The Billionaire's Kept Woman

Conrad tried to wake up in the middle of his morning dream when he felt someone tapping him. He opened his eyes and looked at Johanna over him. 

"It's lunch." She said, "The meeting ended at twelve-thirty, so…" 

"Hey, babe." He grinned. 

"Let's eat." She sounds monotonous as always. 

He sat up and scooped her face to kiss her but she covered his mouth and Keira was sitting on the swivel chair snickering. 

"By the way, Conrad. I propose something." Keira said, crossing her legs. 

"Like?" He asked. "Like kicking me out of your office since I kept on sleeping?" 

"Nah, not like that." Keira waved off. "I know that you are protecting Johanna." 

"Okay," Conrad scratched his head. 

"We will talk later but right now, I am starving." 

Conrad stretched his arms and stood. They went to Keira's office and Johanna took out the food that she ordered. 

"I was curious about this proposal," Conrad said as he sat down and helped Johanna set the food. "Well, does it include moving out from Jo?" 

"Nah, it doesn't include that." Keira waved off. 

"The food looked famishing and why are there so many foods?" Conrad asked. MJ who entered the room approached them as Keira waved. Then, they all looked at the closet that slid open. Harvey came with a big smile plastered on his lips. 

"Hello." 

MJ frowned as Harvey approached her first, wrapped his arms around her to corner her, and kept kissing her face. Everyone complained as Johanna reached the paper cup and threw it directly to Harvey's head and it bounced from the head to the floor. 

"Stop harassing her!" Johanna exclaimed. 

"Don't be bitter, sis." Harvey gestured to the seat for his beloved. "Here, love." 

MJ wiped her face and nudged him. 

Conrad was confused. Is there a hidden door in that area? But it's better if he didn't know. He didn't want to ruin anything so he brushed off his curiosity. 

"Itadakimasu!" Harvey said as he reached his chopsticks. 

Johanna stared at Harvey who started digging. Conrad said the same and there it goes again. It somehow made her head break. This is why she didn't watch any Japanese movies or Anime. She understands Japanese but somehow, it triggers her headache which is so weird. 

"Are you alright?" Keira asked who was always observant. 

"Yeah." She smiled as she reached her gyudon beef bowl and her chopsticks. 

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Violet didn't have any sleep, however, she was busy researching for the girl that would be named Hannah Grace with the blood type of AB. She didn't understand why Victor wanted to search for his sister. According to him, she was separated from him when she was six years old. 

After that, he heard that someone adopted his sister at the age of seven. And when he found out that the couple who adopted her was already dead, he was now eager to find her, to shelter her and protect her. Violet would do it for Victor. But how is she going to find them? Victor didn't mention the couple but somehow, Viper got across to some files.

"I found it!" Viper exclaimed. He extended the folder to him. "This is hard to dig, Violet. This is also the last copy and I swear, their existence has been deleted." 

Violet took the old folder and cringed at the old smell of papers. 

"That's the couple," he peeked at the photo of a couple, they looked like foreigners. "That's the seven years old Hannah Grace." 

"There's no file of any adoption paper," Violet said. 

"Yeah," He clicked his tongue. "I think they changed her name." 

"Then, why the hell would they do that?" Violet asked and she knew that there's something more on why they are hiding the girl. 

The first time that they met Victor, they thought that he had a sister complex that he always admired his little sister from the single photo that he had. He even had sketches of her young face and tried to imagine the mature face of the girl. They also tried lots of faces from the program that they made to determine Hannah Grace's face at the current time. 

"Maybe they are hiding something." Viper shrugged. "Didn't your lover tell you anything?" 

Violet remembered that he said something about their real parents as scientists and they discovered something. But then, he didn't mention it further and said that their parents set up insurance for them and he was sent away. The last thing he knows is that he never received any news from his sister while he was in boarding school but their parents are known to be dead. He was trying to make contact and he learned that she was adopted by a family while he was still in the same boarding school as Harvey. 

"He said that his parents are scientists," Violet mumbled. "It means that they might have injected the girl with some kind of chemical." 

"Well, how about the girl's personality?" 

