The Billionaire's Kept Woman

  Conrad was a little bit surprised when she came out of the bathroom only wearing her robe. He looked away immediately. He was supposed to be platonic but with this woman, it's different. 

"I re-heat the pizza and the chicken." He said. 

"I'll be there." 

  He checked the television as he relaxed and sipped on his water. Soon, she came out, smelled like flowers and she sat one meter apart from him as she reached the chicken and started eating like a beast. 

"I don't know that you are that hungry." He mumbled. 

"It's been a while, Conrad. A week without pizza and chicken buffalo? It had lots of carbs so I restrained myself from eating." 

  Conrad nodded and sighed. 

"I know that there's an assassin in your house but all I knew was that it was already dispatched by someone else. So, who is Harvey to you?" He asked. 

"My brother." She mumbled. 

"Brother? Do you have an incest relationship with him?" 

  She glared at him. 

"I am adopted." 

"You mean, Keira is his sister?" 

"Yeah." She nodded. "I don't know why he became an assassin. We all thought that he was dead." Her eyes were suddenly downcast as she looked down at her food. "Mom was devastated." 

"Well, his identity was erased. It's not like he wants to kill." Conrad patted her head. "A drug was injected into him. It makes him a killing machine." 

"What?" She creased her brows and looked at him sharply. 

"Although the drug was out of his system, it still had side effects right in his head. He could have uncontrollable anger and uncontrollable killing but he takes years and years to control himself. But somehow, his mindset is now different and he could control himself. He also has his memories back and I think it's true that he was always watching you even from the US." 

  Johanna shuddered from what he said. Killing machine? Who could do that to him? She knew that her brother was in the army and she didn't have an idea that he was included in the troops of a special agent. 

"How many assassins?" She asked. "How many assassins were there?" 

"Three." He said. "Your room is already clean including the bathroom and there's no stain of blood or anything that would make you grossed out."

"I'll just sleep here." She patted the sofa. 

"If you say so." He shrugged. "But you can sleep in my room. I'll stay with you." He said. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you even though you insist." He grinned. She frowned at him and smacked his chest. 

  After their dinner, Conrad even changed the sheets and made her comfortable in the queen bed. He settled on the sofa which was too small for his height. But then, he thought that sleeping on the floor would be much better. She's already on the bed and sleeping peacefully while he decides to set up some booby traps in the living room. Although he could hear them, he still set up if ever there were assassins nearby. 

  After setting up, he lay down on the floor where he set up his camping bed. He had his gun under the sofa just in case and when he closed his eyes, he heard a movement. So he opened his eyes and found her slipping off from the bed. 

"Are you sure that you are alright?" she asked. 

"I slept in a camping bag and the woods. Don't mind me." 

"Alright." She nodded and lay down. "We can share the bed. Just don't do anything crazy." 

"If you insist." He grinned and took his pillow and blanket. Then, he reached for his gun and without saying anything, he set up on the left side and lay down comfortably. She sat up and glared at him. "What?" He asked. "I'm going to sleep now and I also locked the door. Don't do anything funny on my sexy body." 

"Don't you snore!" She reached the other pillow and put it between them. Then, she lay down and turned back from him. 

"I can give you consent to touch me though. Just wake me up." He teased her. 

"Haha, funny." She said sardonically. 

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  MJ's words get through inside his head as it is processed. His mind could be blown now and his body would move on its own to kill whoever hurt her. He stared at her flawless back for a while as he slipped off from the bed, reached his phone, and left her room. He knew that she wouldn't tell him what happened and who did it to her. For four months, MJ doesn't have any special assignment but only investigating and office work. That's why he's confident that he'll be safe. 

  The voice of a sleepy person answered. 

"What the hell?" Sabrina Alvarez-Lawson A.K.A Dark Lord mumbled. 

"I want to know what happened to MJ. Who ruined her ovary?" His voice was low and dangerous. 

"She's already on the run and an assassin." 

