"What the hell did I tell you? I want that scoundrel dead! If you fail to accomplish this, you shall face dire consequences!" Alice screamed, his anger boiling over. Without waiting for a reply, he abruptly ended the call.
With an impassive expression, Alice greeted his mother, "Good morning, Mom.""Good morning, son," his mother mirrored his demeanour, responding in a calm tone.Taking his seat, Alice observed as the maid served the food, accidentally brushing him."How dare she touch me without permission?" his mind screamed, filled with outrage.He was not like those frivolous billionaires who indulged in promiscuity. His disdain for women extended to physical contact.Swiftly, he grabbed a knife and slashed the maid's arm, bellowing, "How dare you lay a hand on me! Leave this place before I sever your arm from your body!"His mother, taken aback, asked, "Why do you behave this way, Alice?"Alice turned to her, devoid of emotion, and replied, "Mom, I despise it when any woman touches me."The maid ran away, crying and with blood spilling from her arm.His mother pleaded, "You can't just do this. In the future, I want you to marry and lead a normal life."Alice retorted, "I am only 25 years old, Mother. I will choose my own path in life. I won't abandon the woman I choose, but I haven't found anyone yet, and I doubt I ever will." With that, Alice left the scene."I hope that one day he will find his soulmate. It pains me to see my child like this! God, please grant him someone special. I fear that the girl he falls in love with will endure great suffering because when Alice becomes attached to something, he becomes possessive. Only God knows how he will react when he finds someone to love," his mother pondered, her heart filled with concern.Alice settled into his car, instructing the driver to take him to his office.The driver obediently replied, "Yes, master," and began the journey.A smirk played upon Alice's lips as he observed the fear in his driver's eyes, relishing the power he held over everyone.The car came to a halt, and Alice entered his office. All eyes were averted, for he despised direct eye contact.His office was devoid of female staff, as he vehemently opposed their presence. Such was his decree. He entered his private cabin and immersed himself in work, knowing that this day would be arduous.After a hectic schedule, Alice returned home, changed into comfortable clothes, and sat at the dining table. He said, "Mom, sorry for the morning.""It's okay, son. Well, I am going to a party," his mom replied, knowing she didn't want to anger him by saying anything that might brush past his temper."Okay, mom. Have fun," Alice responded, his tone softening.When his mother and the servants left, he went to his office attached to his bedroom and started working. He loved working hard; it was his passion.He never felt passion for anything except his work. He worked hard to live, largely.While working in his office, Alice noticed a dog entering his bedroom and wondered how it managed to enter the property. It is heavily guarded.His attention shifted when he saw a young girl also entering his office . Despite his initial anger, Alice's breath caught in his throat when he laid eyes on her face.The girl appeared to be around 18 or 19 years old and possessed a striking beauty. With her cute face, fair complexion, and red eyes, she wore shorts and a top that accentuated her milky legs. In an inexplicable moment, Alice felt an overwhelming need to protect her, as if she were his own, his angel.Confused by his possessive feelings towards a woman, Alice questioned himself, acknowledging that this was a new experience for him.As Alisha entered the room, she noticed a man sitting on a chair, causing her to feel uneasy. She felt his intense, predatory gaze upon her.Reacting to the girl's presence, Alice exclaimed, "What audacity! How dare you enter my house!""Sorry Sir, my dog came here," Alisha became frightened and explained, her voice quivering.Alice's thoughts wandered to how the girl's voice would sound beneath him, but he quickly reprimanded himself, urging self-control.Alice's jealousy flared at the thought of the dog touching her."What a sorry girl, how dare you enter my house," he screamed, his anger escalating."Don't make excuses, bitch. I know you came here for me. You are a gold digger who came here to seduce me, right?," Alice accused, his voice filled with contempt."What are you saying? What is the meaning of bitch and gold digger, sir?" Alisha replied, her confusion evident.Alice was dumbfounded by her reply. How could she not know the meaning of those words?"No... No, she is pretending," he thought, his mind racing to find an explanation.Alisha gathered all her courage and said, "Okay, sir. I am going. Thanks.""Stop," Alice commanded, his voice firm.Alisha stopped in her tracks and looked back. "Yes, sir?" she said, her voice filled with trepidation."Do you know me?" Alice asked, his curiosity piqued."No, sir," Alisha replied, blinking her innocent eyes.Alice was shocked that this girl did not know him, the youngest billionaire in the country, when girls fell for him everywhere."You are lying," he accused, his suspicion growing."Mother Mary told me never to lie. Why would I lie to you?" Alisha responded, her voice