Billionaire's passionate love

Chapter 5

Olivia’s POV

“Baby girl, where are you? Come out like a good girl then I will do nothing with you.”

I shivered hearing that filthy voice hiding inside the closet. I knew if he caught me this time then he would be beating me hard like last night. This bustard always removed his frustration after beating me.

“Come out baby doll,” I again heard his voice close to the closet. I curled myself into the ball protecting myself when closet opened and lights peeped in.

“Here you are,” he spat and pulled me from my hairs. I cried out in pain trying to lessen his grip from my hairs.

“Leave me,” I yelled pleadingly. Last night I tried to fight him so he had nearly stabbed me with his knife and my life was quite precious to end that moment.

“Let's start the session for the day,” he rubbed his drink coated hand on my face making me disgust before he threw me on the floor and start beating me using the belt. Ten hits, twenty hits and soon I lost my counts with consciousness with only one word coming out from my mouth

“HELP” I yelled walking up from the bed, sweat covering my face. It was a dream. Again a dream like my past. I rubbed my face with back of my palm when Dylan entered my room looking worried.

“Are you alright?” he asked me and sit on bed beside me giving me a water filled glass, which I emptied in a second.

“I am alright,” I replied once the glass was empty.

“Have you taken your sleeping medicines?” he asked me taking empty glass of water from my hand.

I look at him guiltily shooking my head.

He runs his fingers in his hairs glaring at me. “You are still having his nightmares. Just think him as a bad dream, which don’t need to be repeated. Why can’t you forget that jerk?”

“I don’t know,” I shrugged looking down.

He sighed. “I think now you should try to sleep. I am here with you,” I nodded to him again lying on my side of bed as I wanted to look my best the next day when I would meet my Ethan after so long. I wanted to make him feel that I was still his same Oli whom he loved.

Next morning I woke up and smile seeing Dylan who was sleeping on the couch in my room. Dylan was really a very good friend of me who had always supported me from kindergarten. He was common friend of Ethan and me and somewhere reason of our friendship.

Two years back at the time of my life’s miseries, I tried to contact Ethan but cannot. That was the time when Dylan had come into my life as a brother figure helping me. He was the one who introduced Betty to me again giving light to my dark life.

I stood up from the bed walking toward the kitchen. I searched for ingredient of coffee and brewed two cups, one for me and other for him. I entered back inside the room with tray in hand.

“Morning,” I smiled to Dylan who was already up.

“Morning,” he smiled taking cup from my hands.

After coffee, we both walked toward respective bathroom to had bath and I wore my new navy blue skirt, which highlighted my feature. I also did a little makeup and left my hairs open, the way Ethan used to love. I blushed thinking of him. He still had this effect on me.

After getting ready, Dylan introduced me to his house cleaner who served us breakfast. Filling our tummy, we moved toward the King Enterprises with my heart beating fast with anxiety and anticipation as I really didn’t know how Ethan will react after seeing me. I just hoped that his reaction will be positive not an angry one.

We reached the building where Kings Corporation’s was located. Clicking my heels, I entered in the building followed by Dylan.

“Ashley is Ethan in his office?” Dylan asked a woman who rushed out of the elevator.

“He is in his office,” she gave the green signal. Dylan nodded to her pushing me inside the lift and we were moving up until fifty one-floor number.

“Here, mine and Ethan’s office is located,” Dylan informed me. I nod to him and stepped out when his mobile buzz. “’Just go straight and you will see Ethan’s office. I had to attend this call. It's very important.” he apologized.

“No problem,” I told him and start walking toward Ethan’s office. My heart beating fast. I trailed my fingers on his name craved with gold on his office door. With shaky hands I took the hood of the handle. Gaining the courage taking deep breaths, I entered inside his office.

The scene in front of my eyes just blew me away like a shook. My heart skipped beating with tears filling my eyes. All of the sudden I felt suffocated standing in the room. Here in front of my eyes my Ethan was standing all nude with a girl in his arms who was kissing him hard.

Ethan was about to enter inside her when I lost it and moved backward when a vase fall down alerting both of them, who turned their eyes looking at me with shock. Ethan’s eyes found mine looking at me. Anger, shock, guilt passed his eyes before he stand all naked in front of me.

Covering my eyes, I rushed out of his office toward Dylan with tears filled eyes.

“Dylan,” I cried and throw my arms around him.

“Hey what happened?” he asked me worriedly pulling me toward another office maybe his office. He quickly ended the call on mobile putting that in his pocket. Once we were in the closed wall of the office, I lost it and started crying badly hugging his shirt.

“What happened?” he again asked me. I rubbed my nose in his shirt with tears flowing from my eyes. Flashes from the scene coming in front of my eyes breaking my heart more. I never thought that he would be having s*x in his office when he was aware that we were coming as Dylan had informed him beforehand that he was coming with prospective bride.

