The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Victor watched as she screamed and threw everything. She's having a tantrum and she's very violent. One thing he noticed that would prove that she isn't his sister. She then approached him and begged him to kill her. She said over and over again. 

"Do you want me to die?" She screamed at him but he only stared down at her. 

"You are obsessed with him. I might also think that you are also obsessed with her." He reached her head and patted it. "You are a strong independent woman, how can you become obsessed with someone who broke your heart? You aren't that low." 

"I am not low!" She pushed him and slapped him. It's like her palm was the one that get hurt rather than his handsome face. 

"Then stop obsessing over someone who hates you." He scolded her. "Your tantrums won't make me kill someone." He glared at her as he turned back and left. 

  He hated it. Then, that's when Wendy screamed and he stopped. 

"Then, I should just kill myself." 

  Victor turned around and stared at her coldly as she grabbed the broken glass and held it tightly. Bloods rolled down when she gripped the glass hard. 

"Go on, kill yourself." He said that made her frown. 

"You are supposed to follow me." She gritted at him. 

"Follow?" he creased his brows. "Hannah, you are trained to protect yourself not to tantrums like this. I loved you, but somehow, I started to think if you were her." 

"You left me, Victor. How can you know me?" She gritted at him. 

"Go, kill yourself." Victor stared at her coldly. "I will eventually leave you if you do that." 

  Somehow, Wendy's eyes dilated after he said that. She dropped the glass as tears rolled down her cheeks. 

"You said that you won't leave me." 

  Victor approached her and reached her cheeks. 

"Let's clean this up. Calm down." He whispered. He hugged her and patted her hair. "If you kept acting like this, people would eventually get tired of you and leave you. Okay?" 

  Somehow, Wendy realized something. She just needs to fake it all so he won't leave her. She just needed to work on it to control him so he could kill them instantly if she wanted. She just needs to be a good girl so people wouldn't leave her. She smirked and realized that she needed to calm down and control herself from anger. That way, she could get what she wanted. 

"I'm sorry." She whispered and faked it just what she saw from television. 

"I'm sorry that I lost myself." She sniffled and gently pushed him. 

"It's alright. But there shouldn't be next time. You can't hurt anyone that's not a threat to you. You knew that." 

  She nodded her head submissively. 

  Victor stayed a little more until her wounds were treated. Then, he left her just after she was treated. The Butler gave her medicine to calm her and to make her sleep and he somehow felt sorry for the girl who was treated this way because she's crazy. He also found out about her real name after he overheard the maids. They said that she called her ex's number again and the wife answered that made her tantrum like that.

  He changed his clothes, picked the car keys that they gave to him and the stash of cash that his woman provided. He left the mansion and drove to the nearest club. He dropped off his car and some women quickly approached him. They didn't mind about his scars and he stared down at them. He reached the woman's face that had a lot of make-up on and he remembered that Violet doesn't wear such things. 

  He let them lead her somewhere and let them sit on him and kiss him. He only stayed there like a robot or a platonic and a beautiful woman came and they quickly left. He took out a little cash and gave it to the girls. His wife straddled him and kissed him passionately. He carefully placed his hand at his lower back and kissed him back. 

"Everything is set." She whispered. Cameras have been diverted. Let's go?" She smirked at him. 

"Yes," 

  He let her take him out of the club and brought him to a place that had medical equipment. He went through an MRI and CT scan. The man with her didn't speak to him as they tested him. There were flashes of memories that hit him. He underwent the same thing many times from the Laboratory of Charles and somehow it was like fragments. 

  He dressed up after that and he waited for his wife as she spoke to the man who seemed to be a doctor. He doesn't remember but he feels like he's going to faint. 

"Okay, go through the scans. I will take him out." 

"Alright, it seems like I will have overtime again." Leon sighed as he looked at the monitor. "You should leave now." 

"Okay, thank you." 

  Violet approached him as she reached his face and kissed his forehead. 

"Your head is aching?" She asked. 

"Yes," 

"I'll relieve it." She whispered and kissed his cheeks. He rolled up his pants and adjusted his prosthetic leg. Then, he stood and checked it. He rolled down his pants and held her hand. He glanced at the man who helped him a while ago and he was watching them the whole time. 

  They left that secluded location and his wife brought him to a house. He looked at her and she smiled at him. 

"Do you want to hear our baby?" She asked him. 

"Y~Yes." His heart started throbbing or more like it's going crazy in excitement. 

  She stopped in the parking lot and then, he got out quickly to open the door for her but she came out first and took her purse. She held his hand and led him inside and at first, it was only an ordinary home, but everything was heavily covered by thick curtains. She took her to the couch and he sat down. She left and then came out with drinks and food. She sat beside him and turned on the television. Currently, a baby is wondering about the lullaby. He then smiled slowly. 

  His smile was genuine with a mix of a little naughtiness. Shortly, a woman smiled at him and spoke to him that made his eyes twinkles and he smiled widely. Then, shortly, the big man picked him up as the woman said her goodbye. The little guy frowned and stared at the man who was holding him and then shortly, he cried dramatically. 

  Victor laughed as a tear rolled down his cheeks. He had never laughed for a while now. Maybe it's been months but that simple laugh and cry of the baby made him emotional. He never took his eyes off the screen as he continued watching it. Violet was also tearing beside him while watching him smile, laugh, and tear. She hugged him tightly. 

"He looked partially like Hannah Grace when she was a baby." 

"Yes," She whispered. "I noticed that." She said as she took out a notebook and then showed him his photo when he was a boy and then, there's Hannah Grace with her puppy. "We went to the cottage that you used to live in with your family. I found this." 

  He wiped his tears as he looked down at it. He remembered it. He remembers everything about his childhood and how Hannah Grace would ask him to make her toys since most of her toys were being thrown or put into a fire by their father whenever she made a mistake or if she didn't focus on her studies. She was just only four years old at that time. 

"I have fun moments and at the same time painful ones. Hannah Grace suffered more than I did." 

"I know." She whispered and hugged him. She looked at the screen where their baby moved sideways so he could turn into his stomach. "He's starting to be more attentive and playful." She told him. 

  He put away the old photos and pulled his wife closer to him. 

"That's our baby," He whispered to her. "I see Hannah Grace's eyes on him." 

  She smiled and nodded at him. 

"That's because Hannah Grace looked like you in a feminine version, Victor." 

"Tell me, Hannah Grace is pregnant? Is she married?" 

"Yes and no." She held his hand. "Hannah Grace is safe, that's all you have to know, Victor. She's eager to see you too, but there are limits." 

"I want to hold her badly. The Hannah Grace that they said to be my sister is crazy."

"That's Wendy Charles. She's the one who tried to kill Keira Del Carlo, your target." She held his hand. "Please, Victor. I want you to be safe. There are unimaginable things that they might do to you." 

"But, why can't you take me with you?" Victor asked. She stood and sat over his lap. She held his face and pressed her forehead to his. 

"I want to. I badly want to take you away from them, but if I did. You will die." Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she started sobbing. "They~~" She hiccuped. "They planted destructive nanomites inside you. How can I risk you like that?" 

  Victor was shocked but he reached her face. He's hurting because she's hurting.. It's killing him.