Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 65

Morning had arrived faster than | had hoped it would. | watched in agony through the broken. window as the sun sky had turned from its bleak darkness to a bright morning with each minute the sun had risen. It was like torture itself and never in my life did | ever dread the coming of a new day so much.

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But | did not have the power to deter the sun from rising just like how | couldn't contro! Demetri’s appearance two hours later. He was dressed in all black and he wore gloves today unlike yesterday. He hadn’t said a word to me when he arrived and | liked it that way but | did watch in horror as he set up a tripod and a camera to record whatever it is that he was about to do.

Demetri began this harsh ordeal that felt it was going on for an eternity. | didn’t know how long it had went on for but however long it was, it felt never ending because it was.

| shivered in terror when I spotted him move towards the open leather casing displaying nmaby sharp and pointy items. ‘Please Plea-” | cried in a futile attempt to beg

him to stop but the anger flashed across his face

and | was silenced. He threw the blade set on the

floor beside me and shot me a deadly glare.

“No amount of your begging will save you so shut it.” His voice was thunderous and while it may have silenced my begging, it didn’t stop my sobbs.

| flinched and tried to kick at him when he inched

closer and reached for my zip that held the

material of my dress on but my leg just found

against it bounds and didn’t even reach anywhere.

close to him. My clothes was stripped away from my b*dy and | was left in nothing but my underwear.

My hands instinctively fought to cover myself but

failed and he didn’t seem to care about my n*ked state. He bent down closer to the tools he had on the floor and my breath caught. Everything

in me urged me to scream but it was useless

| was bound and part of some crappy

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Amedium sized blade with a Matt finish rounded

handle was yanked from the set. | saw the blade glisten as the light from outside caught it. Demetri was not wasting any time neither was he giving me the mercy of time to prepare.

It wasn’t even a second before it was pressed against the skin of my leg enough to break it before he dragged it down. | screamed as the

excruciating pain shot through my entire leg. | shut my eyes to help it take away the attention from the burn that was settling in but it didn’t help.

All | could hear aside from my screaming and crying was the merciless laugh laced and driven. by revenge as he repeated the same action on my

left leg. Again, | screamed, shutting my eyes and

tensing from the torture but it only hurt more.

The blade was flung across the room before a blade bigger blade was taken from beneath my feet. | squeezed my eyes shut tightly not wanting to witness the blade break through my skin. His hand. curled around my jaw and squeeze and | knew they were going to leave marks.

‘Do not shut your f**king eyes! | want you to witness everything.” He screamed in my face and my eyes flew open.

He muttered some thing under his breath before raising the bigger blade and using it against my left thigh.. two times making sure to create slits below each other.

Again, | screamed until my throat felt like it was on fire but it wasn’t helping. | could feel the blood from my wounds running down my legs, hear

the noise the droplets made when they hit the floor, see the small pool of blood gathering under my suspended b*dy. It wasn’t long before he did the same on the other thigh. But it was almost as if he was writing something or at least it had felt that way since the blade seemed to glide

across in curves and swirls.

Demetri stepped back, inspecting his work before nodding to himself and picking a smaller handled blade. His attention moved to my upper arms and it was worse. The pain seemed to be a hundred times more. | could feel my entire b*dy become numb and grow limp. | was like a corpse that still had a heartbeat. It was almost as if it was

submitting to it. To the torture because | knew that there was no way of me escaping it.

Demetri didn’t attempt to mare my stomach but | didn’t think he’d spare that part but | guess they wanted me brutally battered and not entirely dead.

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Demetri had taken a small break leaving me and my wounds bare. It stung and hurt all over and every thing was silent just like myself. | had run out of the energy to scream.. to beg. A part of a huge part, was tempted to just close my eyes and accept the darkness but | couldn’t. Even though doing that would put me out of this situation and the amount of blood loss was definitely dangerous at this | couldn't.

point.

Thinking of Hayley was the only thing keeping me,

me going, keeping me from willingly sl*pping into the darkness that loomed so closely over me. | couldn’t imagine her trying to deal with my loss. She was only a child who discovered her father but that didn’t mean that she had to lose a mother because of it.

| could only hope that Dante had gotten to Hayley by now and she was not alone and scared. | also hoped that Dante some how knew that some thing was terribly wrong. | didn’t know how long they had planned to keep me here or just what their actual plan was. But | did know that if things had ran their course as per Pheobe’s wishes, it was going to be a terrible route.

The door was pushed open abruptly causing it to slam against the wall loudly. | jerked in shock at the sound catching me off guard and the movement felt like all the cuts on my b*dy had been stretched leading to a burning sensation and, once again, my b*dy was on fire.

