Chapter 46: Return Of Michael 2

"I heard it straight from his mouth, he took away papa, so I believe he killed Gregory too, I believe what S...." I hesitated and stopped, I almost talked about Shawn before her."I will never forgive him," I said, my chest churning with disgust and hatred. "And I don't want him to do the same to you. Layla, don't leave me either. I do not want to be alone. Promise me you won't leave me and do something that

will harm you."

Her expression softened as she stroked my cheek. "I love you to the moon and back." Then she wrapped her arms around me.

Michael shook his hand as he gazed at the hotel where the two people he had been following from the United States to Spain were staying. We couldn't get away from him no matter where we went on to hide. He will only count the days until blood was shed once more. Damn! He developed a desire to kill. Psychopath? He was just charging the debtor, that was all..

"First, Honey, Mommy, and l are leaving. We're going to our favourite restaurant," Vicky said over a video call. The extent of her excitement and joy.

Vicky, his lovely Vicky. He cracked a grin. Who is he to put a stop to the girl? He gives it everything it desires. "All right, just take care of yourself and"

"Our child!" Of course," she laughed on the other end and told him how much she loved him before hanging up the phone.

That concluded the story. The next call he received from his best friend, his sweet Vicky, was missing and his mother was already dead. His world had collapsed and he couldn't believe it, so he had to go home that day.

Only to discover that the two most important people in his life did vanished along with his unborn child.

He conducted his own investigation at the crime scene. In a burnt-out hospital. The crime was committed without a hitch. No lead could give him a hint, but he could turn black crayon into white. During his three days of investigation, he discovered that Vicky was taken away somewhere far, and she wasn't killed, and he discovered that Vicky was taken away by Vlov Don, who then is suspected to be the murderer of his mother and he is the perpetrator and that he should be held accountable.

I hugged the big pillow while Layla napped in the other room. I tried everything I could to fall asleep, but drowsiness did not come my way. I couldn't stop myself from overthinking. I was thinking about a lot of what-if scenarios right there. I forced myself to sleep by closing my red, dizzy and heavy eyes.

"You sleep like a baby," Michael whispered.

It was in my room and watching me in my dream. I was not afraid of him in my dream.

"I don't wanna see you. Stay away from me," I angrily cried and smirking slightly.

"It's not over yet," he said, staring at me

"Whoever has to pay will pay," he said before walking away.

"Wait, what?! Fuck! What transpired?"

I woke to the sound of Layla in the living room. she was on her cell phone, talking to someone.

"How did both of my new businesses collapse?! Bullshit! Look for a way to save it!" She threw the phone on the sofa and, perplexed, fiddled with her hair. She cursed and stepped angrily on the furniture floor several times.

"Are you all right?"

Layla turned to face me, approached me, and kissed me on the cheek. "I had secretly set up some business, and they have collapsed. I'm

not sure why, but I know everything will be fine," she sighed, "What does my sister want?" Give it a name." She smiled, but it wasn't genuine.

I pressed my lips against her cheek and pinched it. "It's just you." Lies! I didn't want to aggravate the situation.

"You make my heart flutter, baby girl," she e said, kissing my hand and squeezing my cheek.

When her phone rang, our sweet sister closeness was cut short. She answered the phone and yelled angrily. Her secretary

informed her that three of the new businesses that she had just set up had recently gone bankrupt.

Nothing else came to my mind at that time. Only

What Mr. Michael was capable of doing . Layla came from our family, and I didn't know how it happened all over sudden that she was rich that much and she had already secretly set up new businesses. But I was aware that Michael was

more powerful and wealthy. In the world, he is a well-known multi-bilionaire. It owned a large number of companies and businesses. From real estate, hotels, and restaurants to AirCef Airports that fly to various parts of the world there is something for everyone. He was extremely

wealthy, and with a flick of his hand, he could take my life, just as he had taken my Fiancée's.

Despite my protests, we were forced to return to

the Luz City so that Layla could personally organize her business. I wanted to leave, but doing so only could give Michael a reason to kill me quickly.

I was exhausted as I watched our appearance

in the media that night. Layla's expression on the television showed that she was suppressing her rage as a result of the simultaneous failure of her businesses. All I could think about was how no one knew I and my father had vanished. Was that another of Michael's abilities?

To exert control over everyone in the vicinity.

LAYLA had left me at her newly moved in Tagaytay mansion. To ensure my safety, I was accompanied by approximately fifteen bodyguards. She personally repaired businesses in Manila that had failed.

I decided to sleep and rest my mind, but first I

went to the restroom. I bathed and dared to emerge naked. I was like a walking zombie.

"Wonderful..."

I screamed in shock and dashed to the bathroom, but I was stopped by a man who turned out to be Michael. He smiled, and I noticed a new sparkle in his eyes. That was filled with rage and danger. Was the monster going to kill me?

"Do you want me to take you to my paradise island or kill Layla, who is supposed to lie next to your Fiancée's dead body?"

I slapped him across the face. His face turned red. "You are truly a demon!"

"l could easily kill someone in a snap if I wanted to," he added, before turning to face me as if my slapping didn't matter.

"Leave or the guards here will kill you!" I yelled at him. I couldn't get away from it because it had a firm grip on my waist.

"I have put all of your guards to sleep. But if you insist on calling them, do so. lsn't it true that seeing is believing?"

I was about to slap him again when he grabbed

both of my hands tightly. "l've already made a decision. I'I kill your sister and then bring you to my island."

What he said jolted me to my core. What else does it desire? Why was the demon destroying my life?

"Why don't you just kill me? Michael, don't include innocent people in your evilness!" I sobbed as my tears began to fall. My own eyes betrayed me once more.

"You're mine. Layla had only three days left, and she will be lying peacefully next to your Gregory" he smiled like a demon.

"You are a devil! Why won't you just die?!" I yelled loudly, my tears uncontrollable, and no intention of stopping.

He grins. "I'll see you after he's maybe dead."

"Ih-hate you" I couldn't say anymore after Michael kissed me.

He almost took my breath away with the kiss he gave to me, and it wasn't until I felt his palm on my breast that I woke.

I tried to distance myself from the man right away, but he wouldn't let me. He drew me in and, without saying anything, he grabbed my body. I used to be willing to sacrifice my body for it on the island, but I was no longer. I would not allow it to come into contact with my body.

Before he could throw me on the bed with his lustful eyes, I kicked his knee and ran to the door, despite the fact that I was naked. Michael, on the other hand, caught up with me quickly and kissed my neck without saying anything.

No way!

He dragged me to bed because my knees were

weak. I was naked in front of him and tried to cover my body, but he wouldn't let me because he suddenly opened my thigh. It dipped my pearl with its tongue without saying anything.

He acted like a hungry wolf, clearly hungry for my body. It licked and sucked my drenched pearl. He even curled its tongue around my clit, leaving all my resistance on my lungs. He was driving me insane yet again!