"He just mentioned that she's the sweetest angel he knows. He didn't mention her IQ or about her behavior." Violet leaned on her swivel chair. "I think this girl is just around. Find more about Hannah Grace and where she lives during her adoption."

"Hmm, okay." He shrugged. 

"From there, we can trace where she was sent to," Violet said and reached her head. It's throbbing like crazy. 

"Aye!" Viper saluted and was about to leave. "Does the boss know about this?" 

"I am not doing this for him. I am doing this for Victor." 

"Oh, okay." Viper left her office and she put the files in the safe place as she dragged her body to her sleeping area. 

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Victor was lying on his bed in fetus position as he stared at the angelic face of a six years old girl holding a red umbrella. 

"Спасибо, Большой Брат. (spasibo, bolshoy bratt)" He could hear her angelic voice in his head. It means, 'Thank you, Big bro.' He remembered that he was teaching her some Russian language and other languages that she wanted to learn. 

"Victor!" The little girl called. "Are you leaving again?" Her adorable lips pouted perfectly. 

He remembered kneeling in front of her, scooping her face and giving her lots of kisses on her cheeks, forehead, and nose. 

"I will come back soon. What gift do you want this time?" 

"Teddy bear?" 

"You have lots of teddy bears." 

"Well, for now, I want something you'll see on your way to your school!" Her smile was brighter than any light and her eyes twinkled like a star in the dark. 

"Of course," He said and hugged her. 

"I love you, big bro." 

"I love you too, Hannah." He patted her head. "You have to play too and less on studying." 

"But, Papa will be angry." She pouted at him. 

Victor screamed as he held his head. The pain is killing him. He wanted it to end as he reached his gun and cocked it. He pointed it to his head; however, an angelic voice stopped him. 

"Victor, when you come home and bring me to the lake, alright? I'll be waiting for you!" 

Victor put down the gun and stared at the photo of the beautiful little girl. 

"Hanna," he mumbled. He threw the gun away as he lay back and hugged the pillow. "I will be with you." He said softly. "I promise, my little angel." 

He reached the pills that he received from that woman who gave him Hanna's photo. She mentioned taking it when he's having a headache and so, he took three pills and gulped on it. He lay down, and although he was sweating, he felt cold. 

"Hanna…" He whispered again and the day turned into a night. 

He slowly opened his eyes when he felt a presence inside the room. He reached for his gun but somehow it wasn't beside him. He remembered throwing it away. He scooped the woman's neck and gripped it. The woman gagged, but when he recognized her, he quickly withdrew his hand. 

"Do you remember me now?" 

"No," Victor said. "But this girl, I know her." He lifted the photo. 

"That's your sister. You ask us to find her." 

Victor watched the woman remove her jacket and place it on the empty bedside table. She bent down and scooped his face. 

"I am near to find her, Victor." 

"Why?" Victor asked. "Why are you searching for her?" His face turned grim. 

"Because you ask us to." She knelt on the bed and slowly straddled him. "You want us to." She murmured and kissed his lips. 

Victor stiffened as he recognized her scent. Flashes of memories together in an intimate position trigger. He was laughing with her as he squeezed her breasts and she was rocking herself. However, he hasn't made any move yet in his current situation. He held her waist. 

"What are you to me?" He asked softly as his phone was blinking which means that they need him back to the facility. But he was too drowned at her sweet light scent. 

"I am yours, Victor," Violet answered. She caressed his broad chests that have few scars or stitches. Then it led to his lower leg. "I won't let you die again." She kissed his lips and he stared at her, her eyes were closed and she was seeking an entrance. "Victor," She called. "They are controlling you now… you might hurt us again. That's why I have to keep your sister away from you. You might not want to live again if you hurt her." 

"Why would I hurt her?" He asked coldly. 

"Because," A tear escaped her eyes. "Because they wanted you to kill us." She smiled bitterly. "I don't want it to happen again." 

His fingers oddly reached her cheek to wipe those tears. Somehow, his heart seemed to respond to the pain that he's seeing from her. 

"I love you, always, Victor." Violet hugged him and started sobbing. "Please come back to your senses and marry me for real."