"Name." He demanded but in a calm voice. 

"Beatrice Lee, known as Chinese Dragon. Her lover was MJ's ex." 

"Thank you." He hung up as he put Beatrice Lee's name on the list and sent it to his Cleaners. 

  The Cleaners are also agents that have been drugged but they have smaller doses than he received. He saved them after breaking through their laboratory. Now, they are working for him as his watchdogs and hackers. In a few minutes, they sent the location to him. She's not moving but he won't let it slide. He went back to MJ's room and hugged her from behind. 

"How about another round?" He asked. 

"Just leave," She mumbled and sniffled. 

"You think that I would leave you?" He pulled her so she would look at him. 

  Her eyes were red from crying and he wiped them. Although her eyes don't show much expression by masking it, he knew well how MJ felt. He could see a lot of expression through their aggressive lovemaking. But now, he wants to be gentle to her. It was always wild. He remembered how he took her virginity inside the facility of EPUA. She was restraining from him and defending herself but she gave up after he touched her. He wants to see that aggressive MJ again. 

"Tell me any name and I will kill them for you." He said softly as he caressed her face. "Who is it?" He asked although he knew the person all along. He sat up and pulled her up. "No one should dare touch my woman." He reached her chin. "Mitch, are you going to tell me or not?" He said, mentioning her nickname. 

"It's done, Harvey. I don't want you to get involved." She pushed his hand and wiped her tears. He looked down at her stomach to see the long scar. 

"You still have another on the right." He pointed it out. "You can still have a baby," He looked into her eyes. "I will do everything to give you a baby, MJ. It's what you want to do." He paused. "Although you won't say it, I know that you are sad." He kissed her nose gently. "Let's go to EPUA and check the other one." 

"No." She shook her head and pushed him. "I'm tired. You have to leave." 

  He held both of her arms. 

"Why are you like this?" He asked coldly and loud. "Why?" He glared at her. "Tell me what else happened!" he insisted. She shook her head. "Even if you won't tell, I would know." 

  She suddenly burst into tears as she started sobbing. She pulled the sheets and covered her nude body. Harvey's heart shattered seeing her like this. He didn't know what else happened to her in those four months. He wasn't in the country if something bad happened to her. 

"Mitch, you have to tell me!" he demanded. She kept on crying as she shook her head. "Fuck." He reached for his phone. The woman isn't talking to him and the time that he opened the notification, he went pale. "Miscarriage?" He mumbled. "You had a miscarriage?" He growled at her. She moved away from her like she's a little kid that has been violated as she clutched the sheet. 

  He stared at her as his hand started shaking. He might not be able to control himself if he won't control his emotions and anger. His ears started ringing as he started moving differently. Like his hands started moving. MJ noticed the signs that would trigger his madness and she had to stop it. 

"Harvey," She sobbed when she saw him turning into a beast by looking into his eyes. "Harvey." She reached his hands. "Hold me, please…" 

  It seemed like the ringing of his ears stopped when he heard her voice and felt her touch. He immediately hugged her. 

"Don't leave, okay?" MJ said like she's afraid that something bad would happen. 

"Shh," he stared at nowhere as he caressed her hair. Although his eyes and face didn't show any emotions, his head started thinking of ways to kill them or to torture them. "You'll be fine." He mumbled. 

  He now knows the reason why MJ won't tell him. The bastard raped her after he left the country. MJ was drugged at the moment and tied up. Although she was an agent, it seemed like the bastard managed to corner her with his men and maybe do it all over again. The sick bastard will pay big for what he did and the woman who hurt her too. He already calculated everything in his head. He's going to torture them first. 

  The time that MJ calmed down, he gave her water and he stayed with her until she fell asleep. He then left the bed after tucking her and went to the living room. He checked the report that was made and EPUA can't go after them since the Charles Empire is backing them. He was calm but his mind only set on those people who hurt her. To torture them and kill them.