trembling."This girl is a bit crazy," Alice thought, his confusion deepening.He stood up and walked toward Alisha, who cowered in fear and tried to back away. But he grabbed her waist, and she held her so-called pet, trying to remove his hands from her."Don't struggle, angel," Alice whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness."I am not an angel, sir. Mother said angels are those who die and then become angels, but I am a living person, sir," Alisha said, her voice filled with innocence."Do you have any mental problems, Angel?" Alice asked, his concern mingling with his possessiveness.He didn't even know why he was giving her a nickname, but it slipped out involuntarily."I told you I am not an angel. I have a name, and it's Alisha. I have no mental problems, and yeah, you can't call me an angel. You are mental," Alisha retorted, her voice laced with defiance.Alice squeezed her belly above her top, causing Alisha to gasp in pain, tears flowing from her eyes."Her tears are also mine. What is happening to you?" Alice wondered, his emotions in turmoil."So tell me, why did you come here, angel? And why are you out on this night? And why the hell are you wearing short clothes?" Alice questioned, his voice filled with anger and confusion.Alisha was now crying and didn't reply to him, her fear overwhelming her.Her dog suddenly bit Alice's hand, causing him to curse out loudly in pain. Without a second thought, he let Alisha go and pulled out his gun and shot the dog directly in the head.Alisha started shaking with fear, her clothes soaked in the blood of her lovable dog. She was gasping, holding her lifeless pet in her hands."Oh! Don't cry, Angel. I will not kill you, unless you do something that causes me to do so," Alice said."Take this dog away and burn his body. I will talk to you later about why you didn't think that you would not get punished," Alice pulled his phone out and called the guard and said, his voice commanding.The guard came within a few seconds and started shivering. He knew how his master was, but he took the dog away as instructed.Alisha went pale seeing how the guard was carrying her little lucky , all dead.She fainted with shock.Before her body could touch the ground, Alice noticed and caught her and carried her to his room, making her lie on the bed, her clothes soaked in blood."What are you doing with me? I never let anyone into my room. I never touched any women, but look what you made me do," Alice thought to himself, his mind filled with conflicting emotions.Then he looked at his own clothes, stained with blood, and realised he needed to take a bath."Her clothes and body need to be cleaned as well.""Why am I doing this?" Alice wondered aloud as he carried the girl to the bathroom."A maid could have done it, but she would have touched her. I didn't want anyone to lay a finger on my angel," Alice thought, his voice brimming with concern and protectiveness. "What on earth is happening? Why is this crossing my mind? She is not mine.""No. She is yours," his conscience chimed in."She is not," Alice retorted, his voice filled with denial."So why do you want to bathe this girl? You know she wouldn't appreciate it," mocked his conscience. "A man cannot simply bathe any girl if she is not his."Alice pushed aside his thoughts and firmly resolved, "No. I am only doing it for her sake, as she needs a bath, her unconscious body reeking of blood."With determination in his voice, Alice brushed away his conflicting emotions as he entered the bathroom and prepared a soothing bubble bath for her. As he undressed both himself and the girl, he couldn't help but notice how delicate she was. Her
In the morning,Alisha woke up feeling as though she was in someone's embrace, only to find herself face to face with a man.Overwhelmed with grief, she cried out, "Who killed my Lucky? And why am I only wearing a shirt? Where are my clothes and undergarments?" Her tears flowed uncontrollably as she believed that her love had been taken away from her.Startled by the sound of her cries, Alice jolted awake from his sleep and angrily shouted, "Who dares to wake me up? Do you want to die?" Hearing his harsh words, Alisha's tears intensified, and she sobbed even harder.Alice strained to listen to her cries, and amidst the sound, he realised that he had his angel right there with him. Her voice, even in distress, was like music to his ears. Without hesitation, he gently lifted her onto his lap, disregarding the slight lift of her shirt caused by his sudden action. With a commanding voice, he asked, "Why are you crying, Angel?""Let me go, you murderer! You killed my love." Alisha cried out
"Thud."Alice rose to his feet, his hand connecting with Alisha's cheek in a resounding slap. With a firm grip on her hand, he pressed her against the wall, his voice seething with anger. "How dare you leave," he exclaimed, his voice laced with fury.Confusion clouded Alisha's face as she asked, her cheek swollen from the impact, "Is this some kind of truth or dare game we're playing?" She struggled to comprehend the sudden assault.Frustration etched on his face, Alice retorted, "Damn it, why do you have to be so clueless?" His voice dripped with exasperation.Defending herself, Alisha replied, her voice filled with determination, "I'm not clueless. I'm right because you said 'how dare,' but we're not playing a game, so why would I dare? Yeah, I have to go."Alice sighed, his mind swirling with questions. "Why does she have to leave?" he wondered, his thoughts racing.His conscience taunted him, reminding him, "Because she doesn't belong to you. She can go wherever she wants. What do
