THE BILLIONAIRE'S UNEXPECTED WIFE - CHAPTER 55&56
༆ HER CRIME–THE CHASE༆
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He slumped unconsciously.
“D-D-Daniel??” Alyssa’s eyes went double the size of a normal woman as blood gushed out of Daniel’s neck like a river. She knew she was doomed. No amount of pleas or shouts could wake him up.
Still in her confused state, she removed her heels and held them in her hands as she took to her heels instantly, running out of the mansion. As big as a mansion was, there wasn’t any maid around except the security guards and when they saw her, she acted all nice without making it obvious to them that she had just fûçking ki||ed someone!
As she ran swiftly for her dear life, her heart wouldn’t stop pounding in her chest. It felt like it’d explode any moment from now. She glanced at her hands, the same hands that took someone’s life. She’s never ki||ed a person before! Not an ordinary person but the son of someone that can be referred to as danger.
Luckily, a taxi cab was nearly so she quickly boarded it to reach her residence .
“Ma’am are you okay?” The driver asked when he noticed how she kept looking terrified and panicking.
“Just mind your business and take me to where I asked you to take me to!” That was her response and all through the ride, the man didn’t say another word to he pulled up in front of her destination.
As Alyssa walked hastily, she was stopped by Addams who was just heading out of the residence.
“Alyssa, baby.” He called, seeing how scattered and tattered she looked. The moment she saw him, tears gathered in her eyes as she embraced him.
“Are you alright?” He whispered, stroking her hair and she sniffed, wanting not to wet his shirt with her tears. “I-im fine,” Her response came out muffled.
“You’re not alright. What’s wrong?” He asked, breaking the hug to look at her face. “I said I’m fine, Dad. I’ll just go inside,” With that said, she walked away from him before going into the house.
She met Elaine who was just emerging from the kitchen and when Elaine saw her, she burst out crying.
“Darling!” Elaine exclaimed in shock as she rushed to Alyssa who broke down into the tears she’s been hiding.
“Mum..”
“Alyssa, what’s wrong? What happened?” Elaine asked worriedly as she raised her face slightly upward. She used her other hand to gently wipe off her tears.
“Mum, I just committed something terrible.” She responded, crying so hard despite Elaine trying to clean her tears. Elaine, who was confused, couldn’t say anything but just stroke her hair.
“Don’t think too much for wh@??ver you did. Nothing is terrible.”
“You don’t understand, Mum,”
*
When Godfather Marcelo had returned he after days of staying in his own penthouse where he does his meetings and all, he returned and upon seeing Daniel’s car in the driveway, he believed he was inside.
He was ready to bash at him with whomever he brought home after the mask party. But as he walked, something suddenly caught his eyes making him to the direction that lead the stairs—It was a shoe belonging to Alyssa.
She mistakenly left it when she was in a haste to leave and couldn’t care less.
Godfather Marcelo smirked and picked up the nude heel as he crept up the stairs to Daniel’s dimension only to be welcomed to see his son in his own lake of blood with a tool pierced at his nape.
“Daniel?” First it was like an unbelievable scene to Godfather Marcelo as he called him, expecting him to just open his eyes and get up but nothing as such came.
“Daniel! Daniel!”
Still no response —nothing changed.
His eyes flashed red, blazing with wildfire as he clenched his fist..his breathing suddenly accelerated as he breathe hard. For the first time tears produced in his eyes, but he forced himself not to tear up.
How could he tear up? Now was the time to find whoever had ki||ed his son.
He reached out for his phone and dialed a line.
“I need you to be here in the next 10 minutes.”
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The morning breeze was doing an impressive job in distracting Ava who refused to wake up as she kept sleeping. She felt sore in between, her B??@š?s were all swollen. Aurelio couldn’t stop touching her tits all night.
Last night was the most awesome night she’s ever spent. Maybe because she spent it with someone she loved. Yeah, she wasn’t denying the fact that she loved him and her heart ached whenever she thought he didn’t love her back but just did what couples do.
The squeaking sound from the door made her eyes flung open, and her gaze clashed with Aurelio who came in with a meal and a juice.
