Ruin The Billionaire

Jake.

I spent most of the day with Ashley while Heather sulked off and joined some group of lads. I knew she had called my mother who was most likely was angry at me for abandon her dream daughter in law. She was probably trying to call and threaten me every minute but unfortunately for her, my phone was switched off. She had no power over me without her threats.

Ashley and I played several games and toured the island. Several paparazzi took pictures of us. I didn’t even want to know what was going out there. Media houses were probably wondering which of the two women I wanted. I had been photographed with Heather at some point and then with Ashley. I didn’t mind the attention, having gone numb.

After losing Lilly, my heart had become numb and most of my emotions were off. That was why I was able to act callously to the two women around me. I did not care about them and their emotions. They were both adults who had chosen to come even though they knew I was not in love with any of them. They were free to up and leave.

In the evening, I returned back to Heather and I’s suite. She was seating on the couch looking like a tomato.

“When did you become so heartless?” she asked.

“My mother is the reason I cannot be with the woman I love. She is blackmailing me to be here with you. How do you think I feel?”

Heather stood up. “The woman you love? What do you mean by that? Are you in love with Ashley Kendall? What do you even see in her that I do not have?”

I shook my head. “You’re wrong. I have no interest in Ashley. I just needed to be away from you since you have allied with my mother to ruin my life.”

“So, who is this woman that you love?”

“Lilith Hellman.”

To my utter surprise, Heather broke into laughter. “Jake, you’re really funny. But thanks for that, I haven’t laughed all day.”

“Believe it or not, that’s who I want.”

“I don’t believe you. Lilith Hellman is some plain and annoying journalist. Her articles show just how much she despises you. She hates you. You hate her as well. I know that you asked your mother to come and deal with her. Jake, dot insult my intelligence. I don’t think you can want a woman like Lilith. She is not even close to your type.”

“And you’re my type?” I said, and chuckled. “Please, you’re the one I don’t want. I can’t see why I would date someone as shallow as you are. I only wanted to have fun with you, and I got bored in such a short time. That’s real sad, isn’t it?”

“Not really, because I know you will get bored of Hellman fast as well. You still want to play around so no woman will ever be enough for you. You have not yet matured enough to settle down. I don’t blame you. You’re a man and most of you mature after 35.”

“Okay, I’m immature. Now leave me alone.” I said and started walking to the bedroom. I needed my things. During the day, I had checked out the suit next to ours. The person who had been staying there and checked out so I booked it. The best thing about it was that it had an adjoining door. Only the staff would know that Heather and I were staying in different rooms and they were sworn to secrecy. I had to do it to keep my mother off my back.

“Your mother called,” Heather said after following me to the bedroom.

“I don’t care,” I retorted.

“You’ll care when you find out what she has to say,” Heather said before tapping on her phone. A voice recording started playing.

“You thought you could disobey me because you are faraway, but now I’m here. Don’t do anything stupid, son. I’ll be watching.”

I sighed. “I’m not scared of my mother. Sorry, Heather. I can’t stay here with you anymore.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She watched as I carried my suitcase and carried it out. Picking up my phone, I went and opened the adjoining door. I winked at her as I closed the door. As soon as I got in, I removed my laptop from my suitcase and turned it on. I had work to do and this silly vacation was not going to stop me. I managed to make an order for something I needed. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I received what I needed and closed it then went to take a shower.

About two hours later, I heard someone knocking the adjoining door. I had showered and was enjoying a meal I had ordered. I ignored the knock, hoping the person would go away. They didn’t.

“Jake Rylland, open this door.”

It was my mother. This time, I did not feel scared, because I had a plan. I stood up and went to unlock the door. She was standing there looking very angry.

“Oh hi, mother. I didn’t know that you were here as well.”

“Well, I had to come and restore some sanity to your mind.”

“Alright. Come in.”

As soon as my mother stepped in, I locked the door.

“Do you hate her that much?” she asked.

“I don’t want to see her,” I said. “Please have a seat.”

“Why are you being nice to me?” she asked with a frown before sitting down.

“Does a son need reasons to be nice to his mother?” I asked, going to sit next to her. “I have been thinking about things, and I realised that you’ve only been trying to help.”

“Finally, you got some sense.”

Suddenly, I pulled out a handkerchief from my pocket and pressed it against her nose and mouth. She tried to resist me but I was stronger than her. Almost a minute later, she started weakening and losing consciousness. She fell back on the couch.

“My work here is almost done,” I went to the dining table and removed a syringe and liquid from the bad that had been given to me. I siphoned some liquid and injected it to one of the veins on her hand. I had read the instructions and knew that it was safe. It would keep her out for a while.

Time for me to have fun!