Love With My Billionaire Boss

Torture her

Jealousy and secrets...

Dominick slowly walked down the stairs that led to the underground space. As usual, he scanned his thumbprint, and he walked into the white room.

Bound at a corner was Alexander. His eyes were open, but there was no focus in them. It seemed lifeless... Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"How are you. You are fine I know." Dominick chuckled wickedly.

Alexander couldn't respond...

Dominick grabbed a zap and fixed the electric chair.

He cuffed Alexander on the chair, and plugged it.

He then placed the zap on his hand.

'Waaaaaa!!!!......' A zapping sound resounded around as Alexander began shaking uncontrollably on the chair.

"Do some exercise please... It's good for you." Dominick laughed.

Alexander couldn't speak but he could feel pain, and he could hear when someone was speaking.

"You know what? We went to visit your beloved wife today. Her grave is getting more beautiful." Dominick unplugged the cable.

"And guess what? I slapped your precious daughter. Hahaha... The feeling was heavenly." Dominick knelt.

"Soon enough... All you own, will become mine... No one, not even your smart daughter will suspect a thing."

He got up and walked round Alexander.

"I know, you would love to join your wife, but I can't Grant you that request so soon. Beatrice has to manage the loneliness for now."

Dominick's laugh was creepy...

"Beatrice would have been alive, but she had been so obstinate. She discovered my secrets, and so, she had to leave this world. But I did well, didn't I? She's peacefully resting now, I'm sure."

Dominick smiled and walked out if the room. As he got to the door, he turned and smirked,

"I will visit you soon, with the news of my victory, Brother." He turned again and left the room.

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( DOMINICK'S POV )

I sneered as I headed to my bedroom. The sight of Alexander was enough to make my blood boil...

Torturing him always gave me a sense of pleasure... He deserved to die in fact.

Wondering why we looked alike?

We were twins.... Yes, blood brothers...

However...

I had always hated Alexander from childhood. Why?

He seemed to be so good at everything. He was versatile...

Our parents always praised him endlessly. But they never seemed to notice, if I did anything commendable.

I was jealous at first, but soon, the jealousy morphed into hatred.

I hated him. I hated he was better than me at everything.. I hated that he was my brother..

What really made me furious and heartbroken was,

My parents willed the conglomerate and plenty properties, leaving me with a little more than nothing.

The partiality was so vivid.

Was there trust in me so little?

From then on, I began hatching my plan of taking over the conglomerate.

It was rightfully mine!

Alexander should blame no one but out parents for what I did...

If they had been more caring towards me, then maybe I would have been more considerate...

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Rita was driving in her car, when she spotted a car tailing her through the rearview mirror.

Her senses became alert... Who could it be?

She was coming back from Alexander's house. It was already late, and although Alexander had asked her to spend the night at his place, she had declined.

She had to get to work tomorrow, so?

Rita pressed on the accelerator as she increased her pace.

The car sped on behind her...

What the fuck was happening?

She soon arrived at her home and rushed inside locking the door tightly.

Whoever it was couldn't possibly break into her home right?

With that assurance, she rushed into her bedroom. Her heart was still racing...

There was a sound at the window, and before she could turn, a clothe covered her nose.

She inhaled sharply and struggled to break free.

She could feel her body weakening as she slowly collapsed on the floor.

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A warehouse.

A lady was tightly bound on a chair, and as she opened her eyes, her gaze collided with a young man.

"So you are Alexander's little lover. Not bad, not bad." Tony nodded approvingly.

Rita was frightened. Was she kidnapped? How did she get here?

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?" Rita tried to remain calm, but her voice was shaky.

"You are bold, I must commend. Now, to answer your question, you don't need to know anything. Just relax." Tony smirked.

"How much were you paid? I will triple the amount." Rita tried to bargain.

She had to get out of here!

"Trying to bargain with me? You aren't in the position to." Tony slapped her roughly on her cheeks.

Rita's head tilted to the side, and she could feel herself becoming dizzy.

"Now... Tell me, who are you?" Tony bent down, so he could maintain eye contact with her.

Rita remained mute, refusing to say a word.

If they wanted to kill her, she might as well die there!

"Refusing to speak isn't it? Bull!" Tony beckoned on one of his underlings.

"Yes boss." The guy named Bull hurried into the room.

"Torture her. But don't make it too extreme." Tony smiled and walked out of the room.

Rita widened her eyes as she heard his words. She was suddenly feeling regrets for not sleeping over at Alexander's place.

Were they going to kill her?.

But who could have instructed them to kidnap her?

No one came to mind... Wait!

There was only one person who was angry with her...

Kathleen...

She had even asked her to investigate who her father was having an affair with.

Was it possible that??...

No, that wasn't possible.

Kathleen always told her to make investigations herself...

Then if it wasn't Kathleen, then who was it?

Bull coldly approached her, and Rita's first instinct was to bolt away.

But how could she? She was tightly bound.

She couldn't run away...

She watched helplessly as he got closer and closer to her...

'Help me, dear God.' Rita prayed inwardly.