She instantly covered herself with the duvet, her cheeks getting heated up in a blush as he trudged closer and placed the meal on the small table near the bedstand.
“Don’t tell me you’re acting shy of all a sudden after going on a horse-ride last night, little wife?” He teased with a smirk comprising on his lips. Ava rolled her eyes and revealed her face out of the duvet.
“Good morning..” She greeted in a low tone and he smiled. Stroking her hair, he muttered, “Come eat .I made you breakfast,”
“Wait, you made me breakfast? Like Aurelio O’Connell actually made me breakfast?!” Her eyes widened as she jumped on him, obviously forgetting her soreness.
Aurelio’s face contorted to a slight frown, stylishly wrapping his hands around her slender waist. “Really? You’re surprised?” He questioned.
“Surprise is an understatement, I’m befuddled!” She exclaimed cutely, and he ended up chuckling as she played with his hair, her tits pressing his face.
“Are you doing this on purpose, little wife?” He inhaled her strawberry scent and the little member in his pants rocked hard.
Ava smiled frantically, batting her lashes cutely like she wasn’t aware of what he was saying. “Doing what?”
He smirked, deciphering what she was clearly doing as she kept raking his hair with his fingers.
“If you don’t come down from my laps in the next three seconds, I’m going to take you on another fûçking spree,” He whispered, his hot mint breath fanning her nape and Ava’s middle throbbed.
The feelings were uncanny. They were burning for each other. Sparkles in their eyes, not just any sparkles but sparkles of love, emotions, feelings, sensations. His smoldering eyes gaped hers and a smirk formed on his lips.
“1…” He started counting. “2..” She smiled, not moving a bit. “3.” At once, he rolled her over to the bed and spanked her @zz, a Mõ@? escaped her lips shamelessly.
He smooched her with kisses and hickeys as he came in between her widened legs.
“Aurelio, I still have to eat!!!”
“Not going to happen, little wife.”
Cute giggles could be heard thereafter.
***
Aurelio and Ava decided to visit President Alfred and Lady Sawyer at the hospital, expressing their love and gratitude as they placed the bucket of flowers they brought along with them in his ward.
Alfred was doing perfectly fine. He was finally recovering, and all bills have been settled. He smiled when he saw Ava alongside her husband, Aurelio.
“You both came,” Lady Sawyer smiled graciously.
“Of course, we would.” Ava smiled back at her.
“Thank you, guys.” Alfred spoke, showing off his perfect dentition.
“I almost thought I’d die,” He added and Lady Sawyer huffed. “Don’t start now, Alfred. You aren’t going to die! No one can ki|| you.”
Lady Sawyer’s statement made Aurelio precipitously remembered the night he saw Grey and Godfather Marcelo leaving the party hall.
“It wasn’t just a normal explosion. It was a set-up plan to ki|| you, Mr. President,” He bursted before he could stop himself, and they all looked at him, including Ava.
“What are you saying, Aurelio?” Ava whispered.
“Yes, Mr. President,” He repeated.
“I’ll be back soon.” With that being said, he turned and started leaving the hospital like he was being controlled.
*
Aurelio’s car roughly pulled to a stop in the driveway as he trod to the small roof house he dumped Silvia who was still tied to a chair, his hair falling on his face.
Aurelio picked a bowl of water that was lying beside the door and splashed them on him, causing him to jolt up.
“Dammit!”
“You sleep too much. Get a good grip, dude.” Aurelio smirked, dipping his hands into his pants pocket, and he scrunched up his face.
“Let me go you bastard! Let me go now!!” He shouted like a raging lion, earning himself a chuckle.
“It’s funny how you’re tied hopeless, and you’re still shouting like a lion.”
“Let me go, Aurelio.”
Aurelio removed his hands from his pants and folded them as he moved closer to him, leaning in, “Well, what if I don’t and just end up ki||ing you? Do you know no single person will ever find out or the cops won’t even be on my trail because I’ll make it look like a suicide?” He whispered, and Silvia pulsed his lips.
“Now be a good boy and answer my questions.” He added in a whispering tone, but Silvia said nothing.
“Who sent you to explode that prominent building in the outskirts of Australia?”
