《The Billionaire’s Kept Woman》The Billionaire's Kept Woman
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Ten hours before the Crime
Louise was happy that she's finally home with familiar things around her. She could finally post beautiful photos to hint her fans on the upcoming album. She was happy that the President recognized her compositions and the recording that will be released in a few weeks. They just need to polish it and the President even mentioned that she could go back to work, starting with the music video. She already had plans for it and even calculated it. She also exchanged information with the manager and also sent best regards to the President's assistant.
Suddenly, Louise forgot about the threats. She was happy that the President was protecting her. She also spoke to the President once after she reviewed songs she made. She pointed out things, suggestions on what to change and it turned out well. She never thought that the president would believe in her. She was happy. The President before her, Jeremy Cha wanted to force her to do this and do that, even treating her like a sex toy. But this president was caring and protective.
She wrote a song to the president and then dedicated it to her. She said sorry for what she did and for talking bad things about her as Alessandro's wife. She sang that song with her guitar and sent it to the Secretary to dedicate it to the President. She was happy. Then, she finally went downstairs where her assistant made something good again.
"I'll raise your wage after they release the album." She told her. "I'll give you a bonus that cost two months of your wage."
"M~Miss Louise," Bonnie's eyes become cloudy. "T-Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me. You were always there all along."
Louise was happy with the compliments that she received from the President and she's willing to work hard.
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Eight Hours before the Crime
It's Saturday and Wendy was bored not until she heard about Alessandro and Tracey's engagement. She smirked and rushed to her closet, searching for a perfect dress that she'll use for that party. She glanced at her lover who was busy on his phone. Wendy thought that she had to stick with him until she killed people that she needed to dispatch.
"What do you think?" She reached the black dress and showed it to him. The man smiled slyly as he stood.
"You look stunning in black. It'll compliment your skin. Whose funeral are you going to?" He asked.
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"Well, I was thinking of killing that Tracey girl who kept on clinging on Alessandro, or," She smirked. "We should dispatch the other one so I won't have any problem?"
"I'm excited." He smirked.
"Ready your men and do as we planned," Wendy commanded.
"Yes, ma'am."
She left her bedroom and rushed to the window. She wanted to see Alessandro even from far. However, seeing Alessandro laughing with the girl which she referred to as slut that she thought she already killed, made her mood change all of the sudden. Her heart aches a lot and anger stirred upright on her chest up to her head as she imagined Keira being dead.
She gritted her teeth as Alessandro hugged Keira, kissed her and they got tangled on the sheets and made love.
"You should stop watching them." The man said as he approached her and kissed her shoulders. "I can please you more than he could."
"He's the first man that pleased me so well," Wendy said. "Even though we were young, I referred to him as a man. The bumpkin boys couldn't give me three orgasms, but he could. He was a virgin when we did it. He was a sex god to me and I promised myself to marry him. I promised to do everything to have him all for me." She said it like a promise, but it sounds more like a twisted promise.
The man knew well that Wendy was twisted. But he loved how dangerous the woman was. He loved the danger and the excitement that she bought and the money that she could buy with anything. He worked for her and the passion in bed.
"Why won't you see it like you were the woman that he's pleasing?"
He reached her lower part and she leaned on him, with a moan.
"Yes, close your eyes, baby."
"Alessandro…" She moaned passionately as she touched herself while the man was touching her in places that she wanted. "I will kill every woman around you and have you back in my bed again…" She said like a curse.
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Six Hours Before the Crime
Keira sighed and looked at the window again.
"Love, you keep forgetting to close the curtains." She scolded him.
"Sorry," he chuckled. "I'll change the windows by tomorrow. I already contacted the people who will put tinted stickers outside." He reached her robe and tied it up. "Don't get any scratch." He said to her and hugged her tightly. "I am against this plan." He sighed.
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"Well, it's one of your dads to get them." She smirked and kissed his cheeks. "Besides, I know what to do."
"Hmm," He kissed her cheeks. "After this night, we can date around."
"Yeah, I know. But I'll be very busy next week. I told Louise that she can come back and we'll enhance the recording of her new album."
"That's great." He caressed her back and kissed her chest.
"Also, we have to record Arianna's album and release it by the same year." She grinned. "It'll be great."
"You are amazing." He said softly and kissed her forehead delicately. "You are the best among all of the bests."
She giggled and hugged him tightly.
"I'm going to nap before the tiring night."
He fixed the bed and made her lay down. Then, he closed the curtains and kissed her.
"I love you," She mumbled.
"I love you too."
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Time of the Crime 11:45 PM
Louise was getting ready to sleep. Her lights are already off except on the lamp. She went to her window seat and picked her notebook. But her eyes caught something from the half-open curtain. She peeked at it as she saw one of the bodyguards lying on the floor as the blood flows from his head. Few bodyguards already scrambled. She started shaking and her legs were almost giving up. She rushed to her phone and called Secretary Johanna. She wasn't answering so she rushed to the walk-in closet and started rummaging as she kept on calling Johanna.
"Pick up." She mumbled and she suddenly thought of Bonnie.
"Hello?"
"Secretary Jo~hanna," She whispered. "We are under attack."
"Hide." Secretary Johanna said.
"But Bonnie."
"Trust no one. Hide, Louise."
She started panicking as she looked at her closet and she finally inside the cabinet where she put her gowns. She breathed as she heard breaking downstairs and guns.
"Don't panic. I already called the police and they are on their way."
"Please, record this."
"I'm already recording."
Louise sighed.
"Please give half million to Bonnie from my bank account. I know that she's struggling hard with her parents. And when I die, please donate everything to the orphanage where I came from. It's for the kids too."
"You aren't going to die. I'm on my way."
She heard a knock on her door.
"Oh, Louise!" The voice of a strange woman called out. "Are you here?" The door opened.
"Please tell the President that she's the first person who recognized me differently," Louise whispered. "Thank you and I'm sorry for causing trouble."
"I'll be there, don't hang up," Johanna said.
Louise closed her eyes as the door on her closet opened. She held her mouth and quickly tapped on her phone. She sent her password to Johanna quickly and locked her phone.
"Louise!" the woman started breaking things inside her glamorous walk-in closet. She peeked through the clothes. The woman turned wearing a clown mask. "You don't have to hide from you. I did promise to come back to you, didn't I?"
The strange woman was holding a baseball bat. She brushed the baseball bat on the shelves of dresses. She noticed the expensive shoes that she's wearing as the heels clicked on the marble floor.
"Louise, if you hadn't released that news about my Alessandro, I wouldn't have known that you were once the slut that he slept with. It's hard to find all of the women who slept with him and it will cost a fortune and I don't have time for it. I did everything to keep everyone away from him, including that Keira. I killed that slut back then, but I didn't expect for her to even live." She laughed out loud. She gasped when she pushed the gowns to show her there. "You see," She squatted and reached her face. "You looked pretty," She sighed and grabbed her hair.
Louise screamed and held the woman's arm as she dug her fingers to her arms.
"Fuck!" The woman screamed as she let go of Louise's hair. Louise scrambled on the corner but two men entered pointing a gun at her.
She shuddered, she felt like she's going to pee at the moment. But the woman in the clown mask raised her hand and removed the mask. A beautiful angelic face can be deceiving with those devilish smiles.
"Well, do you like the gifts that I gave to you?"
The woman swung the baseball bat and hit her arm directly. Louise screams in pain.
"That's where I hit Alessandro's slut." She laughed, devilishly. "It's so ironic that you are both a musician."
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