Billionaire Flawed 2(107)
Although he knew she was getting extremely annoyed now, he still kept asking to find out what was bugging her.
“Why’s your stomach getting bigger and bigger every week? Is it true you’ve been eating chocolates?”
Her silence responded to his question. Why did he need to ask?
“Hey, answer me. I feel like I don’t exist in your life anymore.”
She finally broke her silence. “Do you really want to know?”
The way she said it struck him. He knew something was not right.
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“I-I don’t know if I can –“ She turned away as she embraced herself, trying to comfort her own sadness.
“Trust me. I’ll never judge you.”
“Anton. I-I….. I’m pregnant.”
Chapter Eight
Java had known it before Anton did.
He and his henchmen were out to hunt them down.
They would track every corner of the globe just to kill them.
Anton knew it.
For that reason, he decided to fly her back to America. But not to Chicago, but Pennsylvania where no one knew who she was.
“Time is running out! It’s almost daylight. Sooner or later he’ll be here to shoot us all down. Hurry up!” The pilot shouted in anxiousness.
Anton managed to convince his pilot friend to return her to where she came from. It was a costly move. Millions were spent just to keep her and their baby safe. He must have used a quarter of his fortune to ensure his family was taken care of.
Rain of tears kept on pouring down her face as he wiped her cheeks in shared agony with her.
“Why? Why does it need to end like this? Anton…. Please, please… come with me.”
As she let her words fall, his heart was being torn in half. No one foresaw this coming. Neither him nor her. As in no one. Everything could happen in a blink of an eye.
“I-I can’t….” He sobbed.
“But why? We can live far away from here. In Alaska? Or even…..” She paused thinking of a place they could hide.
“Antarctica? What? Say something!” She cried out.
“No matter how hard we try you know he’ll track us down. You don’t know him, Tasia. He’s a nefarious man.”
“I don’t care. If you’re gonna stay here, I’m gonna stay too. We’ll die together.”
“Are you insane? What about the child in your womb? Our child. Don’t you care about it? Your mom? Please, don’t make it hard for yourself and me. Go now. I beg you!”
As soon as he dropped the last word, a tumultuous sound of roaring cars dominated the quiet atmosphere in the private airport’s runway where the airplane was waiting. Her tears dried up as her heart quickened beating. She was alarmed.
What would she do now?
“Go now….” He pushed her toward his friend.
She screamed and screamed. The veins in her neck almost ripped out of her skin.
His pilot friend seized her as he pulled her into the airplane.
“Let go of me! Anton….” She squealed.
The plug door slammed. She could not see him anymore.
Whirling in a circle, the propeller whistled loudly as it was about to take off. Gun shots fired in the mid-air, aiming at the airplane for it to stop. Bullets made out of bronze were no match against the steeled surface of the flying fish, specifically designed for heavy duty.
“You betrayed us! How dare you –“ Java’s fist crashed against Anton’s jaw.
He blocked out.
****
Damped. Cold. Filthy.
Anton’s hands were tied on a thick plumbing steel pipe under the warehouse. Mice were licking his wounds as they squeaked and squealed in delight. He was still unconscious.
“What are we gonna with this mongrel? He’s a traitor. He deserves to be killed. He breached the rules and regulations of Sekret rynka.” One of the brothers said.
“Just wait. We need to find out where she’s gone first.” Java spoke.
Cold and dirty water from the drainage splattered all over Anton’s face, forcing him to wake up.
“Hey, traitor. Wake up!”
“Ha?” Anton weakly replied.
“Where is she?” Java yelled.
A sudden worry crept into Anton. Tasia?
“Hey, I’m talking to you. Answer me!”
A horse’s riding crop whipped against his face, head, neck, chest – anywhere it hit. It was painful like his father’s beating when he was just a kid. His most feared nightmare came to life. He hated pain. He’d had his fair of it since he was a boy. But, would he give in?
“I-I don’t know,” He replied weakly.
“Liar!” Another whip struck his face.
Flesh split in half, his wound kept oozing blood. He was determined to keep his family safe. Although he never wished to leave his unborn child fatherless, he could not afford to lose them either. One way or the other, someone had to make a sacrifice.