The Billionaire's Sex Slave

Invitation

Andrius POV

“YOU SAID I JUST NEEDED TO TREAT HER BADLY AFTER THAT YOU WILL CANCEL THE ENGAGEMENT!”

Beatrice clenches her eyes and flinches. She appeared to be crying before closing her eyes.

In a fit of wrath, I hit the wall and yanked at my hair as I sat on the floor. THIS IS NOT AN ENGAGEMENT PARTY! THAT IS MARRIAGE! My mother, father, and even Beatrice deceive me! They all convinced me that there was a camera surrounding me. However, there are merely watchers so that if Caroline leaves the home, they may do anything they want. THERE ARE ONLY HIDDEN GUARDS!

“Andrius, you know how much I love you!” She’s weeping now as if it’s my fault she loves me.

Caroline’s eyes seemed to melt into mine when I saw them. I’m always to blame for her damp eyes. And, as much as I’ve done her wrong without explanation, I’m not sure she can forgive me.

“That is the most ridiculous reason I have ever read!” I got up from sitting on the floor, then went out to look for Caroline. I slammed the door. I didn’t know where my parents were. I didn’t want to meet them now because I didn’t know what I could do. I immediately ran to Caroline’s room and saw she was not there. I went back to the venue, but she wasn’t there either. I was getting tired of finding her and I knew she couldn’t leave here in the building because she didn’t know where we were.

I suddenly thought and ran to where the private plane landed. There I saw her talking to Stanley as she smiled. I waited for their conversation to end. I sat first on the side where she could not see me.

“It’s not bad to cry when it hurts! Even if you go through that with laughter, the pain will not go away! ”

I wanted to chuckle at what she said, but I immediately felt enraged when I realized it wasn’t for me, but for the man she was speaking to. I feel irritated for reasons I don’t understand. Every time I think she’s talking to someone else, I feel irritated. I know that I’m being unjust in that I take advantage of how she feels about me. She is so vulnerable and innocent.

I stood up to go to Caroline when I heard the man go by, but he was gazing at me, his jaw clenching as if in secret wrath. I encountered him at business functions, occasionally at business meetings, but he was always tailing Beatrice till one day I didn’t see him much. He returned Caroline’s gaze and spoke.

“Stand there, your fetch is here.”

Caroline remained silent. She simply bowed. I approached her as Stanley and I passed, but she didn’t appear to see me. I was angry even more when I saw her smile. I knew I wasn’t the reason for that smile, and that made me nervous. I’ve never felt fear in my heart, even when ladies wanted to complain about what I’d done to them.

“Did you enjoy your story too much and are you still smiling?”

She didn’t listen to what I said and was about to go, but I re-positioned her, and I reinforced my push since she fell. I would have offered to assist her if only I hadn’t spotted someone inside the plane. I clutched my palm. My mother will not stop till she gets what she desires. Beatrice and I are already married. What else does she crave? I could see it from a distance, and I knew it was keeping an eye on us. They will not stop spying on Caroline.

At the time, I lamented the fact that I had done nothing. Why I did not defend her? I let them all play with me since I didn’t realize she was slowly going away from me. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

The fear only developed inside me when she did not return to her room.

Caroline POV

I just leaned my head. I knew immediately what he was up to here. I didn’t move and hid behind me the calling card Stanley had given me. As he walked, I stepped back from the door — still struggling with the pain in my foot.

I was surprised when he suddenly threw the whip. I don’t know how he got my suitcase because he just suddenly put it in my hand. I asked, looking at him. No. Don’t tell me...

“W-what is this?” Tears wanted to drip into my eyes that I thought were exhausted and dried up. This is not true, is it? I haven’t heard his explanation yet, but hundreds of questions are already forming in my brain. But I guess it’s better that I didn’t wait for what he would say because I want to kneel and beg in front of him now not to just do what he says.

“I already made you a bank account. I also bought you your condominium. I have delivered the remaining clothes to your new residence. You need to leave my house. That’s where Beatrice will live now. My wife.” I thought everything he said was over and nothing would make my heart bleed, but I was wrong. He was not satisfied with what he did. He just crushed me even more.

He handed me an envelope I didn’t know when made. That is the color purple. I have not yet seen the inside; he has already spoken.

“When we return to Turkey, the second wedding will be held. What happened today was a simple engagement party at the same time, a simple wedding. You can come if you want.”

I just opened my mouth, and a series of large beads of tears fell from my eyes. He passed me and closed the door.