The Babysitter

13

𝗥𝗢𝗬𝗖𝗘

"We need to start working." Enzo announced.

We were at least fourteen men in the house. I asked Nathalie to send Tate home with Marcus, one of my drivers, and she did that because I didn't spot a figure of Tate anymore. Because if they catch a sight of her, they'll come running, and I fear what they might do. She's too innocent, too pure. I have to keep her away from their hungry eyes and reckless intentions.

"So what is your plan, Royce?" One of my men said, and I smile to myself, feeling the power heat up in my body at the devilish thought that just crossed my mind.

"We're going to destroy him. Tear him apart, but not just like that. We need to do it slowly, let him feel the pain." I say in a super calm way. This was only the first.

The first plan is to destroy him.

Plan two, 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.

Plan three, 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟.

Plan four, which is the last plan, 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑖𝑚.

"What we're going to do first?" Another one asks.

"Hmm, that's a good question." I point, and continue, "we're going to spread secrets about him. Spread dark nasty secrets. I know everything about that man, of what he did. But we need to be careful. We can't make him sense anything, sense that we are doing that. We're going to play with him. Make him suffer."

I know how to take you down, Nathaniel. But trust me, you're playing with the wrong man. I will make him regret everything. I know nasty secrets about him, secrets no one knows. I know what he used to do in his past and what he did with some innocent girls. He has no mercy to anyone.

Severl hours later, we finished talking and chatting with each other, and I came to a decision. What to do about Nathaniel. Starting from tomorrow, I'll be sending him a gift. Specifically for him.

There was no see for Tate, and I don't know why I got worried about her. Even though I sent her home, it's been more than five hours, and she didn't come back here anymore. Maybe Valerie should call her and tell her to come?

I'm not even worried about her, but I'm worried because she should stay with Angela. Today was Melissa's birthday, and we're all going out at night to one of her dad's clubs. I don't like that idea at all, but it's her birthday. I can't tell her no.

Melissa was already here because I heard her voice from the other room. I'm not in the mood for her and for her stupid birthday. But I'm forced to act. Act like I care.

Tate never came back. Even after Valerie tried to call her, she didn't even reply. Bad thoughts crossed my mind, but I deleted them directly because I knew6 nothing could happen to Tate.

"Royce?" Melissa peeks her head, then enters my office, wearing the tightest dress ever.

The dress is short and white, with a simple and elegant design that exudes elegance and style. The fabric looks so soft, and the fit is perfect on her, hugging her body.

"Yeah?" I scan every inch of her. She looked good in that dress, I'm not going to lie. Specially that Melissa had a perfect body, but hell Tate's also got a beautiful body with curves.

"It's seven, you take time. Go shower. We need to go at eight or nine." She ruffles her black wavy her as she sways her hips walking to me.

"Is that so?" I smirk when she sits on my lap, and her mouth drives into my neck nibbling on my flesh. "Mel," I warn. But she continues sucking, and my cock was already hardened as the thought of Tate that was doing all that.