"Darling, take this first aid kit", Alice's mother tenderly passed the first aid kit and softly urged.With utmost care, Alisha led Alice to the sofa, then knelt before him to attend to his injury. As she tended to his wound, Alice's gaze never left her."She's my guardian angel. Unfazed by my blood staining her dress, she cares only for me," Alice pondered, looking at her with newfound admiration.Alice's mother noticed a longing in his eyes, something she had never seen before, a desire he kept hidden. She understood he yearned for this girl, yet she feared that his darkness might consume her purity."If Alice truly desires something, he'll stop at nothing to attain it," she thought, her mind troubled by it.Once Alisha had finished dressing Alice's wound, she gently declared, "Alright, I must be on my way now. Mr. Alice, promise me you won't harm yourself or others."Alice snapped out of his daze, but her words ignited a storm of anger within him. "How dare she lecture me as she lea
"You can't hide anything from me, you know," his mother states. "I'm your mother, and I can see that you feel something for her, something you've never felt for anyone else."Alice leaves without a word, his mother's observations weighing heavily on his mind."I may have made a mistake by involving that girl. Perhaps she doesn't deserve to be protected by someone like him. If fate brings them together, I'll leave it to destiny to decide. It's hard to coexist with Alice," His mother sighs, thinking.In his office, Alice's anger intensifies as he begins hurling objects around. His previously injured hand, tended by Alisha, starts bleeding once more.Sitting on the office floor, Alice contemplates his feelings. "I want her. I want her in my life. That foolish girl has made me fall for her."He questions himself, "Do I love her? No, Alice, what's happening to you? Why have you fallen for someone so half-minded?"Closing his eyes, he reflects, "It's only been three hours since she left, bu
On another side .Alisha walked back to her orphanage, her steps heavy with the weight of the night's events. After a 30-minute walk, she arrived at the familiar gates.Mary, the caretaker, rushed to Alisha, enveloping her in a warm embrace. "Where were you all night, Alisha? You have no idea how worried I was."Alisha held Mary tightly, tears welling in her eyes. She couldn't find words to explain the turmoil inside her.Mary gently led Alisha to the sofa, where she lay down with her head on Mary's lap. Mary tenderly stroked her cheeks, urging her to share what had happened.Alisha recounted the entire ordeal, leaving Mary in disbelief. "He killed Lucky?" "Who ?"Mary gasped in shock."A guy whose house I was in the whole night ", Alisha while crying explained the whole situation.Alisha continued to cry, and Mary comforted her. "Don't worry, dear. God will make him pay for his sins. You need not fear.""Mother, he killed Lucky, and I saw it happen, "Alisha whispered.Mary reassured h
In the morning, as the sun gently peeked through the curtains, Alice stirred from his slumber. His eyes fluttered open, and he immediately noticed the wounded hand resting by his side. A pang of pain shot through his injured hand, but he found solace in the thought that soon his angel would be by his side, soothing not only his physical pain but also the ache in his heart."Mine," he whispered softly, his voice filled with longing. "Mine to ruin, mine to soothe, just mine to do whatever I desire." With these words, he rose from his bed and began his morning routine.Making his way to the dining table, Alice took a seat, his mother already seated across from him. She looked at him with concern in her eyes and spoke gently, "Alice, my dear, let that poor soul be. She is not meant for you and your cruel world."A surge of anger welled up within Alice, causing his eyes to turn red. He retorted fiercely, "Mom, she is meant for me, and even if she isn't, I will make her mine forever, no matt
As Alice reached the beach he got down from his car and he noticed Alisha surrounded by children, hugging and comforting her. Alice's anger flared up at the sight. "How dare they touch her? How can these children have the audacity to be close to her?" he thought, his possessiveness intensifying.Alisha who was still crying, her knees injured from the fall. Alice's anger grew even stronger seeing her. "How can she be so careless? She is mine to protect, she has no right to hurt herself like this. I need to do something about her clumsiness," he thought, his frustration mounting.Alice approached the group of children and Alisha, his voice filled with authority. "Move," he commanded, causing everyone to turn their attention towards him. Alisha's eyes widened in shock at the sight of him."You murderer, why are you here? You killed my Lucky. What do you want now?" Alisha exclaimed, her voice filled with anger and pain.Alice's anger flared up even more at the mention of "lucky." With a sm