The billionaire's secret heartthrob - Season 1 - Episode 15

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The billionaire's secret heartthrob - Season 1 - Episode 15

‘Are you sure about this sir? I could lose my job should anything happen to you.’ Shola was not comfortable with his request, his grandmother had employed her for him and if any harm came to him, the old woman would have his neck.

‘You don’t need to fear my grandmother, I am going to confront that b-----d and I will be back alive.’ Dean was more determined than ever to make this work.

‘Very well then, I will get you all the dirt you need on Vector, but be careful, he does not like visitors.’ Shola advised.

It had taken him a longer period than he’d expected to locate the outskirts of the town where they lived, which was the abode of the criminal that was milking his lover dry.
He took a deep breath and steadied his shaky hands, this was not the time to be feeble or afraid, he needed to stand up for Toke. He was her guardian angel, his job was to protect her, his sacrifice was to fight for her and he was not ready to let down his responsibilities.

Dean carefully surveyed the arid land where he’d found himself. There was just a metallic structure, an old tank in sight, he hoped he was in the right place.

He knew this trip was dangerous but he was willing to trade, to talk things out with Vector.
He gathered all the things he needed into his briefcase, he turned off his phone and stepped down from the car. It was time to face the tiger head on.

He still found it hard to believe that Toke would hide such a crucial part of her life from him for this long. Well, it had taken him a year to tell her about the feelings he had for her. Besides, she may have been afraid he would turn his back on her, and walked out of her life once her secret was brought to the surface.

Dean marched steadily towards the metallic tank, maybe he could find something, someone to lead him to this mysterious Vector.

What he failed to understand was this; people did not’t just match into jungles, they had to consult the king of the jungle before moving further; the king of the jungle was the lion.

Once he reached the metallic tank, he carefully observed the markings on it. From what he’d seen, it had been used to hold water for some time, before rust overtook it.
‘Cranium…’ he murmured, running his fingers on the structure.

Without warning the owner of this jungle showed up behind, ‘don’t move.’

Dean was stunned as he had not heard anyone coming behind, ‘who are you?’
‘You are a fool for coming here, a bigger one for questioning me.’ His attacker replied in a gruff voice.

‘I am not here for trouble, I am only here for peace…’ Dean licked his lips nervously. He needed to be smart with his mouth else he would lose everything he came with, even his life.

The criminal was silent for a while, this had been his hideout for a long time, even the Police did not’t know about this place. Only a computer wizard could find this spot on the location grid.

‘Who are you and what do you want?’ Vector pinned the gun closer to Dean’s neck so that he could feel the coldness of the automatic.

‘I come to settle your problem with TokeMelaye.’ Dean replied.

Vector froze at the mention of her name, had that b---h told anybody about him? He had always warned her about the consequence of revealing his true identity to people.

‘I know you have been blackmailing her for a long time now, you are the only one who knows about her past and her mother who is in jail. You have tormented her life, but I come here to end all that.’ Dean continued.

‘No one tells me what to do, if you anger me, I’d shoot your brains out.’ Vector yelled irritably.

‘I am not the Police or a member of any force…here is my Identity Card, I mean business Vector.’ Dean hurriedly slipped his hand into the pocket of his black tux; he raised his Identity card in the air.

Vector drew it out of his hands swiftly; he needed to be sure about Dean. He needed to know what he was dealing with.
‘Dean Legacy? Even more juicy, I think I have a prisoner’ Vector scowled, he knew who Dean was, he had heard stories about the youngest African billionaire but he had never met him personally.

‘Leave Toke alone…’ Dean’s voice was commanding.

‘You don’t tell me what to do, I am with the gun remember…’ Vector roared with laughter.

‘If you really wanted me dead, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. I know you are a smart man Vector. I know all of your secrets and I know how to help you out of this country without a trace.’ Dean was offering a gift, he hoped Vector would accept this gift.

‘I am many things Mr. Billionaire but I am not dumb. I can differentiate between a gift and a Trojan horse.’ Vector scoffed.

He was a man of the underworld and he knew the universal law which was applicable in all spheres of life, “nothing goes for nothing.”
‘I do want something in return, but it is not a Trojan horse, I do not seek to destroy you.’ Dean returned, he understood the man’s fears.

‘What do you know about me?’ Vector pulled the trigger, he could end this b-----d now and nobody would know. Dean had foolishly walked into the lion’s den thinking he’d come out alive.

‘I know your face for one…’ Dean laughed, he knew Vector was not ready to kill him; else he would’ve done it since.

‘Shut up!’ Vector scowled.

This was Dean’s opportunity, he stole the moment of Vector’s weakness and swirled round as quickly as he could, he rammed his fists into his attacker’s chubby face, the gun flew out of his hands as he staggered to the floor.

‘Arh!’ Vector screamed as blood trickled down his nostrils.

‘Now let’s talk business.’ Dean fetched the gun and pointed it at the criminal.

‘What the f#ck do you want?’ Vector groaned.

‘My boys are going to come for you should you hurt me.’ He threatened.

‘Lies. I know all about you Vector, you have no gang members anymore, they all hate you because you are a greedy old pig. You have no one, you are nothing, I am the only person that can help you out of this situation.’ Dean held the gun firmly, loving the surge of power that welled up inside of him.

‘What do you want, just f-----g tell me!’ Vector grumbled.
‘For starters, I want you to leave Toke alone and then flee town…’ Dean replied.
His words provoked Vector somehow because he began to laugh violently.
‘You are kidding.’
‘I see…I know about Helena and Sophia’ Dean winked.

He smiled as he spotted the fear in Vector’s eyes, ‘I know about them and how much you love them. They are being schooled in the most expensive private tertiary institution, you want the best for them.’

‘Stay away from my daughters, they don’t deserve to be dragged into this shitty mess.’ Vector was shaking like a leaf now, he hated being the victim.