BELLA.
"Vincent, it's already 10 pm. Who's letter would be so important to interrupt our sleep?" Caspar scolded as he dashed towards the door, carrying an unpleasant expression on his face.
Opening the door, he mumbled annoyingly, "What is it, Vincent?" He asked, noticing the red envelope with golden strips on it and a molten golden stamp with the emblem of Hawkins. "Don't tell me it's a new tactic of my brother-in-law to call my wife!"
"It is, Mr Caspar," Vincent agreed and I shook my head in irritation.
I got up from bed and with my hand supporting my waist, I walked forth, "Why is my brother looking for me at this hour?"
"He wants to have dinner with you, Miss Bella."
"I don't want to," I straightforwardly declined the invitation. "I have already had dinner with my husband. Please ask him to stop bothering me and behave like a grown man!"
My words had a drastic effect on Vincent's expressions, he almost started sweating as if he was scared of something. Petrifying himself in the place, he prompted me to be quiet. Failed miserably!
"So is that what you think about me, my sister?" Suddenly Olivier's voice alerted me and others and from the right side, he appeared in front of us. "However, it doesn't matter. If you are not in the mood to have dinner with me, then let's get straight to serious discussion on today's matter."
"Serious discussion?" Caspar looked at me and then asked again. "Which serious matter is he talking about, my wife?"
"T-that…"
I stuttered in hesitation because I wanted to keep it from Caspar for now since it was only a slight suspect and my good brother ruined it. Now I'll have to say it. Olivier suddenly winked at me and said to Caspar, "Actually join me for a drink, I'll share some important information with you, Caspar."
Caspar's eyebrows raised up in curiosity and he quickly agreed. Men will be men. And before following Olivier, he held my hand,"Bella, come along."
I should have declined it because I ended up getting drunk off just two glasses of whiskey. While those two were still sober up and talking seriously with each other. And honestly I could not understand them because of the effect of alcohol on my senses.
I excused myself about 10 minutes later and asked Vincent to send me back to my bedroom. Upon arriving, I immediately collapsed on my bed and embraced the softness of the mattress. Hugging my hand pillows, I sighed, "So comfortable. I wonder why I followed them to drink when my mattress was this sexy. Literally so soft and feels good on my skin."
However my satisfaction lasted for a few minutes before my phone started ringing. I reached my hand out to receive the call, thinking Caspar could be calling me. But it was an unknown number and I was reluctant to receive it. So, I allowed it to keep ringing and go quiet.
"Can people stop calling me?" I murmured annoyingly under my breath. "Every time I see a number not in my contact list calling me, my blood boils and I feel the urge to receive the call and teach that person basic emotions."
The ringing finally stopped but a few seconds later I received texts from an unknown number. The texts were full of treats and I was about to assume that they were nonsense and decided to inform my husband and brother before I saw the newest texts floating on the screen of the phone."
I stopped when I saw the treats mentioned sharing my nude images and videos online. My blood turned cold and I couldn't understand what the sender was talking about. Frustrated, I typed the response, "What do you mean by that?"
The sender sent, "Very good Bella. Don't ignore my calls and texts from now onwards because I know you don't want to get famous through your nude pictures!"
I could not understand, I got more confused.
"When did I pose for nudes? I don't remember doing that!"
The sender texted again, "Yes, right now you are thinking about when you posed for nudes. The thing is you never did!"
I could imagine the laughter of the sender. I'm my thoughts by reading the texts. I closed my eyes and tried to remember something like my past self would do.
'No, I do not remember,' I sighed.
I put my phone aside and sat down with my face buried in my folded arms. I thought about who could dare to play such things on me. Maybe someone was trying to blackmail me?
TING.
My phone vibrated and I lazily picked up the call to see what else that blackmailer had to say. But I couldn't say anything, my voice got stuck in my throat when I saw the photos of myself.
I was wearing nothing and my eyes were closed, the place appeared familiar from where the photos were taken. Unfortunately I was not able to recognize the place…
Then the blackmailer sent the video clips and my heart almost jumped in fear. The videos were definitely on me and I was lying naked, with a man fucking me.
It took no time for me to recognize the man. My fingers hurriedly typed,"T-Theodore, why do you have photos and videos of us in this situation?"
"Well, I used to masturbate myself by looking at your photos and our sex videos."
Such a shameless reply. I trembled in anger and embarrassment, that moment I realized that I was helpless. I can't tell this to Caspar or brother…it's such a shameless thing to ever do.
I gulped in my pride and texted back, "Delete everything. And tell me what you need for that?"
The reply came instantly, "I want to meet you. Right now."
I rolled my eyes in annoyance because all I ever wanted to do with him was to beat the hell out of him.
Suppressing my anger I replied, "Are you crazy? Have you lost it finally? You want to meet right now?"
"Yes, come out of your mansion. I'm waiting for you, my love."
My body shook in disgust when he mentioned me as my love. Eww, why would he do that to me? I first grabbed my gun and put it inside my coat's hidden pocket and then cleared the chat history.
I then opened the window's door and looked down. The security was tight, and escaping without getting seen appeared challenging. I put on my mask and then wore a black baseball cap.
Taking out the rope, I hooked it against something heavy and then leaped out of the window. I did it diligently without getting caught.
Once I came down, I tiptoed towards the bushes hiding from the eyes of the guards. I knew their shift and their positions, so taking advantage of it I barely escaped from their eyes.
Reaching the gate, I entered the password and the door flicked open. And I ran out before the guards would get this notification of the main gate being opened. My body didn't help but I saw a shadow of a man on the bike in the darkness of night.
I hurried and got on, and asked, "Theodore hurry up if you don't want to become the roasted meat."
"Alright," he turned on the bike's engine and moved. Increasing the speed, he murmured,"Do you know how much I missed you? But you never cared about me!"
'Yeah say whatever you want to say because when we arrive at the hotel, I'm going to beat you into a pulp,' I nodded my head in thought.
He kept on babbling stupid stuff that made no sense to me. I then checked my pants pockets only to realize that I forgot to bring my phone.
Fuck, I'm cooked.
I looked back and saw nobody was following us. That's weird! The guards should have informed the soldiers of the DarZ or Hawkins and they would have been chasing after us.
That's what I thought. Suddenly I felt goosebumps and realized that something was not right. I needed to get off this bike and return.
"Unfortunately it's too late. If you decide to jump off the bike, I'll ask my secretary to upload all of your photos and videos online. Your image will be ruined."
"The brother who loves you and is proud of you will literally abandon you. The husband who claims to love you even after knowing your past dating habits will get a reason to free you from your grasp.
"Nobody will want you," he laughed and continued further, "What about your daughter? Do you want her to grow up and find out her beloved mother's porn?"
"Theodore, you," I burnt in rage. Clenching my hands around his waist, I gritted my teeth
"What exactly do you want from me? If you want me to have an affair with you, then I'm sorry."
He kept which annoyed me even more. "Just say something! Do not sit like a statue!"
His silence frustrated me and I was about to pull out the gun when he suddenly stopped the bike near a motel. He got off and without giving me a second to get down, he scooped me up.
Tossing my body on his right shoulder, he walked inside. I panicked, hitting his back and shouting, "What the fuck is this behavior? Get me down."
Bastard, can't you hear me? I said get me down, I can fucking wall myself."
"Keep quiet Bella if you don't want me to throw you on the floor."
Clenching my fists, I got his back for the last time and stopped struggling. The effect of alcohol was still hovering over my senses and I felt very weak and tired soon.
"Where are you taking me, Theodore?"