Married to the heartless Billionaire

Chapter 110. WHEN WILL IT END?

ADRIAN CASTILLO

If someone told me that I would find myself in this situation three weeks ago, I would have denied. And if someone had told me that my wife would be kidnapped on her birthday then I would have protected her and made sure that she was safe and sound and by all time by her side.

Three weeks since I last saw Sophia. Three weeks since last spoke to one another. Three weeks since k last saw her beautiful face. Three weeks since I wrapped my arm around her and three weeks of pain and anger.

Whenever I thought we were almost close and I was going to get her, it doesn't happen. It hurts me so much that no matter how hard I try I just cannot sit down and not cry.

It was the same story from every source. Was she dead? Why was she kidnapped? Everything was unclear and no matter how hard i thought about it, nothing at all.

"Hey."

I darted my eyes to see who it was. It was Jessica. She has been coming to check on me everyday and I was grateful for that. My grandfather has also been doing his best.

It hurts so much that I haven't slept properly for three weeks. I just needed to know if Sophia was safe and alive or if she's not.

"How are you feeling?" She asked me, coming to stand in front of me.

"I am doing well," I replied.

"Are you sure? You do not look like one. Have you eaten?" She asked and I shook my head.

"How can I eat when my wife has been kidnapped? How can I eat when I haven't seen my wife for three weeks? Just be?" I asked.

I could barely eat three spoon and not be tired. I didn't have the appetite to eat and no matter how hard I tried to, I just couldn't.

Everyone keepers telling me she is fine but at this point, I'm forced to believe that they are saying this more for their sake. It's as if they are trying to convince themselves more then they are trying to convince me.

"You starving yourself won't bring her back Adrian. You not wanting to move won't bring her back and I hope you know this? The company needs you and not just that, if you keep acting this way, I doubt you will be able to find her because this shape that you are in won't help you at all."

I understood what she was trying to say but for how long will I continue to endure? For how long will I continue to tolerate? For how long will I tell myself that it is fine when it is not? For how long?

The woman that made me smile without doing anything is missing and worse she's pregnant. There is no news about her and it's still a mystery.

"I don't think I can. All of this you are telling me won't bring her back," I replied, almost in a whisper.

"Are you listening to yourself?" She snapped.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"You are just being stupid Adrian. This won't help you. I know I have been trying to encourage you because I..." she trailed off and I noticed the tears that formed in her eyes, threatening to come out soon.

She backed me.

"What is wrong Jessie?" I asked her, sounding concerned.

She turned around to look at me. "I also think the same too. I also think the same Adrian but I am trying my best to be optimistic and you are not helping the matter as you are just making me tired of wanting to convince you." She expatiate.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"It's easy. You keep saying..." tears streamed down her cheek and I felt bad.

Sophia and her never got along but she has been very optimistic about everything and is trying to help me out but sometimes I do not know why I felt something was off too at the same time.

"I know okay. I feel the same. Sophia might be dead. Maybe that's why the kidnappers never contacted you but the keyword is might and that's why you should be strong for everyone!" She cried out loud.

"Just how do I act strong when the only woman giving me strength is missing?" I chided.

"And that's why I said you are just being stupid. Sophia might be alive and she might not be and so I'd advise that until you see her body, you stop acting this foolish! You need to stop being foolish and you also have to be strong."

"I am tired of doing all of this because every time i encourage you, you end up being pessimistic and I feel bad on behalf of Sophia. I feel bad because if i was in her shoes and my husband thought this way so soon when it's not up to a month, I'd be furious.@ she spat.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked her.

What was I do to? I have been running around trying to get clues and so has everyone that is related to Sophia and when we thought we are getting close, the clues ends somewhere and that somewhere leads to nowhere and it's insane.

I do not want to imagine that she is dead and I say it does not mean that I mean it. Because I said it does not mean that it's from my heart because heaven knows if I see Sophia's dead body right now, I could kill my self and join her because after so many years of loneliness, I let someone into my life and found happiness once again.

She moved closer to me. "Why don't I help you forget your pain for at least, one night," she whispered and I stared at her frantically.

What does she mean by that? "What do you..." before I couldn't complete my statement, she paced her lips on mine taking me by surprise.

I pulled her back. "What... what are you doing?" I asked her.

"Let me help you forget your pain Adrian. I do not like to see you this way," she replied.

