 002 by 8” I didn't bother to wait for a response before hanging up.

That's part of the advantage of being a billionaire. I could get any woman I want anytime I want.

I got to the club at exactly 8pm, I headed straight to my VIP lounge expecting my dinner to be on my bed. But unfortunately, I was greeted by an empty bed.

I got pissed. I hate tardiness so much!. She got here at 8:05 making me angrier.

“You shouldn't have come. Little girl.” I said in a firm tone without sparing her a glance.

“Max” I called on the bodyguard. I could hear her taking deep shaky breaths.

“Take this little slut out of here” in no time, they dragged her out. I could hear her pleas from afar but wasn't moved.

I stood up to take a shower and that was when I saw her.

The most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. Her brown wavy hair had me in awe. Her cherry-red lips sent shivers down my spine.

Her curvy figure was driving me crazy. I had seen a beautiful girl in the past but this one was a mystery.

Everything in me wanted her, and I did have her. It was the best s*x I ever had.

I couldn't help but keep staring at the sleeping beauty in front of me. There was something about this girl that I couldn’t quite picture here.

It was 3am when my phone rang. I stared at the caller ID and it was Trent, my private investigator.

“Tell me”

“We’ve found her” I jolted up

“Send me a picture, I want to see the b***h responsible for all the pains I've suffered for years” I responded in rage.

“Yes sir” I ended the call.

I received a beep and I was shocked to my bone. They were the same blue eyes, the same cherry lips, the same heart-dropping smile.

It was the same girl! I couldn't believe I had s*x with my worst enemy and probably fallen for her.

I stared at the sleeping angel, confused on what to do. Then it all came flooding back to my memories, the cries and pains I've felt because of her.

The soft spot I had for her was suddenly filled with hate.

I picked up my phone and called my lawyer.

“Prepare the documents, I've found her”

I was so mad at Ciara, why does it have to be her? but nevertheless, she needs to be punished for what she has done.

I convinced myself that I hated her. Yes, I do!

I made her lose her job and also sent her out of school so she doesn't have any other choice than to succumb.

She's going to experience the same thing she made me experience. I'm going to make her life a living hell!

She has to pay!