The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Keira was worried about her sister who takes action and investigates on her own. Now that they have Bonnie, they have enough evidence too. But would Bonnie get through all of it? She has been raped too by Nancy's men and Nancy isn't the killer. Keira knew it well. They could use Nancy to be put behind bars and to be someone who killed Louise. 

"You don't like the study room?" Alessandro asked as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. 

"I love it." 

"We now have Bonnie. You don't have to worry." Alessandro kissed her neck. 

"I am worried about Jo." 

  Alessandro sighed and hugged her tightly. 

"I know you do, love. But I will protect Jo for you. I promise that." 

"I will also try hard to convince her. I shouldn't drag her to this." 

  Alessandro patted his wife's head. After Alessandro searched for her around the states, he learned Johanna has been investigating and searching for Keira and Karmina as he does. Keira didn't know that Johanna has been practicing martial arts all her years. It's to protect herself and to protect her and their mother. 

"Let's go to sleep?" Alessandro suddenly lifted her and carried her like a bride back to their bedroom. "Do you want to make love or something just to get you off?" 

"I'm not in the mood." She pouted. "I'll have my period in a few days." 

"Alright."

  She kissed his lips passionately and smiled. 

"I'll wake you up when I'm horny." She grinned. He tucked her in. 

  Alessandro lay beside his wife and fell asleep. But suddenly, he felt like something was penetrating him down there. When he opened his eyes, ahead was moving between his legs. He turned on the lamp and his wife was grinning at him while holding his private part. 

"I'm horny now." She announced like it's just a simple statement. 

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1:30 AM Highland Hospital

  Outside the private room were two bodyguards and a policeman who accompanied them. Bonnie was sleeping and dreaming about darkness and torture every night. She saw a man who was having fun between her legs as she screamed in terror. She's out of breath and she couldn't hear her voice. 

  The bodyguard entered her room quickly and turned on the lights. But they only saw her crying. The female bodyguard that they hired approached her and patted her. 

"Leave us," MJ said. "It's just a trauma." 

"Call us if anything else happened, MJ." The head bodyguard of the team that was protecting Bonnie said. 

  Bonnie looked up at MJ as she wiped her tears. 

"Who are you?" She asked. 

"I'm MJ. I'm President Del Carlo's bodyguard. But she sent me here for you." 

  Bonnie clutched her sheet. She sniffled and shook her head. 

"I deserve this." She mumbled. "I killed Louise…" 

  MJ's face darkened as she reached Bonnie's hand. 

"Did you hit her with the bat using your hand?" 

  Bonnie burst into tears as she shook her head. 

"I gave the security code to them." She mumbled. "I didn't know that Nancy would give it to the killer. I didn't know… I thought she was protecting Louise…" She babbled. 

  MJ took the bottle of water from the bedside table. 

"Drink this." 

  Bonnie opened the cap shakily and drank on it. 

"Stop thinking about it. You didn't kill her." MJ said as she put the bottle away. "I will be staying on that corner." She pointed to the sofa. 

"MJ," Bonnie called. 

"Yes?" 

"Why is the President protecting me?" She asked as she watched MJ walk toward the sofa. 

"I don't know," MJ said as she lay down. "Sleep now." She demanded. 

  Bonnie lay down and sighed. She didn't know if she could sleep at all. She didn't want to see that darkness again. She remembered how they entered her house, put a black sack over her head, and suffocated her. 

Tears rolled down her cheek as she remembered how they torture Louise. She already called a cop at that time. She was panicking one night, so she told the security guard to change the security system. But it's too late. The guard was shot before her eyes. 

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  Alessandro's fitness band beeps as it shows how many calories that he burned with his wife in bed. She giggled and smiled at the calories that she burned and showed it to him. 

"Okay," Alessandro nodded and sat up. "Do you want another round?" He asked. 

"Why not?" She winked at him. She sighed and rushed to the bathroom to wash up. 

