The Billionaire’s Song - Chapter 33 The Henchmen

Kyle and I surfaced out of the house a week later as we went skiing.We got into our gear and made our way to a private ski resort.

Richard and Kyle’s personal guard David Jones, were always close by.Kyle did his best to distract me from any impending danger and he almost succeeded.

I was silently struggling with panic attacks and I masked them as nightmares when I got them during the night.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell Kyle because I didn’t want to worry him or to spoil our honeymoon.

I was in constant fear but I managed to always to keep it under control and put on a brave face for Kyle.

I was scared and anticipated the worst.I had nightmares about JP finding me and torturing mein the worst way possible.

My mind wouldn’t find peace until he was caught and locked up for good. So far the police couldn’t trace him. He just disappeared mysteriously.

Which made me live in terror. I know Kyle would do his best to protect me and we were closely guarded but JP always found a way to get to me. What would stop him this time?

We spent about an hour skiing on the mountain and my worst fears were fueled when we found a dead body just down the slope. His blood had seeped into the snowand it was now a deep red.He had broken his neck somehow and Richard pushed us back as he went to take a closer look. Richard crouched over the body and noticed a silencer had fallen out of the coat.Richard also found a photo of Kyle and I in his pocket.

“Let’s sit in the car-I don’t want you to see this,” Kyle pulled me way.

Richard quickly pulled out his phone and called the police. They arrived swiftly and asked us a whole lot of questions. We were asked to accompany them to the station and they took our statements separately.After what seemed like an eternity they allowed us to leave.

When we were about to turn into the driveway that led to the gate, we noticed someone dangling upside down, over our wall. The persons leg was caught on the electric fence and they had been toasted thoroughly. It seemed like they were trying to break in and were probably electrocuted by the electric fence.

Richard stopped the car abruptly and told us to remain in the car with David while he checked out the situation.

He removed his pistol and walked cautiously over to the suspended suspect.He felt for a pulse and it was obvious the guy went to meet his maker a while ago.

He was hanging upside down and his clothes bunched over his chest so we couldn’t make out who he was. I slid down the window and tried to take a look at him as Richard lifted up the jacket.

My blood went cold.

I recognized the guy. He was one of JP’s henchmen. He did most of his running around.

“I’v see him before..he’s JP’s runner,” I murmured.

“Are you sure babe?” Kyle grabbed my hand and squeezed it gently.

“Yeah..I’m sure..he would deliver gifts and stuff from JP. ” I was freaking out but trying my best not to show it.

“David please drive us inside. I don’t want my wife looking at another blood bath.” Kyle said.

“Babe-we can leave if you want..we can leave right away.” Kyle gave me a questioning look.

“No..no more running. I have to face my fears head on. I can’t let him continue to intimidate us.” I pursed my lips.

“I don’t think we should stay babe. I need to take you away from here. We’re not safe if he’s already sent two assassins after us.” Kyle said with concern.

“Okay you’re right I guess-but I don’t think he will come after he’s lost two of his men. He knows we are on to him” I sighed.

“We can go to Milan earlier than we had planned? The fashion show isn’t until next week so maybe we can continue our vacation in Rome or Venice?” He suggested.

“Sounds good.” I smiled as we jumped out of the car and walked into the house.

“You’re hungry? We might as well make use the chef since his here anyway?” Kyle asked.

“Yeah..he can make whatever you want,” I replied.

Kyle and I had volunteered to model for a fashion show where all the proceeds would go towards the End World Hunger Campaign. It was going to be a star studded event and a lot of celebrities had volunteered their time.

All the models taking part were famous celebrities in their own right. But there was a catch..they would be modelling strictly underwear and lingerie by top designers such Victoria’s Secrets, Calvin Klein, wonder bra, etc.

My mouth watered as I imagined Kyle walking down the ramp in nothing but his boxers..that was going to be a sight for sore eyes.

“What are you thinking babe?” Kyle said as we walked through to our bedroom and dropped onto the bed.

“About how sexy you’re going to look in your underwear,” I smiled seductively.

“Ooh I can give you a preview of coming attractions,” he started to quickly discard his clothes.

“Slow down cowboy..I want a strip show-a private show,” I pouted as I sat up and feasted my eyes on my sexy husband.

I looked for the iPod remote and put onUnforgettable by French Montana to get us into the mood.Kyle laughed at my song choice but he started to strip as he moved his body to the beat. I watched transfixed. We couldn’t tear our eyes away from each other.

“You’ve got too many clothes on babe..do you need help with that?” Kyle knelt over me and started to undress me.

“You’re so beautiful,” he blew hot air against my skin as he sucked and teased my body with his mouth.”Can I come inside?”

“Permission granted” I whispered into his ear and opened up to receive him.