Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view:

Having a rich so in law was the best feeling in the world, Baz, Camille's father decided. When he climbed into the car, it was the perfect definition of luxury. The car seat was so comfortable that he could take a nap in there and his back nor body would suffer any pain.

Unlike what he thought earlier, his son-in-law Eden was kind of easy to talk with. The young man was quite taken with him. Baz was delighted inwardly, at this rate he might not even need to bother his unfilial daughter with his finances; Eden would give him all he needed.

In no time, they got to their destination and it was a high-class hotel. Baz's eyes widened with shock and admiration at his son-in-law at the level of respect the staff gave to him - even the hotel manager came to welcome him.

"Son, you seem to be favored here, you must be a regular. A VIP or something?" Baz inquired. 

"I own the hotel," Eden said so nonchalantly it shocked the man.

He owned the hotel? The entire skyscraper? Baz gulped, how much was his son-in-law worth? This was a lot of money. His hidden grin widened, that meant that giving him - Baz - a few millions wouldn't hurt, right? His greediness grew. 

In no time they got to the hotel's restaurant where they were given the best service. Baz couldn't help but relax, he was in safe hands. Their dish of tantalizing steak was served to them and both dug into the food. 

The food tasted like heaven and Baz felt bitter inside. He bet his daughter was enjoying this kind of extravagant food every day but all he got was the locally made one.

That ungrateful bitch! She was living in luxury while he lived like a church rat. He was the one who made what he was today. She was his seed and yet this was how he treated him, giving all the best to her mother instead.

"How's your family?"

"Huh?" Baz was startled

"I heard you're divorced. How's your new family?" Eden asked, slicing his meat gracefully. 

"About that. I'm divorced from her my second wife as well," Baz revealed with a hint of anger. 

"Oh," Was all Eden said. 

"Son, you should never trust women, they are only a bunch of cheating scoundrels," Baz told him like it was the biggest advice of the century. 

"Really?" Eden was amused, "Didn't it say Camille's mother divorced you because you cheated on her?" 

Baz's smile dropped. He scratched his head awkwardly, "Well, son, you should know that we are men...." he leaned closer and whispered, "We, men, never taste one woman for a lifetime. We should experiment, different flavors because it's in our nature," He grinned and sat back. 

"I concur," Eden said and it warmed his heart. Of course, his son-in-law gets him - he liked the man. 

"But then," Eden suddenly added with a passive expression, "I believe that real men keep up to their wedding vows made at the altar," 

Baz's expression changed, that was not the statement he expected from him, "Well, you're correct," he laughed awkwardly, "We should try to be faithful," 

Silence reigned between them, the both of them eating their meal in peace with Baz stealing glances at his son-in-law from time to time. By chance, had he ruined the new relationship with Eden? 

"A-hem," He cleared his throat, "Has my daughter been giving you any problem?" 

"Problem like… ?" Eden asked him. 

"Just any problem," he merely shrugged, "If she's giving you any difficulty, you know, I'm her father, I can sanction her," Baz said proudly. 

"Really?" Eden chuckled, "Her father, right?" he took a sip of his wine, his eyes full of amusement. 

Baz frowned, why did that statement seem sarcastic? He couldn't help but feel his son-in-law's attitude took a disfavourable turn. 

None of them said a word after that moment till they finished their meal and Eden didn't even pay the bill. He didn't have to; the hotel let them go. Well, he owned it anyway. 

If Baz thought Eden's attitude towards him changed, it reached a frosty level when they entered the car. Unlike earlier, Eden didn't start a conversation with him this time and the little discussion he tried to raise, he dismissed them. 

As the car drive on, it dawned on Baz that he hadn't given Eden his residential address, so where was he taking him? 

"Urm, son, I think I have to stop here. Can I get -" 

"Sit." 

It was only one command but it resonated deep in his soul. He couldn't make a move, paralyzed. 

"Eh?" 

"Sit back down," 

"What?" Baz's expression changed, "What do you mean I should sit back down?!" He raised his voice upon realizing himself. He's just a young man and he -Baz- was his father-in-law, why should he be scared of him! 

However, everything happened too quickly. All he knew was that Eden suddenly pointed a gun at him and his soul flew out of his body. 

His body trembled and his heart pounded deep in his chest. What the hell was going on? Why was Eden pointing a gun at him? He was his father-in-law, right? 

"I don't want to stain my leather with your pathetic blood, so sit down without a sound. We'd arrive soon," Eden said with no trace of human emotion. 

Arrive soon? Where? Ice cold dread seized Baz. What had he gotten himself into? No, what did Camille his daughter marry? A monster? God, he didn't want to die yet. 

Not long after, they arrived at an abandoned factory at the outskirt of the city. As soon as the door was opened, Baz attempted to escape but Eden's men beat him down instantly. 

"Why are you doing this to me? Is it because of the money? You can have it all, I don't need it anymore," Baz surmised he must have figured out he took money from Camille. 

But Eden didn't say a word, instead, he plucked a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket and placed it at the corner of his mouth just as one of his men lit it. He took a long puff before resting his dark intense gaze on him saying, 

"I heard you love to beat women. Let's test out that theory, shall we?"