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The Billionaire's Toy Press conference.
“You fucking bastard!”Lucien thundered.“Temper,” the caller teased. “You better be nice to me, or my hand might slip.”“Tell me what you want.” Lucien struggled to keep himself in check.“Eyes on me,” Captain Whitlock he whispered. “Breathe.”“That’s a good boy,” the caller said. “You’re going to sign a contract handing over all of your shares of Reynolds Industries. Every last one. You’re going to hold a press conference announcing your decision to the world. Your empire will fall and a new one will rise from its ashes. When asked why you’re doing this, you will say that Gary Reynolds was involved in several fraud investigations, and you don’t want to be a part of it. Understood?”“Yes,” Lucien said through clenched teeth. There’s no doubt now. It’s Eugene.“An hour after you’ve made your announcement, you’ll receive a message with a location.”“Audrey will be there? And her friend? I need confirmation that they’re okay,” Lucien demanded.“You know about the other one?” the kidnappe
The Billionaire's Toy You trapped him.
Her head throbbed. She could feel her pulse in her temples.The low hum of distant conversation could be heard. Her wrists were raw from rubbing against the rope that bound them. The dark room was cold, and her teeth hurt from chattering. The side of her face stung from where she’d been slapped some time earlier. She’d never known how much fear could hurt. It chilled her bones with an ache so powerful it took over her senses. It ate away at her focus and strength. The worst pain of all though, came from her chest. Her breasts were swollen with the milk that should be feeding her baby.“My baby,” she groaned.“She’s fine, Audrey. Don’t lose hope. You know she’s safe.”“Becca,” Audrey whimpered. “It hurts so much.”“I know,” Becca winced at the sound of Audrey’s voice. The agony she was in was evident. She feared that infection may set it soon. If it hadn’t already. “I know it hurts. But everything is going to be okay. Think of Bella, and Lucien, and Tracy, your dad, and Damian. Think o
The Billionaire's Toy Get a suit.
“If you kill her, he’ll hate you!”Becca yelled, trying to get Mia to stop.“At first,” another slash, another scream. “But overtime, he will learn to love me again!”“What the fuck is going on here?” a man’s voice echoed over them, and the door opened again. With the light that streamed in, Becca was able to glance at Audrey. She looked to be bleeding everywhere. Her face, belly, chest, arms.“If Audrey dies, your plan won’t work!”“Dies?” the man seemed annoyed, but then he took in the scene. “You dumb bitch! Get the hell out of here!” he yelled at Mia.“But…”“I said get out!”Mia scrambled off the floor and scurried out of the room.“Fuck,” he swore. “Now I have to get someone to patch this up. Shit.”“Please just send her to a hospital!” Becca implored.“Not until Lucien completes his end of the deal. Then he can take you both to the hospital himself.” He walked out, muttering about sending someone soon to bandage her up.“No, please! Come back!” But he was gone. “Audrey?”“Becca…
The Billionaire's Toy His own happiness
“No, Lucien.Not a ‘good’ suit. This needs to be a bad ass suit. The kind that people wear in movies for this kind of thing. It’ll give everything more impact.”“I thought he wanted me humiliated,” Lucien raised an eyebrow.“Well, yeah. But you’re going into battle. You’re going to need armor.”Lucien pondered about that. Captain Whitlock was right of course. This was a war. But all of his suits were at his home, and he couldn’t send anyone there for risk of them being followed back. Until Audrey was safely back in his arms, and Becca was freed, he couldn’t allow any mistakes or slipups. Everything had to be precise. But something in the back of his mind tugged at him. Something will go wrong.“This is going to work… isn’t it?” Lucien asked.“What do you mean?”“Following the plan. Doing what Eugene wants.”“As long as he reacts the right way, it will.” Captain Whitlock sat back. His body language said relaxed. But his eyes… There’s that look again. “Follow your instincts, Lucien. This
The Billionaire's Toy The crowd.
Lucien’s phone rang, startling everyone. Captain Whitlock rushed back into the room. He wordlessly signaled his team to begin recording and set up another trace. After everything was set up, he made sure that everyone knew to remain silent. With a nod, he told Lucien to answer.“You have some more demands for me?” Lucien answered.“I’m beginning to hear some rumblings about an announcement,” the caller said. “That’s good. However, I am inpatient. I am moving up the deadline to two o’clock this afternoon.”“Fine,” Lucien answered. He tried to sound unbothered. But the truth was his blood froze in his veins. Do we have enough time?“Fine?” the caller repeated. “Well, well, well. Aren’t we confident?”“Is there anything else?”“The contract we spoke of will be sent to your office. After the press conference, you’ll walk up to it and sign it. The instructions on how to send it to me and how to recover your precious women will be with it. Understood?”“Yes. Let me speak to her.”“I’m afrai
The Billionaire's Toy Not following the plan
Right. Lucien walked up to the large collection of microphones and took a deep breath. You are Lucien fucking Reynolds, he reminded himself. You’re going to do this and get your woman back.**********Back at Mark’s home, the pressure was thick. The three of them were glued to the TV, barely able to breathe.“This is it,” Damian said as they watched Lucien walk to the podium. “You think he’s got it?”“I know he’s got it,” Mark said.“He has to,” Tracy added. “Everything is riding on this.”“It’s going to be okay,Tracy. You’ll see. Captain Whitlock already has people in position. As soon as the announcement is made, he’ll give them the signal to move in.”**********Lucien could feel every eye on him. Mark, Tracy, and even Damian’s were on him as well. It was unnerving, but somehow empowering at the same time.“Hello everyone,” he said into the microphones. “If you’d give me your attention, I’d like to begin.”The unrest among the press died down and their rapt attention was his.Lucie
The Billionaire's Toy Tricked.
“Let us go, Mia!” Becca begged. “Let us go. We’ll tell the police you helped us. Then they can get you the help you need. Please let us go!”Mia looked at Becca and rushed over to her.“Why? So, you all can just forget me and move on? So, Lucien can cast me aside and pretend that I never existed?” she yelled.“You were the love of his life!” Audrey sobbed.Mia turned and slapped Audrey with her gun.“I AM the love of his life!” she shouted. “I taught him what happiness was! He can’t have it without me! But don’t worry! I’ll take care of it.”“Please don’t hurt him,” Audrey cried.“I would never hurt him,” Mia grabbed a rough handful of Audrey’s hair. “I’ll make sure he never forgets me. Never. I’ll stay with him forever.” She threw Audrey to the side.Audrey groaned as her head thudded against the concrete floor.Mia walked out of the room but didn’t shut the door.“Audrey?” Becca’s voice quivered.“I’m okay,” Audrey whimpered. “The door is open. Do you think we can get out of here?”
The Billionaire's Toy We found them
Yes, sir!”“Thank you all for coming,”Lucien said as he concluded the press conference. “I am giving this city my solemn vow that Reynolds Industries will continue to serve its people with the utmost veracity and transparency. I am personally dedicated to bringing this individual or group to justice. Another press conference will be held at such a time when more is uncovered. No further questions or comments at this time. Thank you all again.”Calls and cries erupted from the crowd, begging for another statement as Lucien walked away. Once he was away from prying eyes, he removed the earpiece and called the captain.“Do we have them?” Lucien asked.“There’s a problem,” Captain Whitlock answered.“What problem? Are they hurt?”“They weren’t there. The call was being fed through a burner phone. Essentially, Eugene called this phone, and someone else added you to the call. It’s sloppy, but good enough to throw off a trace.”“What does that mean? Did we fail?” His stomach fell to his feet
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