Taming Mr Billionaire

Chapter 11- mini accident

Vanessa POV

The store guards helped me load the stuff I got into the SUV, since Donovan brought the car upfront. My mind flashed briefly to Edward, about how things had been. But right now, it feels like Daniel is the one who I should be focused on.

I got into the car and we drove off.

"You don't need to apologize, Daniel. Hey, let's talk about this tonight."

"Fine with me. Can I see that pretty face of yours before I leave you to prepare?" And the awkward moment was gone. He had his way of changing the atmosphere and making it a better one.

"Okay hold on." I replied smiling like a 5 year old.

Then I muted the call. Before switching to a video call I decided to speak.

"We're going to pick Liam from school." I said to Donovan, looking up from my phone to the driver's seat.

Suddenly a wave of shock hit me.

Donovan wasn't the one driving. Who the hell was this?

"Sure." He responded. Maneuvering the car into a corner as my body moved sideways from the aggressive driving.

"Where is Donovan?" I asked the strange guy. He was bald, wore an all black outfit and had a snake tattoo at the nape of his neck.

"Him and I take Shift." His voice echoed, coming out with an Italian accent.

Now my intuition was high.

"Hello? Vanessa, are you there?" Daniel asked me. I completely forgot about him.

I unmuted the call.

"Yeah I am, just hold on a sec." I responded by trying to call Donovan on the side. His phone wasn't going through. I decided to call Edward. It kept taking me to voicemail.

I called him again. Pick up the phone please. I was starting to feel scared and sweaty despite being in the cold car.

He didn't pick up.

I sent him a text

"Did you send me another Driver? Donovan isn't the one driving me."

Hopefully he sees that and calls me back.

I didn't recognize the route this guy was taking me through so I came up with an idea.

"Stop the car. This is where I'm going." I commanded. But he glanced at me through the mirror and our eyes met.

From the cold death stare he gave me, I knew he wasn't going to stop.

He began to speed up even more.

"Stop the f*****g car you psycho!" I yelled cussing out loud. My mind grew numb and restless, imagining the worst possible outcome of what would happen to me. Oh God, why didn’t I check who was driving before I got in? The conversation with Daniel must have distracted me from taking notes. Now I was in a situation I didn’t even know how to escape from.

"Vanessa? Are you okay?" Daniel said to me.

"Give me phone b***h. No calls allowed."

The strange guy yelled back, swerving into another corner as I moved to the opposite side of where I was sitting.

My head hit the glass window, causing me to lose my focus for a minute.

"Daniel?"

I called him, hoping he was still on the phone.

"Call 911."

The guy snatched the phone from me speeding a little more as we came to a cross road.

He brought out a g*n and pointed it to my head. A feeling of fear shivered down my spine.

"Speak again and I shoot." He warned me turning back to face the road as he continued driving.

Now he was speeding even more. My vision was getting blurry. I could feel a little blood dripping down the side of my head from the previous impact.

Suddenly I felt even more dizzy. The SUV felt smaller, and the slow sound of shattering glass drove me into more confusion, my eyes closing into unconsciousness.

Intense ringing filled my ears, memories that made a home in my mind began playing all at once. I could see myself, my parents, my sister Mandi, the first day I met Edward, the way our eyes connected with curiosity and interest. And finally, my sweet baby Liam.

Was this the end for me?

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Edward POV

I haven’t had the courage to go home and face Nessa. Especially not since that text. I’ve wanted to do those things to her so badly, but the work load at the company has been so much I’ve had to spend lonely nights at the penthouse away from her. Only because it’s closer to the company.

Five whole years and it still feels like a dream to find out the way I did, that I have a son. A very handsome son who will grow up to become better than I ever will be. I’m still a little upset that Vanessa denied me 5 years of access to him, but it’s not entirely her fault.

I wasn’t the best person for her back then. And my mother only made things worse. I never really tried to reach out when we got separated. There were times it crossed my mind, but I couldn’t let myself feel even more guilt than the one I was feeling back then.

I know I’ve been a jerk. But I’ll make it up to her tonight. I wonder how my son is doing. He should be on his way home by now.

My thoughts are interrupted when my secretary comes barging into my office with my cellphone.

“Mr Silver, Mr Silver! You have a call from 911.”

I stood up anxious from my seat.

Why would 911 be calling me? They had no reason to unless…

“Hello, Am I speaking with Mr Silver?”

Now I was overthinking.

“Yes it is now talk god dammit! What’s the matter?”

I hope it wasn’t what I was thinking. Please no.

“There’s been an accident.” I felt my heart skip a beat.

No. I refuse to believe it. How did an accident happen?

Authors note*

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