Fake Marriage with The Tyrant Billionaire

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Your Author: IrishmieJireh *** CHAPTER 1: "Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls: the most massive characters are seared with scars." - Kahlil Gibran-  Inside the grand mansion, you can see all the important figures crowded, happily chattering and drinking together, the classical music blared all around the mansion, when a tall woman in a red dress with a long dark wavy hair like a midnight sky, came back from the outside alone. The woman has a delicate, egg-shaped face, bright eyes that spark like a star, and red lips, dyed with blood, she had delicate skin, pale as icy snow in summer, the professional dress she wears still cannot cover the attributes of her beauty embryo. She stood next to the table and looked back and forth scanning over the crowd. "Queen, prepare your position. 6 o'clock." Said the voice from her earset. A waiter walked up to her stealthy and handed her a glass of wine with a secret letter attached to it, she drinks the red wine and glances behind her back before secretly opening it.  'His men already know we are here, move quickly!' The words are written in the letter. She stomped on the paper and a sheepish grin show upon her face. "Well received. Target identified. " She sets down the wine and begins to walk gracefully in her seductive dress able to draw all those important figures to stare at her head over heels.  The clatter of her heels to the marble ground matches the rhythmic melody in the air, her hair flowed way down to her waist smoothly as if the time starts to stop. All their attentions were on her, waiting to hear her sweet voice come out from her tender lips. She begins to approach the man in the black tuxedo who is now staring at her eagerly or more hungrily. "Mr. Collins right?" She asks and gives the man a sweet fake smile. "Yes, and who could this beautiful lady be?" He uttered curiously, his eyes show a glint of lust. Like how the Tiger set its eyes on its prey. "I am Nichole. Nice to meet you, Mr. Collins." She greets him and shakes his hand.  When she was about to take her hand she didn't expect him to suddenly bow. "My pleasure." And lightly kissed the back of her hand.  After a few minutes of greetings and speeches, Mr. Collins insists on continuing the conversation in his room. "Should we find a quiet place to talk?" She smiled, she was waiting for him to tell her that. "Shall we?" Nichole said.  They make their way to the luxurious first-class bedroom, prepared only for influential people like Mr. Collins. When they arrive, Nichole silently closes the door.   "Room 027." She whispered. And turned.  "Did you lock the door?" The man asks as if he is innocent.  "Yes, I did. Should I leave it open? " Nichole pronounced. "No, no. I'm just asking, just in case, you know, someone might try to come in and interrupt us. " He said in a low voice.  She fakes a smile. "I wonder who will have the courage to do that."   She walks on to the man who watches every move she makes. As soon as she approaches him, he slowly touches her body, ready to devour her.  Mr. Collins is a famous CEO of a modeling company where they have recruited many beautiful women to be their role models, but behind it, the undercover organization is investigating the company why they need new recruiters every month and also the sudden disappearance of models. In this business. They discovered that Mr. Collins secretly r***d and eventually killed his models before others found out. And there's one person who really wants to kill him for killing his daughter in exchange for a big sum of money. When he was about to kiss her. She threw off his hand out of her body and patted her sleeves in disgust.   "What do you think you are doing Mr. Collins?"  "W-what do you mean? I thought you wanted to be my model. " He was stammering in confusion. 'When the hell did I say I wanted to be one of his models? Is this a new way to recruit models? Absolutely Disgusting. '  "Nothing, I'm thinking of something else, am I fit to be your model?" She asks.  "Oh, how can you think of someone when I'm here in front of you my dear." He said and started to approach Nichole again, he breathed under her ears and slowly wrapping her around his body.  "You just have to please me, and if I'm satisfied, you can be what you want to be."  In her disgust, she knows that she cannot prevent the man from touching her. It's what she hates most and that's exactly what the man is doing to her, she's starting to lose her temper, and before it could happen her body moves on its own.  She slaps him, then punches, followed by a kick. "Ouch! What was that for?! " He reacts with anger.  "I hate when someone touches me, it's so gross."  "Come on, you'll be in heaven for a while, I'm sure you'll enjoy it. We'll have fun. " He whispered lustfully.  "Oh, is that what you said to those you murdered?" She said frankly without banging her eyes.  "W-what? I don't understand what you're saying, where did you hear that from?" He spoke as stared into her deep blue eyes.  Nichole sneered and said with her low voice. "Ho, ho. playing dumb?"  He stood still. "I'm not, who the hell are you? You are not a normal woman, are you? "  "Nice guess, old man."  Realizing that, the man cursed and ran to the closed door. He pulled it again and again but it didn't open, he suddenly remembered that Nichole was the one who had locked the door outside.   "Trying to escape? You can't. The SSA was already there. And we both know you can't win against them. " Nichole said in a calm voice and sat comfortably next to the bed. (SSA Special Secret Agents)  He quickly walked over to Nichole and angrily pointed at her. "You little b***h! How did you track me!?" He snorted. "Tracking you? We don't need it, someone you trust the most has already betrayed you.   He frowned, puzzled, and asked. "What do you mean, my secretary betrayed me? You're wrong, Debby won't betray me! " He shouted.  Nichole laughed at him sarcastically. 'Why, did I say her name? No, you come to your own conclusions. And even though I know I won't tell you. " He was totally pissed. He was about to slap Nichole, but when she felt his reflexes she stood up and slapped him hard instead, causing him to stumble on the marble ground.  ''That's for all the victims you have killed and for those poor people who are waiting for their loved one to return, and this is for you. For being a silly, perverse, and lustful fool. " She said to him coolly.  "Sky! Dark, come out. Let's finish it as soon as possible, I want to go home." She shouted and soon two people came out of the darkness.  "Hey, Queen! This is the first time you've asked us to come out. Too unbelievable." Sky said, teasing Nichole. "Tsk, tsk, you're using your defense again, I pity him."  Nichole rolled her eyes, 'I'm the one who was been taking advantage but she pities that bastard. "What? Are you not satisfied with kicking him? You look at him as if you are taking advantage." She sneered.  'Damn, of course, I was been taking advantage!'  She knows that when it comes to arguments, she can't win with Sky.  "Now you're glaring at me."  "Shut up, Sky." Nichole hissed.  Meanwhile, Dark walks over to the man sitting on the floor after receiving Nichole's blow. He immediately grabs him and gives him a strong punch from the face.  Nichole and Sky widened their eyes in astonishment. "Dark! Why did you do that?!" Sky shouted at him worriedly. "He's a p*****t bastard." He said coolly. "He doesn't deserve to be alive, after killing those Innocent." "Well, he's right." Nichole nodded. He sneered scornfully. "So what? I've already killed them, you can't bring the dead back. In fact, they enjoy it too, just like how lustfully I enjoy it. It's a shame that the dream I promised them will never come true since I have already killed them and bury them along with my secret." Dark clenched his hand from anger Nichole snorted in disgust but said nothing. When five gunmen forcibly entered the room, leaving Mr. Collins was dumbfounded.  "Oh, you have all arrived." Sky welcomed.   "What's all this ?!" He shouted back to Nichole.  "Like what you see. You've been arrested for your crimes, it is time to face punishment, Mr. Collins." She said sarcastically.  "Wait! I did not do anything wrong? "  "Too late for that, Mr. Collins."  'Do you think I'll end that easily? No! Because a bad guy like me always lives longer than the trash worth innocent people I killed, and I have my support that you don't know." He said with a smile on his face. "I'm sure they're here."  Nichole glanced left, but at that moment there was a strong impact. A fire of bullets comes out of the shattered window. Nichole swore from her head, and without warning, she was already holding two pistols gun in her hand, ready to shoot anyone who will block her path. Dark immediately jumps out the window and drops bombs.   Three men in black escort Collins leave the room, the big party downstairs turns into a Halloween horror, all you can see were the sound of firing bullets and blood scattered around. "s**t, Sky! Follow that mongrel before he escapes, I'll take care of things here on my own." Nichole said while busy shooting the man Collins set up.   "Well, I'm about to. I know you can handle this on your own Queen. Finish it off gracefully, okay? " She suddenly comes down and beats the man who was about to attack Nichole.  She chuckled. "I won't, you know me Sky. Bad men don't deserve any mercy from me. "Yeah, whatever. I'm leaving, I'll send back up." Sky uttered. "No need, I can finish this all at once." She said firmly. Sky stared at her in last chance. "Look like you'll be in the spotlight again, good luck Queen." She said before leaving Nichole alone. Her reflexes are fast even her body moves like the wind, no one could tell what next move she will use, as if her body knows those men weaknesses."You make my blood boil, let's end this peacefully. I still have things to take care of. " She took a step forward and kicked them hard. "So stop wasting bullets, what about combat fights?" She grins. PRIVATE PENTHOUSE The scorching sun hung up in the sky. Nichole smiled brightly at the thought of seeing her boyfriend Jack in their private penthouse. Today was her birthday and she just wants it to simply celebrate with him, she cooked all his favorite food instead of hers, and barely slept last night due to the mission and preparing. When she was about to ring the doorbell, she saw that the door was open slightly, the lights inside were all out, and it seemed that there was no one in the house.  "Jack?" She said, her voice echoing around. But no one answered her.  ''Jack, are you here?" When it seems she is all alone. She slowly pulled out her cell phone and dialed Jack's number.  As she was dialing Jack's phone she suddenly hears the sound coming upstairs.   "Kring, Kring." It was Jack's phone ringing upstairs. 'Did he forget his phone again?'  She was about to turn off the phone when suddenly a voice speaks. "Hello? Nichole baby, I'm busy please call later, okay? Bye." She couldn't even talk to him. When he drops the call. She felt something strange and decided to walk silently to his room where she had heard the phone ringing earlier. Just about to knock on the door, she was surprised to hear the conversation coming from inside the room. Her face was clouded with doubt.  "s**t!" Said the voice of the man inside. She hears the bed rumbling and a woman laughs inside. "Urgh, as you wish .. My Jack."  These voices and this conversation, it is indeed the person inside is Jack. A lot of things and scenarios were created in her head as soon as she opened the door.  She believes it is too impossible for Jack to bring a woman to their home since he promised her. She believes in him, her heart was pounding with nervousness, the only thing she can hold on to is the promise he made. 'Please God, I hope I'm wrong please.' Though she was falling apart inside, she still slowly raised her shaking hand. In her last hope, she pushed open the door little by little.  Upon hearing the screeching sound of the door opening, a man and a woman paused in their lover's intimate conversation and hugs, and both looked towards the door at the same time.  Nichole walked toward them one step at a time, her feet feel like a lead. The astonishment in her eyes gradually turned to anger and shame.  "N-Nichole? What are you doing here?" Jack asked angrily in his surprise.