MY BILLIONAIRE CEO WANTS ME BACK!

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in the center of the room, a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling above me. I had no idea who had taken me or why

air creeping in as I realized I was trapped. As I stared into the gloom, I couldn't help but wonder where my bo

her? No, it wasn't. It was the ma

s man was taller, with a cruel smile on his face. I could tell that he was up to no good. He stood there, staring at me with

, but I knew I had to stay strong. The man continued to approach me, his steps slow and

voice shaking. But he ignored

o next. But I could hear him getting closer, his foo

e said, his voice c

ocked me to my core. There was a scar running underneath his left eye, giving him a sinister look. But it wasn't just the scar that scared me - it was

that looked tailor-made. His cologne was expens

the room. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Was

clearly. He carried himself with an air of confidence, and

anic, but I tried t

uld see cobwebs hanging from the rafters, and the windows were covered with grime. It was an eerie, desolate place, and I felt a sense

about the business deal. I haven't done anything wrong. Please let me

about what Christopher will do?" he asked, his eyes hard and cold. "I'm not scared of him

t, but it couldn't be good. I felt sick to my stomach

ng in return for your silence?" the ma

could he possibly offer me? I ha

aid, my voice trembling. "I just want

and emotionless. “You see, you have something that I

ing!” I begged, my voice breaking. I was terrified of wh

ugh,” he said, a sly smil

" I begged, my voic

oss his lips. "The fun is just getting starte

e of panic w

screamed, my voice cracki

across his face. "You're not leaving here the same

in my chest. I had no idea what he had in s

I asked, my voice

nough,” he said, his fa

eration creeping into my voice. “If you

smile, then he chuckled, a long, low

rthday coming up soon,” he said, a

begged, terror gripping my

eyes. I could feel the blood drain from my

into a sinister sing-song, his voice ta

crooned, his eyes glittering with malice. "Happy

n. I was trapped, and at the mercy of a man who seemed to take great pleasure

ation. "Just please, don't hurt me. If it's about the business deal, I can mak

I were a child begging for a toy. It was clear

voice low and dangerous. "For all I care, Christopher c

ht you anymore,” I whispered, my

grief. I felt like a dam had broken inside me, relea

and satisfaction. "Give up?" he said coldly. "W

d, my voice firm and resolute. "You've clearly made up yo

lied, his voice full of respect

he had in store for me, it was clear that I would

? Kill me?” I asked, my tears d

n't coming. I h

e said, his voice dropping to a sinister whisper. “There are t

what he could possibly mean, but my mind refused to go down that dark path. I

do to me?" I asked, my voic

lied, his eyes glittering with amusement.

his name. "Don't talk about him!" I

laugh in his voice. "I like a litt

ll me? Then what's your plan? It's hilarious how you're wasting your

ou?” he asked, his voice cold and

m, my voice slightly giving a

. The scent of his cologne was intoxicating,

t will last you a lifetime!” he sai

felt my heart begin to race. I couldn’t tell if he wa

asked, my voice trembling. He nodded

re you run, it will follow you. No matter how hard you try to forget it, it will be there, haunting you.” I tr

h make-up," I said, tr

le. "Who said it wou

irritation in my voice. "It must be hard to com

e worse than death for

n think of a few things," I said, mat

a hint of mystery, he proceeded to say “W

to understand what he meant and my fear of what he might say next. The si

speak. "What do you mean by 'her d

is stripped of her sense of self, her sense of worth, and her sense of purpose. It is a

my stomach churn. “No...” I said, my voi

t. I didn't want to believe what he was im

ng to make sense of what he had j

n his face. "Always asking questions, always probi

hat?" I pressed, my voice sha

” he asked, a befitting

” I shuddered to ask as a te

l I know!” he replied

ask, my heart racing

r, hurting their loved ones is the best way to ruin them!" he

harp breath “And you think he wou

it. Christopher should…fear dea

nd me, that he would rescue me from this nightmare. “Christopher will come,” I whisper

o saving you because he can ne

and walked towards me, he leaned in cl

dress.” He said to me with a sinis

he exit with me scream

Alia!” were his final

elf and then cried again. I waited and waited with

r came…And I wor