“Rest time is over, princess. Demetri muttered in his gruff voice but this time he was not alone like before.

Behind his large figure was Pheobe who joined him now dressed in a black dress and and sandals. She grimaced at the sight of me but that was it. No sign of any sympathy neither did she seem pained to witness such a scene before. It was like she was totally desensitized and used to this kind of things.

She scrunched her nose at the smell of blood. ‘Good job. Demetri.” She praised him like he was some kind of watch dog or servant as opposed to someone she loved.

Phoebe walked close inspecting my state before she straightened her posture and glanced to Demetri

“| think we need to up the ante just a bit and not for long. | need an additional cl*p before we send this off to Dante and make a ransom call.” Pheobe suggested as she studied me like | was some ruin

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verbally state it. “Have you seen the footage from earlier?” Demetri asked in a tone that not so critically told her that it was enough. Pheobe purses her I*ps. “I have but | like to make the most out of situations.” She grinned like a pig.

Demetri sighed but covered it up with a cough. “I think it’s enough for now. Send the footage of and make a ransom call. If Dante is unmoved then we pick up the heat.” Demetri said to Pheobe who had still been eyeing me far too closely.

| saw her debate internally with herself about what she wanted to do about this before she sighed and gave in to Demetris suggestion.

“Fine, we'll try your way.” Pheobe settled then fished out the same phone that had been used pinned to the tripod earlier.

| just hung there like a carcass in a chilled with no say to any thing. My arms were utterly numb after the many hours that | had been held like this and | wondered if they would even work once they were undone.

“We have to feed her, Pheobe. Look at her.” Demetri said in a low voice as he moved closer to Pheobe. “She will die from hunger and weakness before Dante even responds to us.

Pheobe shook her head like she didn’t think | deserved food but then let out a loud grunt and stomped her food against the creeky floor.

“Ugh, fine. | suppose you're right. Get her some food. Pheobe agreed and it was only at the mention of it did | realise just how famished | had been.

My b*dy had been thriving of adrenaline and pain to think about nourishment. All | thought about was water for my parched throat and food hadn’t even been on my mind.

Pheobe had pulled up a chair and glued herself to it whilst Demetri disappeared to get me some thing to eat, | presumed. There was some thing about Demetri that differed greatly to Pheobe. Aside from their physical attributes, Demetri was capable of some level of empathy. Pheobe might not even be able to understand what empathy actually is, but Demetri still possessed some sense of a moral compass.

| bit back a scoff as Pheobe trapped me in a stare. She didn’t intimidate me one bit. Not any more. As | watched her glare bitterly at me from across this mirky, dingy shed, | had come to understand just how weak she actually was. She had nothing aside from her snarky comments and venomous glares and with out Demetri or Dante, she was a lost sheep. Dante was her trump card for money and Demetri was her lover who also doubles as a yes man to do her every bidding with out questioning her judgement.

“| could never understand why Dante was so head over heels in love with you.” Pheobe tilted her head to the side like she was trying to find the answers within my crusty, dried bloody wounds.

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“It can’t be looks because who are we kidding when it comes to me.” She flexed her shoulder dwelling in her conceit. “Maybe personality?” She squinted her eyes then shook her head. “Nah, can’t be. It’s just impossible to think of some thing” She mocked as if he being stripped down to my under wear and sliced like an animal was not humiliating enough.

“You couldn't have been much to value since he threw you out at the first chance that he got! looked her up and down similar to the way she looked at me seconds ago. “But | think it was because Dante realised how scheming and deceitful you had been from the beginning.” | spat at her and the words did nothing to her. If anything it was like she had been fueling herself by listening to

that.

“It took him far too long to piece the puzzle together.” She said in a pitiful tone. “| expected more from him in that regard but | guess it would have worked out perfectly if he hadn’t figured things out at all.” | was pretty sure she was speaking to herself now because she had completely sl*pped in to her own bubble.

For a moment, | was beginning to believe that she was insane.

She cackled and | caught my breath watching her. “We would have all the money. All the richess. | wouldn’t need to beg at the feet of a man ever again. Isn’t that right?” She asked but to no one in particular just herself in the corner of the shed.

| watched her in utter shock and suddenly her actions and personality began to make sense. How had no one witness this glitch of hers. Perhaps Demetri had known hence the reason he was so patient with her.

The door creaked open and Demetri returned with a brown bag and a bottle of water in his hand. He followed my gaze to Phoebe conversing to herself in the corner and he immediately rushed over to her.

Demetri’s hand had found her shoulders and he began to shake her roughly until she snapped out of whatever trance she had been trapped in. | realised right there and then that | was dealing with lunatic all along.

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