?Married To A Billionaire?
(The Billionaire Wife)
????Written by Authoress Quinny ????
I felt weak. My eyes could barely open. I couldn’t move my hands, they were tied up to a pole, with something I couldn’t see. My head felt heavy, I could only hear sounds of water dripping and whispers.
I slowly began to regain my conscience. I finally opened my eyes. The room was dark, there was no window and there was only one door which was up against the stairs. I assumed this might have been a basement.
Nothing around me looked familiar.
I couldn’t tell whether it was night or day.
All my memory’s started coming back to me slowly. I was still in the same clothes I had been wearing at the party. But how I got here or where I was, I was still not certain.
The room was cold and dusty like someone had not been in where for ages. I could smell bl00d, but I guess that might have been my bl00d since bl00d was running down my face, my
two hands might have been bl.eeding as well because they were tired very tight.
My whole body felt as if it was drained like I hadn’t eaten in days.
Each time I tried moving the more it hurts.
I heard the door being unlocked, I then began hearing footsteps and they were getting louder.
I felt scared, I knew that they were going to kill me sooner or later. I had to be strong for myself, I couldn’t let fear consume me. No matter how hard I tried convincing myself that I was going to make it out alive, a part of me knew that wasn’t true. I didn’t have the energy to move but I still tried even though I knew I was only setting myself up for failure.
“She is awake.” I heard the man yelled. I couldn’t see his face clearly since my vision was still a bit blurry.
The man began walking upstairs again, I guess he might have been going to inform whoever was keeping me here.
My head began pounding, it felt heavy. It was worse than it already was. I couldn’t bear it. It might have been from the thought that I knew I was going to die.
The footsteps started again, they were getting louder. The person was getting closer.
“Don’t worry your pretty little boyfriend will be here soon.”
“Who are you?” I could barely speak, it sounded more like a whisper. I felt like something had been forced down my throat.
“I’ll leave that part for your boyfriend. I’m just getting paid to do my job.”
“How long have I been here?”
I have been here for two weeks, two weeks of my life had been wasted.
“Please, please let me go. I promise you we’ll pay you double the amount.”
“Sweetheart, why do think you are here in the first place?”
“I don’t understand.”
“It’s time to go to sleep.”
Immediately after I felt a hard thing against my heard. My head once again couldn’t take the pain, causing me to pass out.
“You look so lifeless, my poor Elizabeth.”
I felt a hand rub through my hair. It certainly wasn’t mine.
“If only you had listened to me.” The man spoke again.
I opened my eyes slowly regaining my conscience. The face I saw shocked me to death. I had to blink my eyes three times just to be sure that my eyes weren’t playing any tricks on me. On the third blink, I was convinced it was real, I kept on seeing the same face over and over.
It was Erik
Tears began falling down my face. I felt so betrayed. Everyone around me had been lying to me. He was the list I ever expected this from. I should never have thought so highly of him. And to think that I ever loved him.
It’s like they say, the people closest to you are the ones that hurt you the most.
“Shhhh don’t cry, baby.” He said wiping the tears from my face. As he did this, the more tears began rolling down my face.
“I’m going to leave now, you better watch her carefully. If anything happens to her I will have your head.” I heard Erik say to one of his men.
He handed me a plate of food which he held in his right hand. Even if I wanted to eat (which I didn’t because it was probably poisoned) couldn’t he see that my arms were tied up?
“Are you gonna eat or what? If you want to starve and die that’s your choice.”
And he still asked me that question, how stupid can some people get.
“Can you please untie me?” I finally spoke.
“Smart but no, now eat if you want I can have someone feed you,”
I mentally face pumped myself.
“I will, but not with your men watching me. It’s not like I could run away here.”
He did so, he first untied my hands then my legs. My body felt relieved from all that pain.
Even if I wanted to run (which I did) I would probably faint after a minute.
“Well, as much as I would love to stay here with you I promised Mary I would help her find you so I gotta go.”
He placed a kss on my forehead before walking away, how I hated this guy right now.
What I didn’t understand was why he was doing all of this. I never knew him to be a person like this. He must have a good reason for this, right?
If he wanted money I’m pretty sure he would have gotten that already, after all, two weeks is way too long to be keeping me in here.
Whatever the reason was, I needed to get out of here and fast.
I realized something I still had my phone in my pocket. The jacket I was wearing had a pocket inside that was almost impossible to find if you weren’t looking. My phone had been on silent, that’s why I never heard any message or calls but felt something vibrate against my chest.
What kind of kidnappers are they? Not good at there jobs.
I can’t say that I wasn’t grateful for that.
I thought about calling Mary but she wouldn’t be able to help me as much, at list not on time and she might be busy with her work shift.
So I called Charles, he picked up on the first ring.
“Elizabeth where are you, we are worried sick about you?”
This wasn’t Charles, it was Michael. He sounded a little breathless.
“Michael? Where’s Charles?”
“He is kinda in a situation right now, so whatever you want to say to him you going to have to say it to me.”
“What did you do to him?”
“He might have accidentally taken some drugs without knowing.”
I can’t say that I didn’t miss Michael or his sense of humour. If I wasn’t kidnapped, I would have loved to see a drugged Charles, he might just turn out to be more fun.
“I need you to help me. If you don’t they were going to kill me.”
“OK, where are you?” Now he sounded worried.
“I have no idea but it looks like a basement.”
“Okay, we’ll try tracking your phone down, do you know who is behind this?”
The door opened again, I knew that if I didn’t hide away the phone, they were surely going to kill me, even sooner than I thought.
I hung up the phone then removed my battery because I knew Michael would try to call me again and the would only make my death come closer than it already is
I quickly hide it back into my pocket.
But unfortunately, my attempt failed. The man came walking to me like a hurricane. Shit, I forgot about the cameras. He grabbed my hair so tight I felt as if my hair was being ripped out.
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