In the billionaire’s bed - Season 1 - Episode 8

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In the billionaire’s bed - Season 1 - Episode 8

His face remained expressionless. “Whatever… Why didn’t you come downstairs for dinner? You disobeyed me.”

“Well, I’ll let you know that I won’t be eating anything until you let me go.” I said, crossing my hands over my chest.
“Listen, Bámbînâ. I hate disobedience… There’s always a punishment for that. A fatal one.” His voice was dark and hard.
I gulped.

“I don’t care… I know you’re just bluffing- guys like you don’t always go after girls Iike me.” I said.

“That’s correct- you’re actually nothing to look at.”

I felt myself go red with anger at his words. “So why don’t you just let me go!”
“Well, maybe that’s because I want to show you what happens when you mess with me! Or maybe it’s because you had the guts to stand up to me in public. Maybe it’s because I feel like keeping you here. But trust me, you can leave if you want to… Just know that your sister would never ever get married and your father would never be able to boast of a single dollar… Or, you’ll not even have a business to go back to!”

“You’re a b-----d.”
“I know.” He said, walking to the bed and lying down on his side. “So, why don’t you be a good girl and come to bed.”
“Never will I ever sleep in the same bed as you!” I gritted out.

“Too bad you don’t have a choice- or, you can just stand there and I’ll start making some calls, I’m sure your mother would be able to find a new place by tomorrow.” He threatened.

This b-----d.
With a loud huff, I walked to the bed and got under the covers beside him, making sure to leave enough distance between us while I stared at the ceiling with a frown on my face.
“Do you know that so many women would kill to be where you are right now?” He asked.

“Well, I’m not them.” I retorted.
Suddenly, he was on top of me. I fought him but he was stronger. “What the hell are you doing?!!! Get off me!!!”

“Shut up!” His hand tightened around my wrist as he tried to position them above my head and soon enough, I got tired of struggling.

“Please… Please leave me alone.” My voice came out soft and defeated.
He was quiet for sometime, just staring at me. “Why the hell do you have to be so stubborn? I expected you to be the shy, too- scared- to- talk church girl… But here you are, talking like you’re in control of the whole situation.”

“Sorry to burst your bubbles, pretty boy, I won’t just stand back and watch you taunt me! Now, I’m begging you to get off me.” I said, my voice was shaky but it managed to sound determined.