"You are amazing, by the way," Alessandro said. She laughed from the bathroom as the water ran. He put an alarm on his phone and his wife came back and climbed on top of him and kissed him. "I love you." He said softly. 

"I know you do." She kissed him again. He pulled the sheet and covered her back as he lay down sideways with her and straddled her. 

"Let's start exercising tomorrow. Your doctor said that you have to remove visceral fats." He patted her tummy. She looked at it and although it's flat it seemed to be bloated even after she ate. The doctor mentioned that it's normal to have a bloated stomach even after eating. 

"You don't have that?" She creased her brows. 

"I do." He winked. "It's good that you are chubby enough to gain muscles." 

"Did you just say that I am chubby?" She scolded him. 

"I love chubby." He scooped her full butt. " It is better to have fat and burn it than being too thin. The time that I found you, I hate to say that I don't like your body because you are too thin and you look too unhealthy." He said and paused a little bit. "I'm sorry that I treated you harshly. I was just angry at myself." 

"You didn't treat me harshly. It's to protect me although you were too horny." She giggled. She bit her lips. "I'm just a little worried." She said softly. "Maybe stress eating causes me that." She mumbled. 

"Don't worry," He caressed her hair. "I love you and mom and Jo are there for you. Also, dad." 

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  He stared at the new project that they gave to him. A black briefcase. They opened it and it's full of cash. All of it is a hundred dollars and a photo of a girl. He tried hard not to flinch but he knew the girl very well. 

"What is this Mr. Charles?" He asked as Mr. Charles personally asks him, the top assassin in the country, just to get rid of the innocent girl. 

"You know well, Panther." Mr. Charles said, saying his code name. 

  There's one thing that everyone doesn't know about him. He's like the angel of death, or anyone called him a demon. The accident that he makes was perfect to make it looked like a suicide or accident. No one would think that it would be an assassination. 

"And you come here to meet me personally, are you that desperate Mr. Charles?" 

"This is half of the money that I am going to give you. The half will be delivered until it's done." Mr. Klaus Charles said. 

"I am not doing any business anymore, Mr. Charles." He said nonchalantly. "I retired three years ago." He said. 

"How old are you?" Mr. Klaus said. "Thirty? Twenty-eight? Why don't you want to take this assignment." 

"That's because I am my boss." He stood and reached the photo. "Isn't this girl too young to be killed?" He asked as he threw the photo away. 

"It's none of your business," Klaus said coldly. "This is the first time that I do business with you and everyone knows your capability."

"Why won't you hire someone else?" He asked cockily. "Just as I told you, I retired." 

"And how are you living your life as an assassin?" 

  He scoffed. 

"Old man, didn't I tell you that I already retired years ago. Also, the money was quite a good deal. But I have more of it." He waved at him. "Au Revoir, old man." 

  The time that he left the meeting room, secluded from people's eyes, his face turned grim. It's time to meet her. Klaus seemed to be very much desperate to kill the girl. And that girl isn't just a normal one. He smirked as he put his cap on. He's aware that Klaus had snipers around to corner him. He knew well where they were located. 

  He whistled the song that the man who raised him composed. It's a more classical one with a unique love story on it. He snapped his fingers as the snipers were down in a snap. Before they even come, he set up his robots. They would shoot them with the tranquilizer before they even pulled the trigger. 

  He used his motorbike and left the place. He went directly to the airport where he set up his plan to go to Paris, France for his vacation. He knew that this time would come after he received an email from the Charles Empire. And killing his precious baby girl was a different matter. 

  He pulled out his phone as it rang. 

"The old man made a move now." He mumbled. "How long are you going to hide?" 

"It's to protect them. Report to the Dragon Empire now." 

"Stop commanding me around." He mumbled. "You knew well that I am the highest-paid assassin in the country. Alright?" 

"Make sure that the bastard won't touch her." The man said from the phone.