Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view:

Julie was fast asleep when he heard movements. His type of work trained him to be a light sleeper, always alert in times of danger just like now. 

Although he sensed the approaching shadow, he regulated his breath and feigned to be asleep - hopefully, whoever that was doesn't have a gun. This wasn't the first time they had attempted to assassinate him. Yes, it had been a while since the attack came, he never ruled out the possibility of one happening right under his nose.

He calculated his assassin's position by manipulating the shadow cast on him. The shadow stood straight which meant his arms were down and has no gun - yet. 

The assassin continued to tiptoe in his direction, he must be trying hard not to make noise so he could kill him without alerting the others. Amid his body asking him to react, Julie willed his mind to remain still and wait for the right time.

The assassin was quite a weird one because Julie felt him leaning down towards him, he must plan to stifle him by holding a pillow over his head.. His heart began to pound but Julie held still, this wasn't the time for carelessness.

Julie felt the assassin lean closer and closer and when he was close enough to be grabbed, he struck. He flipped the assassin over to the empty side of the bed, surprised at the assassin's lightweight. He was stunned at the realization that the assassin was a woman. But then, woman or not, she had been sent to kill him and would pay gravely for that.

Hence, Judy pushed her down to the bed, pressing his strong arms against her throat to cut off her air supply. His room was dark and he would have loved to see the face of his assassin but he couldn't risk that, not now he had her subdued.

The assassin began to struggle with him, squirming beneath his strength and hitting his arm so he could let her go. Julie intended to, he simply planned to cut off her air supply, enough to knock her out.

However, when he leaned closer a familiar scent wafted into his nose and he froze, his grip loosening. With such space, the assassin pushed him away and didn't attack. Released, she instead began to wheeze and gasp for air and the familiarity of the voice hit him.

Oh crap.

Without wasting time, Julie instinctively searched blindly for the wall switch and turned on the lights, his breath coming to a stop when he saw Anabelle on his bed, gasping and feeling her throat.

His eyes almost bulged out of its socket when he saw the red mark around Anabelle's throat, Eden would surely kill him when he saw that - even Niklaus might not be enough to save him this time.

"Princess," He called her by the nickname he gave her but all he received in return was a fiery glare from her. Judy, scratched the back of his head, she wasn't going to make this one easy for him. 

"H-how could you?" Anabelle's eyes watered and Julie felt his heart breaking into pieces. He didn't mean to hurt her - this is why people shouldn't give him a sneak attack. 

"I'm so sorry," He apologized, walking over to the bed to sit beside her. Julie removed her hand to examine the bruise, swallowing down the lump in his throat. That looked red.

"You almost killed me!" Anabelle cried out, pushing him on the chest.

No, Julie disagreed mentally - he didn't dare say it out loud with her, else she pools a flood in his room with her tears. If he had wanted to kill her, he would have snapped her neck in a fraction of a second. But cutting off her oxygen carefully was to knock her out - although he regrets it now. He wouldn't have done it if he knew she was the one.

"I'm sorry, princess," Julie could only apologize sincerely. He told her, "Wait here," and left the room only to return later with an ice pack which he used to rub across the red bruising.

"How did you find me?" He asked her, rubbing the clothed ice across the affected skin, and watched her flinch from the coldness as it chilled yet tingled her, "I never told you I was here," He inquired.

"As if you would have told me," Anabelle rolled her eyes yet said, "I asked Alex and he told me your location,"

Of course, it was Alex, he was not even surprised anymore. He couldn't help but wonder if that fool served him or his girlfriend. Since he had time to play cupid on duty, he would surely increase his workload.

"I had a good reason for keeping you away, it could have been dangerous. The next time before you attempt a solo mission, please inform me," I can't stand your father's wrath if anything happens to you.

Niklaus might currently be his godfather but he doubted the man's influence would save him from Eden's fury - if he doesn't offer him willingly to Eden himself. Eden was his cousin, why would Niklaus defend him, an outsider, against his own relative? It didn't make sense.

He could remember the first time he had sex with Anabelle, Eden almost hunted him down - he broke his promise of waiting till she was twenty. What was the man expecting anyway? They were two hot-blooded teenagers in a serious relationship, not to mention the fact that Anabelle didn't make things easier for him. 

She had no idea about the deal he had with her father and kept on seducing and tempting his self-control until his restraint broke one fateful night. The memory was still fresh in his head even after ten years. 

It had rained heavily that night yet Anabelle visited him. She was drenched from her head to her feet and made use of his shower to bathe warmly. After that, the problem of what to wear surfaced as there was no spare feminine cloth until she settled on his polo. 

His polo had been so huge on her that it almost touched her knee - almost - it settled on her thigh instead. His grandfather had been away that night with most of the employees asleep or seeking warmth of their own against the cold. 

Julie remembered having nothing to do that night plus Anabelle's tantalizing thigh he saw whenever she bent, offering him a sneak peek made him nervous - and uncomfortable down there. 

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