The Billionaire’s Desires

Nathan’s POV

One week and two days…

That’s how long I’ve been in Paris. Hillary has refused to see my face or hear anything I have to say. She stays holed up in the house with her kids, our kids. I keep coming back to that apartment, every fucking day, but it’s all to no avail. If she is alone in the house, she won’t even open the door for me but if the others are there as well, they will grant me access into the living room, but Hillary will not be seen anywhere around the house, she locks herself in the room with the kids and she stays in there with them until I get tired of knocking on the door and leave the house. It’s getting more and more hilarious every fucking day. I mean, we aren’t kids, are we?

We should be able to settle our differences without acting like a bunch of teenagers, but she just doesn’t want to believe the truth that is staring her right in the face, she still doesn’t want to believe that I am alive, she doesn’t want to have anything to do with me. But she fails to realize that we have two beautiful kids together and these kids need their father whether she likes it or not. They don’t have to suffer for our mistakes, we don’t have to put them through this emotional distress, they don’t deserve it.

I’ve managed to secure my shares from Lawrence Delaney without having to pay a dime for it. He was more than happy to give them to me so I can leave him alone. My company needs me because we are still trying to crawl out of the deep pit that Travis plunged us into. My family also needs me in New York because it seems like I am the only one holding us together. I have so many responsibilities, but I can’t seem to abandon my wife and my kids in Paris, I can’t even imagine the possibility of leaving them here, it’s just unimaginable. I had to send Raymond back to New York to take care of my company, I know he messed up pretty bad, but the fact remains that he is the one man I trust not to betray me and try to steal my company. I would still have to deal with his dishonesty later on, but right now, I need him to handle my affairs while I stay here and try to reason with Hillary, even though she has made it pretty clear that she isn’t ready to reason with me or anyone else. As long as the topic of discussion is about me, Hillary doesn’t want to be a part of it.

She has been acting like a fucking teenager, hiding like a child that was caught stealing cookies from the dining table. I’ve been so patient and understanding because I totally understand how difficult it must be for her, but she is not making it easier for me, for is. Two days ago, Miguel was home so he let me into the house. I sat outside her door all day pleading for her to listen to me, begging her to open the door, but she wouldn’t listen to me. I can’t imagine what my kids would be thinking about all this drama, I can’t even begin to imagine what they are feeling in there as she had kept them locked away for more than one week now, it’s just pure torture and I am so sick and tired of it all. Just yesterday, I stood outside the front door, standing under the heavy downpour, knocking and begging her to open the door. But she didn’t open it up, I got drenched by the rain, yet I stayed out there begging her to listen to me, but she didn’t. When I started feeling cold, I ran back to my car, going back to the hotel I lodged in, which happens to be Hillary’s hotel that she has decided to abandon because of me. Just before the car drove off from her house, I caught a glimpse of her from the window in the sitting room and I realized that she has been standing behind the door listening to me all this while, letting me get soaked by the heavy downpour. That was the last straw, I’m not letting her make a fool of me again, I’m not going to beg her anymore, this time she is going to listen to me, whether she likes it or not.

This morning, I woke up a bit late because of what I’m planning. I need the others to leave the house before I get there. I am going to have a conversation with her today, and she will have to listen to me. I got a call from one of my guards that the other girls have arrive at the hotel, I waited for Miguel to check in as well, then I went to the office and picked Avril up, taking her out of the hotel. She tried shrugging me off, but my hold on her was strong enough. I took her to my car, ignoring the comments and frowns from bystanders as I force her into the car and shut the door after her.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” she yelled furiously when I got in and shut the door.

“I’m taking you back home, I need you to stay with the kids while I have a conversation with their mom,” I responded.

“Well, you should have just asked me nicely to come with you instead of dragging me here like a fucking lunatic!” she scolded angrily.

“Yeah, you are right. I could do that, but I’m getting tired of asking nicely because it sucks. So forthwith, I’m taking what I want by force, I have no patience to cuddle or pamper anyone anymore.” I yelled back at her, making her eyes go wide in shock.

“W… w… what do you mean Nate, are you going to stay Hilly as well?

Are you going to force her to have a conversation with you?

That is not right, she would hate you for it, she would never let you force her, she would never listen to you.” She told me firmly, making me chuckle at her conviction. Sometimes I wonder if she even wants Hillary to forgive me, it seems like she enjoys seeing us this way. But not anymore. This drama has gone on for far too long, it’s time to put it to an end.

“Why don’t you just sit tight and watch how it plays out,” o told her with a smirk, ignoring her outbursts and meaningless comments. I guess she hasn’t noticed that there are more guards with me today, she must think that I am here to beg and plead once more, but I’ll give her a shocker today.

