Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

ALEXA’S POV

Three nights had passed and Cody was becoming more impatient. He paced around in anger, trying to think of what to do.

In anger, he grabbed my weak and bruised body and brought his mouth close to my ears.

“Can you see now that Nolan doesn’t give a damn about you? He doesn’t care about you, that’s how these wealthy people behave. You left me just because of him and now, you can see the grave consequences playing before your eyes,” Cody said as he dropped me on the floor in frustration.

I yelped in pain, and I was terrified of what else he could do in anger. Nolan can’t possibly leave me, I know he loves me and can do anything to save me.

“Nolan would come to save me, I knew that. And if he fails to come, I’ll make sure I save myself from this mess and come back to hunt you down. You will beg at my feet for mercy, Cody,” I voiced out with all the strength left it in me.

“Whoa, I love that boldness and certainty. If you really think you can get out of here and come back to hunt me down, well then, go ahead!” Cody laughed hysterically while beating his legs.

I was so furious at Cody that I found him disgusting. I wondered how I fell in love with a psycho and a merciless being. Not only that, but I felt regret and resentment rushing through my veins. If it were possible, I would have knocked him down and made him beg for mercy.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Hey, I’ll be leaving now. I want you to watch her without any mistakes from you, okay!” He ordered the guard and gave me a mocking look.

I was so irritated by his look, and rage was filling up in me. He went out, and I looked at the guard, I needed to get out of this place, but I had to think of a way to get past this guard.

Then a thought sprang up! I was going to bore him with plenty of conversations. He was sure to sleep after that.

“Hey, what’s the most boring job you’ve ever done?” I asked, acting hopeless, so he could think I’ve given up.

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I was able to succeed in boring him with different boring conversations, he was showing signs of being sleepy, but he was fighting it. I knew I could still get him to sleep off if I kept hitting him with boring talks.

Finally, he could no longer fight it again, he began to doze, and then he fell into a deep sleep as I had already poked him a few times, and he didn’t wake up.

I began to untie myself, the ropes seemed like they were knotted by an amateur, or probably they felt I couldn’t even escape if I loosed it. Then I carefully took his phone and called the police first, in case anyone could catch me.