Taming A Billionaire

The third point of view:

Niklaus stared down at his watch, it was almost thirty minutes since his daughter went into the room, and yet she hadn't come out. What the hell was going on? There was no scream no scuffle to indicate that something violent was happening in there. 

He didn't even dare to imagine what he would do if that bastard dared to touch his daughter, he would shoot a bullet through his brains.

"What do you say is happening there?" Niklaus asked the man beside him, staring at the tablet in his hand.

There were surveillance cameras installed in the room whence he could watch what was going on. When he checked, Niklaus saw Isabella sitting cross leg on the ground, watching the hitman who seems to be asleep. What the hell was his daughter doing?

Meanwhile...

Jean tried to ignore her, to sleep as he had been doing the past days, but he couldn't, not with that creepy kid staring at him that way. 

Isabella had struck a good impression on him the first time they met but he was not a fool to depend on the words of a child. She was probably one of those rich brats simply grateful he saved her life that day and now thought of him as a charity case. Unfortunately, he didn't need her pity. 

"You're stubborn, but that's not going to change my mind. You better leave,"

"So you want to die then?" Isabella asked Jean as if he hadn't made his intentions clear already.

"With all pleasure," He was relaxed.

"Without seeing your niece one last time?" Isabella said and this time, Jean's eyes popped open. His countenance changed.

"That's the only family you have left, right?"

"Leave" Jean growled at her.

"Why? So you can continue to rot in here? Don't you think this is a miracle that out of your mates, you were the only one who survived? That sounds like a second chance to me if I would say,"

"Get the hell out of here now with your damned request!" he raised his voice on her. 

"Fine, my pleasure," Isabella accepted his dismissal, standing up to her feet as she brushed off the dust on her pants. She was close to getting Jean, she knew it. The lifelessness in his eyes had completely vanished as soon as she mentioned his niece. But she has to push hard before retreating. 

So before she left, Isabella added, "Once you're dead, I'll be sure to send the message to her," then went away. 

Niklaus was the most delighted to have his daughter out of there. However, something happened. 

The instant Isabella was about to step out of the room, she was grabbed from behind. 

"Isabella!" Niklaus saw red when he saw that animal grab his daughter from behind, wrapping his chains cuffed to his hands around Isabella's neck as well. 

Before Sakuzi's men could even react, Niklaus had already grabbed the gun from the grip of one of the men closest to him and pointed it at Jean. 

"Let her go!" He demanded.

"Pull the trigger and she will die," Jean threatened him.

"You'd die as well," Isabella reminded Jean.

Jean gave her the look, what kind of human being was this? Even in the face of danger, she was not afraid. 

"I told you this was a bad idea," Niklaus said to his daughter this time, "He's like a rabid dog and should be put down," 

"Sure, put me down and your daughter is gone as well," 

Niklaus' face hardened, "What do you want?" All that mattered was his daughter. 

"I want to leave here," Jean said. 

"Don't be stupid," Isabella told him, "You won't make it out of here even if you have me as captive. Even as I speak, snipers are probably trying to get the best angle to -" 

"Shut up!" Jean tightened the chain and Isabella choked. 

"Isabella!" Niklaus was close to shooting at the bastard, but he couldn't, not without harming his daughter. If anything happens to Isabella, Reina would kill him first before the guilt sets in. 

"I know you're trying to go see your niece, Jean, but you have to do it the right way. Be my shadow guard?"

"Are you fucking real right now Isabella?!" Niklaus cursed when it dawned on him that this was Isabella's plan all along. She premeditated this would happen after intentionally inciting the hitman and now he - Niklaus - had to follow along with the script she drafted mentally. 

Who said having an intelligent daughter was a gift? Damn it, what kind of daughter was she?! He just hoped Isabella knew what she was doing.

Jean was stunned, what kind of kid was this? She was still speaking about him being her shadow guard while he held her hostage. Was she fucking serious or just had a loose screw in the head?

"Jean," Isabella spoke even though the chains were cutting off her breath, "Even if you somehow escape here, they are going to come after your niece, is that the kind of life you want for her?"

Conflicted emotions flickered across Jean's face yet he didn't loosen the chain one bit. His guard was still up. What if this was a trap? 

"You will be free and as well have the time and capability to protect your niece. I'm probably sure you have other enemies who would hurt her to get to you," Isabella played a dangerous game of trying out her luck. She had planned until this point, whatever happens next depends on Jean's decision. 

Jean's gaze swept around the numerous weapons pointed at him and asked her, "I can trust you, right? "

"Cross my dark heart," Isabella promised him. 

"Ask them to drop their weapons then you can consider me your shadow guard," He issued a command. 

Isabella turned to Niklaus, "Do it," 

"Isabella," He warned through clenched teeth. 

She rolled her eyes, "Do the damn thing," 

Jaw ticking, Niklaus commanded, "Drop your weapons," 

Although they were hesitant at first, Niklaus fired a warning to them through his glare and they complied at once. 

"Your turn now," He told Jean. 

Slowly yet cautious, Jean released Isabella. However, no sooner was she freed, the guards quickly moved in and pounced on Jean, pinning him to the ground. 

"You promised me! We had a deal," Isabella accused her father 

"Sorry, but I don't risk my daughter's life,"