A Double Dose of Billionaire - Part 4

Damien.

What the f**k? Why would he tie me up like this? He didn’t act like the kind who had enough balls to do things like that. No relief came to me after I spotted Damien. He was idiot, and idiots tend to do dumb shit, including dangerous and brash things.

“Is she awake?” a girl’s voice sounded. Kelly appeared from the corner of my eye.

Damien looked up from his phone. “Is she? Oh, shit, how are we doing this?”

Doing what? They weren’t planning on murdering me, were they? Because judging from the way Damien talked, what they were about to carry out seemed serious. But why would they want to kill me? My first conclusion was they were trying to get some money out of me. Damien did mention the loan sharks and how they couldn’t get away from them. I should have reported these two to the police long ago.

“I’ll handle this.” She was chewing gum. That annoying movement of her lips grated on my nerves. Why did people like to chew gum? It made them look like cows. But I had more worrying things to concentrate on.

From the looks of it, Kelly had planned my whole kidnapping. Damien was simply her henchman, out to do the dirty work. Studying her stature, I couldn’t fathom why my ex-boyfriend would cheat on me with her. She was too skinny, to the point where I could see her chest bones and her thighs wrinkled and sagged. Her teeth were a horrible shade of yellow. She should have been around the same age as Damien, since they went to school together, but she looked ten years older than she actually was. She bent down so her face leveled with mine. “I think you know what we want.” The smell of cigarettes wafted to my face. Was she a drug user? Because she carried that image pretty well and beside my couch was a bong. She was actually smoking pot in my house?

“No, I don’t, bitch,” I lied. “And I probably don’t have whatever you need.” I tried to wriggle free from the ropes so I could claw the skin off her face. She dared steal my ex-boyfriend, manipulate him, break into my house, and then make him bind me up? I didn’t want to have any more of that.

She beckoned to Damien with her index finger. “Come here.”

“Do we have to do this?” he asked, reluctantly strolling to her side.

“It’s thirty thousand dollars, hun. They’re not going to let us go. We need that money.”

Her words triggered the memory of Damien showing up at my workplace’s lobby weeks ago, begging for cash. How Kelly managed to convince him to go through such lengths puzzled me. Considering she had sex with an attached guy, gambled too much, and plotted a kidnapping, her personality wasn’t exactly peachy either.The woman barely had any bre**asts or butt. Her face was a mess too, with dark circles around her eyes and a horrible spotted complexion.

My jaw clenched. “Thirty thousand? No, I don’t have that kind of money. And Damien told me it was five just last week.” I did have that in my bank account, but if I gave it to her, I would barely have any left over. I’d be kicked out by next month, and even grocery money would run low. I wasn’t quite ready to be homeless yet, especially not because of these two.

She sneered, “Five is too little. The twins should have more. And, as if I’d take ‘no’ for an answer. Damien, pass it over.”

“I don’t think we should—”

“Just hand it over, stop chickening out.” He reached over to his back pocket and pulled a black, metal object out. At first, I couldn’t tell what it was, but once I did, I nearly screamed and wet myself.

They had a gun.

On screen, they showed scenes like this all the time, so much that common folk like me get desensitized to them. Kelly pointed its barrel at me. I had an actual gun to my face, a trigger away from getting killed. The instinctual need to survive kicked in and my body went into a flight or fight mode. Adrenaline rushed through my veins and my senses bucked into overdrive. “Put that thing away!” I lurched backwards. The chair nearly tipped over before I regained my balance and slammed it back down onto the floor.

“No,” she quipped, before pulling the trigger.

I shut my eyes and turned away, expecting a loud, ringing gunshot and sharp pain. Nothing happened. Sadistic female laughter bounced off the walls. I slowly faced Kelly, fear and anger boiling under my skin.

She threw herself forward and slapped her thigh as she continued her tearful guffaw. “You should have seen the look on your face!”

“I’m going to kill—”

“You looked like you were going to shit yourself. Right, Damien? She looked ridiculous.”

My ex-boyfriend grunted.“Um, yeah. I’m still not sure if we should be doing this…”