“Will you tell me what happened?” Dylan demanded.

“He was all naked, making out with other girl,” I formed the sentence with difficulty with my tears flowing non-stop. I had never thought that my first meet with Ethan after all those years would be something like this.

Dylan gives a hollow chuckle hearing me and cupped my cheeks. “I had told you, he is no more your Ethan. This is new Ethan who don't have a heart, who don’t care for others feelings. You had to work hard to get your old Ethan back.”

I nod my head and roughly removed my tears. Now I was sure that something really bad had happened with my Ethan to make him like this. I remembered how he wanted to had physical relation only with the girl whom he love that’s me. He hated this random make out session. Now I knew I had to marry Ethan to bring back my old Ethan with my love.

“I will bring back my old Ethan,” I looked at Dylan with smile who returned it with bright smile.

“Beware! he will try to hurt you, push you away but you have to come out as winner,” he motivated me and I smiled to him walking again toward office of Ethan followed by Dylan who didn't want me to be alone with him this time.

We entered inside the office of Ethan and thank goodness that this time he was sitting against his table properly clothed with no hint that he was just having make out session.

“Ethan,” Dylan walked in front of me toward Ethan. “Meet your soon to be wife,” he introduced me to Ethan who looked at me up and down before averting his gaze away from me toward Dylan.

“Finally you found a girl for me,” Ethan stood from his seat walking toward me. “Let’s see what speciality this girl has.”

My heart skipped a beat at mention of this girl. It feels so strange to hear him talking about me like he didn’t remember me and I was just a stranger to him.

“Now you can leave while I would love to talk with my soon to be wife,” Ethan dismissed Dylan who left me before giving thumbs up to me.

Ethan again looked at me up and down. I gulped when I felt his intense gaze lingering on my legs before he looked at my face blankly.

“So you are my wife Miss-?”

My heart crushed when he looked at me strangely like he don’t remember me. Was it possible that he had forgotten who I am?

“Olivia. I am Olivia Knight,” I told him my name expecting him to recognize me but his eyes are still blank.

“So Miss Olivia,” he started walking toward me breaking my heart the way he called me from my name as he had never called me Olivia it was always Oli. “Tell me something about you.” Now he stood so close to me. My heart skipped a beat with his proximity. His after shave lingering my nose with his very familiar smell, which I used to love so much.

I looked up him looking at his features closely while he was also looking down at me with intense gaze. In last seven years, he had changed so much with his body now more worked up and stubble five O clock shadow on his face. His black hairs, which used to be always a messed are now perfectly set. The boy who used to wear casual t-shirt was now wearing a formal suit with shirt and top two buttons were open giving a perfect view of his manly haired chest.

“Tell me something about yourself?” Ethan again asked me breaking my trace from him. He pulled my face up from my chin looking at me intently. My heart skipped a beat when I feel his hot breath on my face. “Tell me something about yourself my soon to be wifey.”

“What do you want to know?” I asked him lost seeing his face. His proximity was still affecting me like past days. How much I want to hug him and kiss the life out of him!

“Tell me about your education?”

“Bachelor’s in business from Harvard.”

“Parents?”

My heart all of the sudden twisted at his question as topic of my parents was very sensitive to me. Biting my teeth, I look at him. “Nile Knight and Carton Knight, unfortunately they are no more,” tears slipped my eyes telling about last part. I look in his eyes in expectation to see the pain as my parents were always close to him also but his eyes were blank.

He throw another question in my direction and I replied to it robotically feeling hurt as he didn’t give importance to my sad feelings toward my parents.

“So it’s decided that you will be my wife,” Ethan traced his finger on my cheeks with emotionless eyes and I was sure my eyes were also emotionless.

“I had some rules for you,” Ethan announced pushing me against the cabin wall and trapping me against his wall like chest.

“Rule number one: You will never ask me for your wifey right,” tears threatened to slip my eyes hearing him but I nodded my head in yes. I would never ask my right as a wife but would try my best to change him.

“Rule number two: You will never stop me whenever I will bring some girl in my house. The scene you had witness few minute ago will be a daily story,” my heart churned hearing him and I looked at him with disgust. Did he planned to had an affair after marriage?

“Rule number three,” he paused and hold me from my shoulder. “Just stay away from me and my business,” sudden rage filling his voice making me frown and confused.

“Just remember that I am marrying you just to get the deal and after that deal you are free to move away from my life and I will be very much obliged if you do so,” he looked at me with rage filled eyes before averting his gaze.

“Be ready tomorrow morning we are getting married,” he ordered me. “You may leave now. I had work to do.”

Without sparing any second glance, he walked toward his chair and started working on his files. Making me again think of my decision to marry him. What had happened to my Ethan? The boy who used to talk so lovingly to me has why reacted in this way all of the sudden.

I knew I had to get answers of all these question and I would get them once we were married.