MY HOT BOSS WANTS ME

Niguel footsteps echoed in the dark hallway as he made his way down the secret basement in his mansion, his insides still boiling with anger.

Seeing the faint bruises on Emily’s body made him realize how much pain she went through in the bastard’s hands, not only did he kidnapped her but he also had the guts to lay his dirty fingers on her?

He definitely signed for a death wish.

“Sir Niguel.”

One of his boys greeted, slightly bowing his head low and opened the basement door for him.

The room wasn’t a small one but rather a very large one which could contain four to five prisoners if possibly needed to. There was no windows in the room but only a door which was the entrance door. On a table, in the far end of the room were Niguel’s torturing tools carefully arranged on it.

The walls of the basement were painted grey and faintly dried blood stains could be seen on the grey walls.

Entering the dark room, Niguel hit the light switch which was the only source of light in the room and below the darkness was an already week man tied with strong chains to the cold walls of the basement.

Niguel looked down at the man’s body, carefully examining the flesh which was slowly covered with blood. His ragged breathing showed he wasn’t dead yet, but he would soon be. He smiled, clearly satisfied with the job his men did.

The weak man tried to speak but an attack of terrible cough denied him from uttering even a single word. It was obvious that even breathing caused him horrible pain making Niguel more satisfied.

Niguel felt no sting of pity for Jaiden watching him suffer miserably.

He’d Fu*king wished for death the day he laid his hands on Emily and he got just what he deserved.

Pulling a gun from the cupboard in the basement, Niguel pointed the gun at Jaiden whose eyes immediately widened in shock, he opened his mouth but words failed him and he ended up swallowing up his words.

“Do say hello to Lucifer for me.” Niguel muttered, pulling the trigger and a loud “bang!” was heard.

He dropped the gun where he’d taken it from and made his way towards the exit.

“Take care of the body.”

He ordered to his boys before leaving the basement.

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(At the hospital.)

“Niguel, I want to go home.” Emily blurted out, her protruding eyes staring at Niguel.

He had arrived at the hospital few minutes ago and met her sleeping soundly, Olivia had left an hour before he arrived.

“You’ve still not fully recovered Emily, you can’t leave the hospital just yet.”

He reprimanded and she scoffed. She wasn’t going to have any of that. Staying at the hospital was very boring and tiring for her.

“I’ll take medications at home, I want to go home Niguel.” She persisted, clutching onto his arm like a stubborn little wife and Niguel chuckled.

“Fine, fine, I’ll have the doctors arrange your leave.” He finally agreed and Emily widened her eyes in happiness.

“Yayyy.”

She squealed, clapping her hands together like a child while Niguel watched her in amusement.

This woman…

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Just like he said, Niguel arranged for Emily leave and since her injuries weren’t fatal, the doctors agreed to her request. They gave Niguel some drugs which could help with the injuries and after settling the bills, left the hospital with Emily.

“This is not the route to where I live, where are we going Niguel?”

Emily asked, seeing Niguel not taking the normal route to her home but instead took a new one.

“You’ll know when we get there soon Emily.”

Niguel assured, his full attention still on the busy road.

“And we’re here…” Niguel announced, driving into the gates of a large compound.

“Were are we Niguel?”

Emily asked, alighting from the car and she couldn’t help but to whisper a “wow” staring at the beautiful compound.

“Welcome to my home Emily.”

Niguel muttered and Emily mouth went agape as she stared at him.

Why did he take her to his home?

“Your home? Why are we in your home? Why didn’t you drop me off at my apartment before coming here?” She rushed her words.

“Firstly Emily, have you forgotten what I told you? Your role as my fiancee starts today and moving in is part of it. And besides what will Mom thinks if she finds out we ain’t leaving together?”

He asked.

“Fine, but… But what of my things? My work files? My clothes? I didn’t have time to pack my things.” Emily worriedly muttered and Niguel laughed.

“You’ll have plenty of time to do that tomorrow Emily, as for now can you just stop arguing with me and come in already?” He asked, opening the door for her.

“Fine, fine, coming in already.” She sighed defeatly and walked through the already opened door.

“Mom?”

Niguel called, surprised to see his mom sitting comfortably on one of the couches in the living room.

“Finally, you guys are back, I was getting bored already.” Mrs Eagan muttered and Niguel chuckled.

“You didn’t tell me you’ll be staying for the night Mom.” He reminded.

“I didn’t plan for it either, the meeting in the company ended late and you know I don’t drive at night.”

She replied, making her way towards Emily.

“Good evening Mom.”

Emily greeted and hearing her say mom gladdened the heart of Mrs Eagan.

“Good evening child, how’re you feeling now?”she asked.

“I’m feeling better now, thanks to your delicious porridge.” Emily replied.

Mrs Eagan chuckled “it was no big deal and I’m glad you enjoy it.”

“Come have dinner, I cooked pasta.” Mrs Eagan announced, taking hold of Emily’s hand and dragged her to the dinning table to have dinner.

Niguel stood there watching the two women with a smile on his lips, they were getting along so well.

“Mom, you made dinner?”

He asked, walking towards the dinning room as his mother hadn’t bother inviting him to the dinning.

“Hmmmm.” Mrs Eagan hummed in response.

Niguel took his seat which was beside Emily while his mother sat opposite them as she dished the food into their plates.

“Go on, try it dear.” Mrs Eagan prompted and Emily nodded her head.

“It’s delicious”

She muttered and the smile on Mrs Eagan lips widened.

The trio ate in silence for some minutes before Mrs Eagan asked a question,

“So tell me Emily, when should I be expecting my grandchild?” And Emily choked.