KILL NOT LOVE THE BILLIONAIRE

Episode1

No! I won’t kill him” I roared as I slammed the door behind my father.

I walked towards the sitting room panicking, my hands shivering from the thoughts of killing a man, not just a man, my husband.

I only agreed to this marriage because I thought I was pleasing my father, who wanted me to get married off as soon as possible.

I had no idea there was a dark secret behind his agenda.

“I am your father, and you must do as I command.”

I heard him roar behind the door.

“I don’t care what you say, it’s enough to force me into marrying from a family known for its ruthlessness and cruelty now you want me to kill my husband. I can’t do it” I said, with sweat dripping from my face and my eyes filled with both fear and anger.

I continued pacing from one end of the room to the other, thinking of the next step to take until I felt my father’s cold hand stop me in my steps.

He held my right hand so tight, I could feel it burn.

“Let go of me!, you’re hurting me” I said to him with fear plastered all over my face as I tried to leave his grip.

“I don’t care how you feel, your mother died in my arms when you were still an infant, I know the pain I went through raising you and living with the reality that I would never see my wife again” He said with a stern look, staring right into my eyes and finally letting go of my hands.

I walked slowly towards him and stared right at his face.

“Don’t you care about my happiness?” I asked him with my ears, hoping to hear some kind words from his mouth.

“I’ve worked so hard to build an empire with connections, so I can marry you off to the family that killed your mother,” He said bouncing back the words I don’t intend to hear again.

I honestly couldn’t believe my ears.

I’ve lived with my father from birth, and I’ve never imagined he had a dark side towards him.

“I want you to avenge your mother’s death. You must kill Alexander James unless I disown you, and I’ll accept the fact that you choose that family over yours” he said, as he took a few steps away from me.

I slowly moved my hands into my hair as I sat down on the brown sofa. I felt my legs becoming weaker.

“I can’t kill him dad” I said, tears already rolling from my eyes.

For every time my fingers went through my hair in confusion, I had some questions I needed to ask.

“Why didn’t you tell me he killed my mother?”

“Why did you let me marry the man who killed my mother?” I said, with my voice becoming more quiet with each word and my eyes filled with confusion and sadness.

I heard him let out a heavy sigh.

“Because if I had told you my plans, you wouldn’t have married him” he said, with a compassionate look on his face.

That was the first time I saw him look at me that way since the wedding.

I knew he was feeling bad, but his anger towards the family of Alexander James was greater than what he felt towards me.

But I was done talking for today. I need to go back home to my new husband before it gets late.

As i tried to get up from the sofa, my eyes scanned the room in search of my new Hermes handbag I received as a wedding gift.

My father watched me pick up my bag without uttering a word to me.

“I’m going back to my husband” I said, without looking at him.

I started working towards the door hoping he would say something less unpleasant. As I held the door knob, I heard a knock on the door.

“Who is there?” I said, slightly frightened, as we weren’t expecting anyone.

“Hello Arabella, it’s me Jake. I saw your car parked outside, and I was wondering if you were around.

I just wanted to congratulate you on your wedding ”.

“Oh my God”, I heard Jake's voice again after 6 months.

I felt a shiver in me and all I wanted to do at that moment was to open up the door and throw myself in his arms.

Jake and I broke up 6 months ago after dating for two years. It was a very hard decision for me because I had to please my father and get married to a total stranger.

“Did you tell him you were here?” I heard my father say as he walked towards me heading to the door.

“No I didn’t, he’s the last person I want to see right now” I whispered to my father as I was trying so hard for Jake not to hear he was unwanted.

Can I come in? “ Jake said again, cutting into my whispering episodes.

With my voice lowered, I answered “Come in jake”.

“You look so beautiful,” he said as he tried to shut the door behind him.

“I miss you saying those words to me”, I thought inwardly, but with a stern look on my face.

“(Hmmm, hmmm) my daughter is now married, and she doesn’t entertain any form of visitation from strangers” I heard my father say as he cut in between our moments.

“Dad, you don’t have to be rude!” I snapped back at my father. I was already angry at him, and now he’s been mean to the only man I’ve truly loved.

“I’m so sorry for coming into your home sir” Jake gently said with his tone lowered.

“Arabella, can I see you outside for a few seconds? I want to discuss something with you” Jake kindly asked, and I nodded my head and walked towards the door without looking at my father.

“Don’t take too long, remember you’re married, and you need to go home and perform your duties” I paused my steps as I heard those words from my father.

All I wanted to do was unleash my anger on him, but instead, I swallowed hard and stepped outside with Jake following me behind.

“Can we talk here” I dolefully said, with a sad look on my face.

“No, let’s go to my car, I don’t want you standing outside like a homeless woman” jake gently said.

“Oh, I miss that voice, I miss going driving with him during the weekends, I haven’t been in a confined space with him for 6 months. Would I be able to hold myself? My body hadn’t been touched by any other man apart from Jake”. All these questions flew into my head as I walked towards the car.

He opened the back door of the car and I quietly went in with a scared look plastered all over my face.

“Are you tense?” Jake asked as he noticed the look on my face.

“I’m fine” I quickly said, trying not to give him any impression that I wanted him so badly.

“So, what do you want to talk about?” I slowly asked, hoping I would hear him talk about how badly he missed me.

“Well, Arabella, I’m not going to sit here and lie to you. I’ve met a few girls after we broke up, but nobody can fill up the space in my heart”, Jake said these words, looking right into my eyes.

I could feel the AC of his car getting colder, but my body was getting warmer.

“Look at me” he said as he moved closer to me and used his right hand to lift my chin that was already facing the carpets of the car.

“I miss you” he said as he started leaning towards me.

I can still remember the smell of his cologne. I could never forget that scent. My eyes slowly looked at his plumed lips as he bit it slightly by the side. I felt my legs becoming tighter as my brain dismissed all the unpleasant conversations I recently had with my father and all I can think about right now is making love to the man in front of me.

“Have you been with your husband yet?” he gently asked, leaning more closer as I could feel his breath on my nose and goosebumps were seen all over my body.

“No, I haven’t” i said, feeling very nervous.

While I was still thinking about the right words to say to ease the tension currently between us, I felt his lips collide with mine.

His soft plump lips calmly and slowly covered the lower part of my lips, his right hand was holding the back of my head while his left hand was on my neck.

My n*****s were as hard as a stone. I slowly gave in, shutting my eyes and feeling the sensation throughout my body.

I felt his hand slowly moving towards my breast, gently till he reached my n****e. I let out a moan and held his hand tighter.

I felt his fingers twisting my n*****s in a calm yet aggressive way. I was feeling pain and pleasure and I slightly opened my eyes and I saw him looking at me like he wanted to f**k me so bad

His eyes were piercing daggers into my face. As I immediately reached out to sit on top of him, I heard a knock on his tinted windows