Taming A Billionaire

Reina's point of view

"Get out of the industry!" They all swarmed around her the way bees surround a honeycomb

"No, let me go," she tried to move past them but she was pushed back against the bridge railing. 

"You golddigger, we don't need someone like you in the entertainment industry!" 

"Ouch!" She cried in pain as someone grabbed her hair from the side. But she couldn't tell who did that since they encompassed her all about, that there wasn't enough air to intake.  

"Leave me alone!" She screamed, trying to breathe; they were suffocating her. 

"You're a disgrace to this generation! Go away! We don't need you, bitch," 

Then she felt someone push her and somehow lost balance, toppling down the bridge and plunging deep into the water.

"Niklaus, help me!" That was the last word from her mouth as she landed feet first in the water. But even with that landing position, it felt like she had hit a cemented wall, her entire body was in pain.

So she lifted her head, gasping for air, however, swallowed more water till her lungs felt like bursting. Her arm arched but she wanted to live so hard that she flailed wildly. Sadly, the water was impenetrable thanks to the darkness and she lost consciousness. 

"No!!" I woke up with a startled scream and rushed to my bathroom, turning on the faucet and washing my face till I was sure I wasn't trapped in that nightmare anymore. 

I was hyperventilating, that I was sure of; my breath was coming in gasps and my hand shaking uncontrollably. Of all the memories that I could retain, it happened to be the traumatic one. 

For seven years, I had been reliving that nightmare but I loved it anyway, it made me stronger and better.

I wasn't Maya anymore; that weak, pathetic vessel that couldn't stand up for herself. Now, I was Reina and sure wouldn't let anyone step over me that easily- heads would be sure to roll off of bodies. 

Returning to my room, I flopped down on my bed and took out my phone, scrolling through the news and stopped on one that featured Niklaus. 

"What a waste of a handsome face," I mumbled to myself, drinking in that picture. 

Now, I could understand why my father said I fell head over heels in love with him. It wasn't that difficult to comprehend, the man had great looks that could even make the strongest of woman buckle at the knee. 

I felt like placing one or two kisses on that sexy pouty lips - Woah, Reina, dangerous territory. He's your enemy, remember? Not snacks to eat. It was quite a pity that he was the most appetizing snack around. 

I scrolled further down, my face scrunching up at the sight of the woman who latched on his arm as if he was her property. 

"Jennifer?" 

My brow raised in interest, so this was her? For some strange reasons, I decided I didn't like her. Moreover, Jennifer, or whatever she called herself, looked too innocent. But don't be mistaken, those seemingly naive ones are always the most dangerous. The Angels are not always who they seem to be. 

"Whatever," I threw my phone to the side of the bed and decided to go get something to eat upon hearing my stomach rumble. I had gone straight to bed when I returned earlier and now it was protesting. 

Father must have known that I would skip dinner hence the refrigerated meal awaiting me. Sigh, what would I do without that old man?

I warmed the food in the microwave and sat down to enjoy my meal not minding the movement of guards observing their normal patrol. Living with Sakuzi meant a higher ratio of men to women. 

The only women you could find around here were the maids and cleaning staff who maintained this mansion. There were women in the gang but you could count them with your fingers.

Though stepmom did come around to visit sometimes, we didn't have much of a relationship. Apparently, she had divorced father because of his infidelity and not because of his line of work. 

Her family wasn't all that innocent either with their long chains of casinos spread across several cities and abroad- money laundering was their specialty. Apparently, their marriage had been an arranged one, you know politics and such. 

We don't talk much whenever she visits. Neither were we on bad terms, just learned to mind our own business. After all, I was just an illegitimate child like the other two and also the child of that woman. 

I had always thought women were the gossips but no, welcome to the Falcon gang. It was through the men's spirited conversation that I got to learn that my so-called mother was his favorite and supposedly the only one my father had genuinely been in love with. 

But sadly for my father, Angela didn't want anything to do with a mobster, so their relationship ended abruptly or so he thought. 

Years later, Angela came to him married and in dire need of help. Her husband Alfred mistakenly stepped on the toe of a powerful man who was hell-bent on making their life a living hell and started by messing with their budding company. Angela wanted my father to take care of him since he had the capability; she wanted the evil man to lose everything he possessed.

Father had been so delighted to hear she had come to visit him after quite a long time but his heart sank finding out she was married and only came because of favor.

Unfortunately for her, he had no intention to help her. Angela wanted a rich husband who wasn't a mob leader and got what she wanted finally. They should go solve their problems by themselves - he wasn't her private cleaning service notwithstanding their previous relationship. 

To chase her off, he made an atrocious proposal she would never honor- with the kind of pride she had. 

"Give me your body for a night and I'll fulfill your wish," 

" That's impossible," 

"Nothing is free in this world, it all comes at a price"

You should his men acting that, it had a comic effect- lucky for them, father didn't catch them. 

And as I was saying, Angela accepted the deal to his astonishment. And yes, he could have changed his mind but no, my father is an odd bastard - he knew Angela would hate him for that yet went ahead to mate with her. 

So the deed was done and I was the result of that night. But there was something else, Alfred almost caught on to what she did but the great planner Angela convinced and covered it up as a rape- thanks to father's help by the way. Both of them would have really made a formidable couple - one with the wiles, the other had the brains 

Done stuffing my stomach, I headed back to my room to discover I had several missed calls from my assistant. 

"Is it done?" I went straight to the point.

"Yes, as you wanted, " 

"Alright, now press charges. The whole of them. It's time to catch a big fish, "