The Billionaire

by Jordan Silver

  "I don't want you thinking about this anymore for today okay, you just rest."

  "But you said I could help."

  "And you have love, and tomorrow I'll think of something else you can do to help, but no more today."

  There's no way I'm going to have her in a room full of men, not while she was looking all vulnerable and sweet and...fuck I'm an ass. I didn't want anyone else near her, wasn't willing to share her just yet if ever and I didn't want to leave her up here on the computer where she might run across something by mistake.

  I couldn't distract her the best way I knew how, not with a roomful of men downstairs waiting for me, neither was I too thrilled about leaving her up here awake.

  "I'll tell you what babe, how about you watch some movies and have your pizza while I finish up with the guys and then I'll come up and..." I whispered just what I wanted to do to her in her ear.

  Her face grew beet red and she clapped her hand over my mouth as if I was in danger of being overheard.

  "Gideon..." She was blushing and chastising me but I noticed her breath was already short and her nipples were pebbled.

  "The hell with it." I had her under me, still being careful of her injuries as I kissed the hell out of her. The ringing of the intercom from the doorman brought me back to reality.

  "Fuck...you're dangerous little Blossom, you made me forget we're not alone, now be a good girl and give me a couple hours okay?"

  She nodded her head and bit her lip, which made my cock twitch. I turned away before I lost my fucking head and took her guests or not. I took care of the pizza delivery and saw that she set up. Just as I was about to head back down to the office my phone went off in my pocket.

  It was one of the guys I had on Lynn. She was supposed to be moved in a few days and I planned it so that everything went off without a hitch. I didn't want any trails, there was to be no escape for her ever.

  "What's up Skinner?"

  "She called a hit."

  "She what?" What the fuck? I looked over at my wife who was too busy enjoying her pizza to pay me too much attention.

  "Not to worry we took the call, her line goes directly to our switchboard."

  "Who?"

  "Your misses."

  Was this bitch psychotic? She was putting another hit out on Ashley? She was laid up in the hospital and already she was back to her shit, fine.

  "Move to plan B."

  "Yes boss."

  Chapter 23

  With this new development although it was likely impossible that anyone could bypass the safeguards I had in place, I was not about to leave Blossom's side. I called down and had a private talk with Gage who assured me that they could handle things without me for now. I told him to send one of the guys up for the pizza and hung up.

  I didn't share any of this with Blossom as I joined her in the bed for pizza but my ears were pricked for the phone call I was expecting. It shouldn't take long to introduce air into an IV needle and kill that evil bitch. So much for trying to be merciful, these people had none and I was fast finding that when it came to Ashley, neither did I.

  "You're tense again Gideon what’s wrong?"

  "Not to worry sweetheart, eat your pizza." She bit into the hot gooey cheese eyes closed a humming noise coming from her throat. Damn, how could one so young and innocent be so effortlessly sensual?

  Her every move made me rampant, like an untried youth with his first woman. She was hardly through chewing before I was stealing a kiss. Pizza forgotten we attacked each other’s mouths like starving hounds.

  Making sure she was comfortable I crawled between her thighs and with her head in my hand plundered her mouth. She was always ready for me, even now when she was hungry for food. There was no, not now Gideon, just total acceptance. And more than that, she was with me all the way, a full participant. That kind of acceptance was intoxicating, made me want to be in her all the fucking time.

  "How badly do you need that pizza?" I nibbled her ear as I ground my thickness against her, letting her feel my need. "Later, I'll eat later, kiss me."

  I was only too happy to comply. Her sweetness went to my head making me lose my hold on sanity. All I could think of was getting inside her, having her, owning her.

  Our loving was soft and sweet, no rush to the finish. I poured all the love and devotion I felt for her into my every touch, my every whisper. And for those moments in time it was just us, me, my wife, and the miracle that was our love. She refused to release me from her clutches after I emptied my seed inside her and I was only too happy to stay right where I was; buried to the hilt.

  The ringing of my phone had me jack knifing off the bed after giving her a quick kiss and pulling out.

  "Thorpe."

  "Your wife is safe."

  "Good."

  I hung up the phone there was nothing else that needed to be said. Now I needed to pay Sanders a visit to gain some insight into whatever sick shit the senator was into.

  I was no longer worried about going too far, my conscience was clear. I'm no vigilante but I understand the concept of doing whatever it took to keep your loved ones safe.

  Blossom had fallen asleep in the short time I'd been on the phone so I pulled the covers up around her shoulders before going back to work on the computer. I guess that last round had knocked her out.

  Picking up the phone I called Gage once more to make plans for my visit to Sanders. I will have to put that off for tomorrow. The new threat to Ashley was still too fresh and I didn't feel comfortable letting her out of my sight even though Lynn had been eliminated.

  I didn't feel one ounce of remorse for her demise. I might regret slightly the fact that I hadn't been the one to end her, that I hadn't been able to look her in the eye as I took her life, vicious bitch.

