The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(233)

Warm. Comfortable. Cosy. It was Anton’s bear coat that curtained her back, preventing her from catching a cold. All of a sudden, she stopped crying.

On the brink of going far from her room, he heard her voice.

“Wait,” She said.

“Yes?”

“Why? Why did you buy me? Don’t you know my mother is in debt, and she’s going to jail? Maybe she is already.” Her voice croaked.

“I know.”

His words hit her ears. It was painful. How did he know?

“Before I took you here to Russia, I made sure I cleared everything up. Don’t you worry, your mom is fine. She’s no longer in debts. It’s been paid. You can relax now.”

Russia. Am I in freaking Russia? That was her initial worry. She was miles away from home. But when she heard her mother was fine and no longer in debt, she began to calm down and breathe smoothly.

She stood up. As her legs stretched out, she made up her mind. It was now time to change. She needed to put her old self away. That girl who was so na?ve of her surroundings was dead. She was now a new creature. Bulletproof – nothing to lose. She thought she’d already lost her virginity, so what else could be taken away from her? Her life? She was no longer afraid to die, especially now that she knew her mother was in the good situation.

“What do you want from me? How could I repay you?” Tasia turned to face him. Hands against her waist as if she was a black wonder woman. Still naked. But fierce.

“Aren’t you gonna cover your body? Use the duvet, perhaps?” Anton asked.

“You’ve already taken my virginity. So, what’s the point?”

“Oh…. No, you’re wrong. I-I didn’t…..”

Tasia cut in. “Do you have woman’s clothes in your wardrobe? I’m sure you do. You’re a billionaire, right. You could do everything.”

All of a sudden, Anton felt afraid of what he’d made her become. Who is she?





Chapter Five

Hours became days. Days became weeks. Weeks became months. And since then, Anton had never seen the sweet Tasia he once adored. She was a fast learner. Within weeks of watching, she’d mastered everything about the mafia. She became their new rookie. An asset in case their operation failed.

“Tasia, go and get Anton. Tell him we’re having a meeting within thirty minutes.” Java commanded her.

Java was the big boss of Sekret rynka. He was the founder and the most flagrant leader. He would spare no one if found guilty of breaching the rules and regulations. He’d done it before, and he would do it again.

Knock. Knock. Knock. Tasia slammed her fist against Anton’s door.

No one answered.

What is he doing? She thought, intrigued by what he was up to. “Hey, dirty monkey. Come out.”

The longer Tasia stayed with them, the more she became like them. She was beginning to lose her manners.

Ten minutes of seeking Anton worried her. Although she hated him beyond measure, an inevitable attraction was prominent. Over the past few months, he’d proven himself to be a gentleman. Losing him still scared her. Indeed, she hated him but cared for him at the same time. She was confused. She was in a crazy world of criminals.

“This is not a good joke, Anton. I command you to come out in this instance!” Tasia said with authority in her voice.

Realizing the situation was getting serious. She ran out to tell Java. But a mournful voice grabbed her attention. She listened carefully to where it was coming from.

Is he underneath the bed? But why? She asked herself in great wonder of what he was doing in there.

“Tasia?” Anton said weakly.

Pink roses sprung up on her cheeks as she blushed. She couldn’t help herself but to wrap her arms around him and keep him warm. He hugged her back, feeling the tenderness of her body. How he’d wished to do this before.

“Are you alright?” She asked softly as if she was talking to a child.

He nodded, assuring her he was fine.

“Just wait ok. I’m just gonna tell Java that you’re sick. I know he’d understand.”

But Anton refused to let go of her.

“Anton, I’m coming back. I promise.”

Before leaving, she put him first in bed, assuring he was comfortable and well wrapped to trap the hit in his body. Then she went to see Java in the meeting room.

“I’m going to stand proxy for Anton. He’s sick.”

“What? Tell him to stop being a * and get his ass over here.” Java yelled.

Everyone was tamed. Except, of course, Tasia.

“No! He’s sick and under the rules and regulations of Sekret rynka, I commit myself as Anton’s proxy.”

Everyone laughed. But at the same time, they found her really bold to speak up against the big boss.

“Just this time, Tasia. You’ve used your luck already. You only get one chance.” Java eyed her creepily, patronizing every nerve of her body.

But she was not afraid. Not at all.

“The reason I’ve gathered every leader in this meeting is because…. a member in this table breached a decree. He knows who he is, and he better prepare himself.”

A man beside Tasia was sweating heavily. Every drop was counted. One by one.

“Everyone knows that a leader must be committed. And that commitment means putting your life in service. That commitment means giving up ever marrying and having a family.” Java paused and glanced around the table. “But one brave and rather an audacious man tried to raise his foot against us. We all know what the outcome is, right Albert?”