Silvia scoffed. “If you intend to get any information from me, you’re wrong, Aurelio because you’ll never get anything from me.” He retorted.
“Oh, is that so?” He grinned, moving around his chair like he was some sought of his prey while he was the predator. Before Silvia knew it, a gun and a knife was on his hands, making him almost flinched.
“H-How did you get those?” He stammered.
“You can never predict, boy. You just can’t,” Aurelio clicked his tongue, shaking his head like a ticking bomb.
“Now will you speak, or I get it from you the hard way, and I’ll start by cutting off your filthy fingers,” Aurelio mused, glancing at Silvia’s trembling fingers.
“You dare not,”
Another smirk. “Watch me,”
At first, Silvia thought it was joke not until he took up his thumb and in the blink of an eye, he sliced his thumb halfway, causing him to yelp at the excruciating d@mn pains.
Aurelio watched as blood flow out of his thumb to the ground. “Fûçk!!!!!”
He pinned the knife nonetheless in his thumb halfway, and that’s the more he screamed as hellish pains invaded his system.
“Fûçking stop it! f-__-king stop! Stop! Stop!” He cried out due to the pains he was feeling and Aurelio paused. “Will you give me accurate answers?”
“I never knew you were a psycho.”
“I wasn’t, not until you made me one.” A chuckle came along his words.
“Now fûçking start speaking!”
***
For two days straight, Alyssa never contacted anyone or go out with her friends to the pub. She just had to stay home, being terrified and traumatized about dead Daniel. Every night she slept, the image of how she stabbed him would flood back fresh in her memories.
Now, she had decided to go to mall to get groceries for Elaine, and she was currently heading outside, waiting for a cab to stop when a man approached her. He looked so huge and masculine.
“Hi, pretty.” He smiled, showing off his yellow sets of teeth and indignation stirred in Alyssa.
“Don’t ignore when I’m talking to, pretty.” The man tried to touch her, but she yanked him away.
“Get the hell away from me, whacko!” She whisper-yelled.
“You’re too hot to be left alone, you know?”
Silently, two men were walking towards her behind her back, but before she could turn away from the man, an arm went to her nose, covering her with a sedated handkerchief as she passed out —falling into his arms.
The other one dialed a number.
“Boss, we’ve gotten her.”
***
Inside a convoy that looked like an abandoned warehouse, different machines could be heard and the smokes looming in the air.
One of them sank into Alyssa’s nose, prompting her to sneeze back to life only to realize she was covered with a handkerchief, her hands ties behind her back, and she was on her knees.
She couldn’t even see anything but darkness, but she could inhale the smokes that rented her nose. She could tell a man was standing in front of her.
“Good, you’re awake.” Came a Hispanic voice that made her crease her brows even though she couldn’t see him.
“W-what do you want from me?”
The man gave a light laughter. “What do I want? Last two days, what did you commit? What was your crime? Confess it, I’ll gladly hear you out.”
Alyssa faced turned to a frown as she felt the urge to spit on his face. “I did nothing wrong. Just let me go, I beg you!”
“Not too fast, girlie.” The man clicked his tongue as he slowly untied the handkerchief that was covering her face, but he still had her hands tied down.
It was no other person than —Godfather Marcelo.
“I beg you, let me go. Please,” She pleaded, tears already brimming in her eyes, and he gave a hollow laughter as he flickered his gaze to her.
“You want to leave? On just one condition, Alyssa Addams.”
Her eyes widened. How did he know her name and her surname??
She gulped hard. “W-what condition?”
Godfather Marcelo wore a sinister grin as he rubbed his temple, placing the stick of cigarette in-between his lips.
“Do you play hide and seek, girlie? Why don’t we start with that first?” He offered grimly, and Alyssa shook violently, shaking her messy hair.
“N…No.”
“Too bad, I chose that already. Now do me a favor, get on your d@mn feet, and run… Run for your dare life and if I catch you, you’ll pay for your atrocity. Are we clear on that?”
At once, she struggled to get up on her feet and in the blink of an eye, she started running, despite her hands were tied. His laughter followed next as he went after her.
“Run…RUN!”
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