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Jack swallowed hard and almost crushed his office phone with his palm. Pacing around the office restlessly, he waited for the caller to fully introduce himself so he would be sure if it's really who he thinks it is.
"Did you watch the news? How do I put it? You know, men like you don't give a fûck about news because you might want to ride the newscaster!" The same voice mocked again.
"Who the... fûck are you?!" Jack lost his patient and squeezed the life out of his phone as if he's actually strangling the owner of the voice.
"Oh, yeah. I'm your worst nightmare!" The voice laughed. "When you think about Vera's captor, you think about who?"
"Kenneth, Prince of Wales?" It was a whisper to himself, and it surprised him to know that the man at the other end heard him loud and clear.
"Wonderful! I have become very popular these days!!"
"You are calling for war!"
"Do you want to put up a fight or do you want us to go on a duel?"
"You... disgusting..."
"Hey, calm down! I have your sex doll right here with me and if you misuse your words, I might squeeze life out of her!"
"Don't you dare! Oh, fûck! No, please!"
Jackson sank to the couch and tried hard to suppress his anger. He clutched his hair and gritted his teeth. His heart swelled up and almost busted while he fought to hold back his ferocity.
"I will do whatever you want. Leave Vera alone, please," he said coolly.
"I heard you are a tough and ruthless billionaire who never begs, apologizes or backs down. It's promising to hear you say please, but you should ask me what to do so that I won't hurt her!" Ken said matter-of-factly.
"Tell me what you want, and don't touch her!"
"Don't worry about that, I have no plans of touching her. I have already had enough of her so many years ago, remember?" He paused for a moment, then continued.
"I learnt an investigator has been accumulating evidence of everything that happened years ago -which he must've found- to use against me in court. I want that to end."
"Is that all?" Jack asked.
"Close the case!"
"Which case?"
"Quit the pretense! Unless you want me to cut Vera's breasts off and make you watch her bleed to death, a slow kind of dead!"
"You are not a human being!"
"I know, I accepted a long time ago. What about you? I saw the scars on her body, especially her thighs. I wondered what kind of beast that was..."
"I have changed!"
"I bet you have! Doesn't that mean that we are the same? I hurt her, you hurt her, we are her pain! Don't you see? So let's not implicate ourselves and complicate her life the most!"
"That child..."
"He's mine! I'm not always this patient, but I give you two hours to end the fracas or face the wrath!"
That said, Ken ended the call. Jack slowly put the phone away from his ear and stared at it for sometime before he replaced the receiver.
Jack stood up, grabbed his car keys and went to the parking lot to get his car. He can't just sit back and do nothing while Vera is in danger. He has to do something.
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HÖRNY BOSS
RomanceJackson Taylor is a sex freak. Vera Santos was a nymphomaniac. He had nothing to lose, she had nothing to lose until they signed the contract to be sex mates for only ten days until his doctor came back. He's a ruthless billionaire who doesn't give...