  I guess I could have the kid she'd used to hurt Ashley released, I'm sure he wouldn't be any trouble. The beating he’d sustained should help him see the error of his ways, dumb fuck.

  It didn't escape my notice that we'd been robbed of a honeymoon. When this was all over I was going to see to it that she got that. Starting with a wedding that she could be proud of, I'll have to get mom on the ball for that one; just as soon as I cleaned up the mess that was cluttering up my fucking life.

  Blossom slept peacefully that night as I kept watch over her. As long as her enemies were still alive and free I don't think I'd sleep comfortably again. Obviously the senator had been grooming her for something I didn't see him just giving up this easily.

  Who knows how much money he'd invested in this thing or what the hell her virginity had to do with it? I had no doubt that that's what all the physicals had been about, not to mention the way her father had raised her.

  It's almost as if he'd been rearing her for just the purpose of selling off her virginity; that alone was cause for me to break his fucking neck.

  There were no reports from the guys on his house, no red flags, but who knows, the sick fuck could be communicating with the senator in other ways. I still had yet to decide what I wanted to do with the senator and the doctor. Full exposure, which might mean getting Blossom involved or just death; either way they were both gonna die.

  A man with the senator's power would have a long reach. It might take years to bring him down and there was no guarantee that he didn't have safe guards in place to cover his ass. So I had to think long and hard about where I wanted to go with this exposure thing. I had no qualms about finishing off a piece of shit child molesting bastard and his sidekick. I just needed to find all or as many of their victims as I could before making that move.

  This was turning into more than I'd expected or planned for, but I knew my wife would want us to help the other victims. For her I would leave no stone unturned. I already had a growing list of missing children and corresponding flights to Southeast Asia, which told me these particular kids had been taken there. All I had to do was pick up the trail over there and find them and return them to their homes if possible.

  The thin
g is, they'd been doing this shit for a very long time some of these kids will be adults by now, if they were still alive.

  One way or the other, whether I ended these monsters or brought them to justice first I’m going to find a way expose them to the world for what they are. I just have to figure out how to do it without her name ever coming up.

  Chapter 24

  I asked my parents to come sit with Ashley, there's no way I'd leave her on her own, not even with topnotch security in place. I had to let my father in on a little of what was going on. To say he was displeased would be a great understatement. Not only because of the horror that I shared with him, but because this was his daughter-in-law.

  If there's one thing you can be sure of with us Thorpe men, it's the fact that we hold our women in the highest regard, we don't take any slight or infraction against them lightly.

  Mom was kept in the dark, all she knew was that I had something of great importance to attend to and didn't want to leave my young injured wife unattended. I had no idea how long my little chat with the asshole would take but I wanted to give myself as much leeway as possible. This way I was sure that Blossom would be in good hands.

  Mom was all excited to be spending time with her new daughter seeing as how I'd been hogging her this whole time her words not mine.

  "Oh Gideon have you heard, Lynn passed away, some kind of freak occurrence. She apparently got an air bubble or something and died, can you believe it, what a shame such a young woman and with so much potential.

  The look dad sent my way told me he had put some things together from what little I'd divulged and was coming up with some pretty accurate answers. I just gave him a slight nod to acknowledge him and kept my mouth shut.

  "Blossom's still asleep, I wrote down the instructions for her medicine. She needs to eat as soon as she wakes up. Don't let her do too much mom no matter what she says, I'd prefer it if she stayed in bed for at least another day. You guys can shop online or watch one of the hundred movies I got her. No heavy discussions I don't want her to worry about anything until she's back on her feet."

  "Gideon good grief I'm a mother, I've taken care of a sick person before. I promise not to have your Ashley running a marathon while you're away. Now give me your list of instructions and be gone with you." Dad laughed at her put upon attitude.

  "Thanks mom." I kissed her brow before heading back to the bedroom to kiss my babies goodbye.

  “I’ll be back soon baby, be good for mom okay.” I kissed her before kissing her tummy. “Bye baby Thorpe. Take care of mommy for me while daddy’s gone.”

  Gage had thought it might be better not to use one of my warehouses for this particular meeting. Somehow he seemed to think things might get out of hand so he'd found an out-of-the-way place in which to conduct our business.

  We had to be very meticulous, it wasn't exactly the easiest thing snatching a city official off the streets and spiriting him away. First we had to time it so he wouldn't be missed, his day off would've been ideal but I didn't want to wait the few extra days until then. I wanted this thing over and done with so I didn't feel like my wife was going through life with a big target on her back.

  It helped that Sanders was known for his disappearing acts even in the middle of a shift. We played around with the idea of luring him out on a false call but that would leave too much of a trail not to mention the call would be documented and when he didn't return or call back in, someone would most likely be dispatched as back up.

  We took him in the parking lot of the local diner. How my man broke into an official law enforcement vehicle and hid in the backseat was anybody's guess. The fact that there was no guard up between seats made it easy for the assailant to then place a syringe under the chief's chin and give him orders to drive to the abandoned warehouse.