"I get that you want to help but this... this isn't the right way. I'm sorry but I do not need help from you like this," I told her firmly.

"Goodness! What was I thinking." She baked me again.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I was just trying to help you but it was so foolish of me. Why don't you eat the food i brought. I'm just going to be on my way," she said before walking away.

It felt odd and something just didn't seem right to me. Why would she try to kiss me and think that it would help me ease my pain?

⭐️ SOPHIA CASTILLO ⭐️

"The one pretty woman that I would love to ravish." Carlos the pig came into the room that they had just moved me to.

I felt so disgusted by his presence. Not only has he been touching me inappropriately but he has also been threatening to sleep with me too.

All I wanted was to leave this place. It was creepy and it's making me lose my sanity. Has Adrian forgotten about me? Has he given up on finding me? I thought it to myself.

Each time Jessica came, she would tell me no one was searching for me anymore, and sook she'd come with a clip of her and Adrian making love and I'd feel the pit of my stomach churn.

All I wanted to do was pull out her hair. I despised her. I never liked her at first but now I despised her. She was so obsessed with him. Now that I thought about everything, it just made so much sense.

From how she belittled me to how she acts around him and then the time she invited those friends of theirs when they were younger.

She wanted Adrian but he never gave her the attention that she wanted. She thought she would easily get him but since she couldn't, she wanted to get rid of me and act like a very good person to him and have him consider her.

If Adrian makes that mistake and accepts her even if I die, I won't ever forgive him and I'd curse him because she's nothing but a witch and a manipulative bitch!

"Why do you keep doing this to yourself? I could treat you better but you do not want that and why is that so?" Carlos the pig asked.

He stinks. Fuck! I hated him coming closer to me as he smells like a bad egg. Does he even take his bath? I haven't properly taken my bath but I smell better to him.

"Why don't you do me a favor and let go of me. Trust me, my husband would reward you handsomely," I told him and he let out a loud laugh that makes me want to punch him in the guy every time he does that.

"Your husband? I don't want money when I can have you. Have you seen yourself? Even when you look like this, you are a sight to behold." He tried touching my hair and I shook my head, not wanting him to because he disgust me.

"Oh stop forcing it my love," he said and I felt the urge to gag on him.

His love? I have never thought that word could sound this annoying but oh well, thanks to Carlos the pig, the word is not pleasing to the ear at all.

"I'm sure Jessica is paying you. Why don't you tell me how much she has paid you and I promise that I will at your twice the amount," I told him.

He clicked how to tongue. "I have told you that I do not need money from you because I do not intend to return you to your husband. It seems you aren't broken yet even with all the things I have done to you. You are one strong bitch and now all I want to do is spread your legs and fuck you," he smacked his lips.

I have never felt so disgusted. Everything about this man disgusted me so much and that's not it, his smile made him look so ugly.

He placed his husband on my shoulder and I knew what he wanted to do. "Your boobs..."

"Fuck you bastard! You are so disgusting!" I spat out.

He laughed. "The more you do this, the more turned on I am. How can someone fascinate me this much? I could let you go but..." he trailed off.

"But what?" I asked.

It would be nice if he lets me go because no one would suspect Jessica being the one who took me and the worse thing about it is, that she works with them as if she wants to save me meanwhile she's using it to inform her men so that they are careful and they do not do anything that would leave traces.

"But you will have to let me fuck you." He said and I rolled my eyes.

I wonder why I expected that he would say anything reasonable after all he was just a dense human being who only knew how to do more worse than good.

I despised him and all I wanted to do was strangle him.

"In your dreams. In your dreams." I said through my teeth so he knows that the day he tries to, I'd rather die than to let him have his way, and let's see if he can fuck a dead body.

"You can save yourself but you have decided not to and so there is nothing that I can do. Since you want to be a problem then I will just have to deal with you in my way and that's by hitting you and grabbing your boobs because I love to." He smirked before grabbing my boobs.

I spat on his face. He moved back.

"Bitch!" He said underneath his breath but I heard him. He wipes his face with a small towel.

He grabbed my hair and I winced in pain. "I was trying to be nice to you but you have decided that you will be a foolish girl and so I will tell you that I am stupid." He said before hitting me on my face.

It hurts. Every time his hands came in contact with my cheek which was yet to heal from his past abuse, it hurts. When will it all end?