“Stay behind me always so you don’t get hurt,” I told her firmly before stepping down from the vehicle.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Getting hurt? What the hell are you talking abo…” she could not finish her questions because there was a loud banging sound as my guards break down the front door and granted me entrance into the house. She gasped in shock and uttered several abusive words to me, but I paid no heed to her rambling as the guards ran up the stairs and did the same thing to the door of her bedroom. They opened it forcefully and I went in to demand that she talks to me, but to my greatest surprise, she wasn’t in there, the room was completely empty. I searched everything, but I couldn’t find Hillary and I couldn’t find my kids as well. The room looks so messed up and disorganized, it looks like she had left in a hurry.

“Where the hell is she!” I yelled in anger as I turned to glare dangerously at Avril, making her take a step backward in fear.

“I… I… have no idea,” she stammered out, looking as confused as I was. I brought out my phone and called Brian, he just finished the tasks I gave him and now he is on his way back to New York to assist Raymond in handling my company. I’m sure Ray would think that I am sending Brian over because I don’t trust him anymore, but that is not the case. The truth is that I want Brian to learn from Ray, I need him to be as tough and efficient as Ray. Don’t get me wrong, I’m still pissed off at Ray, but he is not the top priority here, Hillary is my only focus for now. Charles de Gaulle (CDG), that is where she would be. It is the largest International Airport in Paris and I am pretty sure that that’s where she is going to be headed, that is if she isn’t there already because I have no idea when she had left this house so I don’t know if he is at the airport yet, but I’m sure he would get there know how long she had been away. Brian is my best bet here, he will get there way faster than me because he lodged in a hotel that is closer to the airport.

“I want all flights at Charles de Gaulle (CDG) international airport canceled for today, nobody leaves that fucking airport until I get there.” I ordered him sternly. I don’t fucking care how he does it, I don’t even care if he has to pull the fire alarm or sets a real fire. I can’t have her disappearing on me, not this time.

“Where the fuck are you going to, where is Hillary, what the hell is happening?” Avril asked me as I stormed out of Bethany’s room in anger. She ran after me as I walked to the living room. I refused to turn back to her or respond to any of her questions. She did not back down, she ran after me and followed me into the car, refusing to let me go after Hillary alone. I don’t have the time or energy to argue with her, I simply ignored her presence and asked the driver to take me to the airport. I wonder what is going through Hillary’s mind, why would she try to run away, does she hate me that much?

I’ve told her the truth countless times. Although I always speak to her through a closed door, but I’m sure she hears me all the time because she is always standing by that closed door, I can always feel her presence and it’s always so close to me that I can literally feel her body heat through the closed door. I keep thinking hard about her reactions and I keep trying to come up with a solution to all this, but nothing seems to make any sense to me. The sound of my phone’s ring tone brought me out of my thoughts, I saw that the caller was Brian, so I picked up immediately.

“I sent a virus to their networks and I pulled the plug on some of their navigation systems, so all flights have been canceled successfully and we are all stuck here at the airport.” He reports in a sarcastic tone. I think he loves this job a little too much if you ask me, that is why I was t him to work closely with Ray.

“I’m guessing you stopped all flights because of your wife.” He let out.

“And how do you know that?” I asked him.

“Because she is standing at the reception desk, creating a scene and harassing the Airline passenger service assistants. She is really pissed off right now and she is taking out her anger on the staffers at this airport.” He reported once more.

“Good, keep a close eye on her, don’t let her out of your sight. I’ll be there in a few minutes.” I instructed him firmly. I urged the driver to step on the gas pedal and drive through red lights. I got a call from Brian when we were a few miles away from the airport, I was stuck in traffic and he called to tell me that Hillary has left the building. I told him to do whatever it takes to keep her there, I don’t care if he has to ram into her car or even deflate her tires, I just need her to be at that airport when I get there.

“What are you going to do to her?” Avril muttered softly, making me turn towards her for the first time since we set out to the airport. She has been gazing at me, I feel her eyes on me and now that she has spoken out, I can’t help but wonder what could be going through her mind right now. They must all see me like a monster or something. First, Hillary is running away from me, now her friend is trying to find out if I want to hurt her. For fucks same, what the hell is wrong with everyone?

“Why the hell would you ask me that?” I retorted, sighing deeply as I pull my hand through my hair in frustration.

“I don’t know Nate, you look different from who you used to be and you are scaring the shit out of her with your fierce and tough demeanor. Please don’t hurt her Nate, she has been through a lot already.” She begged softly, making me scoff softly at her words,

“Why would I want to hurt a woman that I love?” I asked her calmly, making her eyes go wide in shock.

“I love her Avi, and I want her back.”