  I'm not sure how smoothly or not that whole process went since I was already waiting at the warehouse with some very pissed off men. If I'd foreseen any trouble with taking care of him myself, I had a line of bodies ready willing and able to do the job.

  I watched as my man walked him towards the building. Sanders didn't look too good, in fact for someone into the kind of shit he dealt with he looked downright scared. It didn't help his case that the mere sight of him had me wanting to taste his blood in my throat. If I didn't need the information to help locate what I was beginning to suspect could be hundreds of missing children I would just end him, but that would be purely selfish.

  I waited in the middle of the room for him, hands clasped behind my back, business suit on, stern countenance. I wanted to put fear in his heart and it's been my experience that most people were intimidated by me in this guise. His steps faltered when he first caught sight of me but then his bravado kicked in and he tried to play it off.

  "What do you want Thorpe? You've already taken my only child away from me..."

  "Shut up, don't even mention her name you fuck, sit down." He was pushed into the only chair in the room. Intimidation one o one, always tower over your enemy.

  "Do you know why you're here?" I unbuttoned my suit jacket and placed my hands on my hips.

  "Of course not how could I?" He kept looking around at the men in the room.

  "Fine, my wife has brought certain things to my attention, things that you and a certain senator and a very well-known prominent doctor have subjected her to." I saw the flash of anger quickly tempered by fear that flitted across his face.

  "I don't know what you're talking about, she's lying."

  "Stop, before you say another word, know that I believe her all the way and if you fucking call her a liar again or say anything against her, I'll make sure you never fucking walk again. Do we understand each other?"

  One of the men walked over and put his hand on Sanders' shoulder making him tense up. His legs started to shake as he played with his hands nervously, sure signs of fear.

  "I want to know what he's doing."

  "I don't..." I didn't let him finish the lie but clocked him across the face causing blood to fly from his busted lip. He righted himself before he fell out of the chair.

  "I can do this all day."

  "You can't do this, I'm a cop." He felt his tender lip while scowling around the room, his eyes running from one to the other. Gage, Maurice and Stefan were standing back against the wall while the beefy muscle flanked Sanders.

  "Are you stupid, what the fuck did I just do? Now are you going to tell me what the fuck I want to know?"

  "You can't make me tell you anything and what's to stop me talking once I leave here?"

  "Go ahead I would love to explain to the district attorney just how you came to be here."

  "I don't take kindly to being threatened."

  "I could give two fucks what you like or don't like, what I do care about is what you did to my wife, now I want to know what they're doing."

  "I don't think I'll be telling you anything." He sneered at me; I guess he thought I was pissing in the wind.

  "Fine, you can take that knowledge to the grave with you, I'll figure it out some other way."

  "What do you mean take it to my grave?"

  "Well, if you're not going to talk you're not serving any purpose, I might as well end you here and now."

  "You're bluffing."

  "Suit yourself." I pulled my suit jacket back and reached into my back for my piece. His eyes widened in fear as I took the safety off and aimed it at his head and I swear he pissed himself.

  I didn't even blink as he held up his hands in surrender.

  "Okay, okay I'll tell you what I know."

  "Go ahead."

  Chapter 25

  He fidgeted around in his chair for a bit before answering me, I knew the bastard was stalling for time but his had run out along with my fucking patience.

  "Don't have all day here Sanders, either talk or let's end this."

  "Do you understand that these people would kill me if they found out I talked to you?"

  "Do you understand that I'll kill yo
u if you don't? At least with them you might get to live another day, who knows? If you're that afraid of them, of their retribution you might even have time to make a run for it. With me you won't make it out of this room with your life, now start talking."

  "What do you want to know?"

  "Everything you do but start with my wife; why the fuck were they visiting her since early childhood? What did they have planned for her?" The fear poured off of him in waves, he started sweating profusely as his legs shook even harder. I braced myself for whatever he was going to say next, I’d pretty much drawn my own conclusions so far, but there were just some things that weren’t adding up for me and I needed answers.

  "You have to understand I was in a very bad place when this all started." He looked around as though seeking understanding, no one so much as blinked.

  "Get on with it."

  "Yes, but I need you to understand that I would never have gotten involved with these people otherwise. I mean I'd just lost my beautiful wife and I..."

  "Cut the crap Sanders, the night your wife died you were fucking a cocktail waitress at the bar you frequented with your buddies. Now tell me what the fuck I want to know before my patience grows thin."

  "How did you...?"

  "Never mind how I know, I know plenty. What I don't know and you're going to tell me, is what the fuck you planned to do with my wife."

  "What's in it for me?"

  "Breath."

  He swallowed hard then the fuck; yeah I'm glad you're finally getting it asshole.

  "They were going to buy her." His shaking got so hard the chair rattled against the concrete floor.

  "I know that much." He started that fidgeting shit again, although I knew that much already hearing him say it out loud still bothered the fuck out of me. He was talking about my wife, a human being that he was going to sell like cattle. It wasn't lost on me that he'd said 'they were going to buy her' as opposed to 'I was selling her. He could try to absolve himself of guilt all he wanted he was still a fucking monster.