The Disguised Billionaire She Rejected novel Chapter 39

chapter 39

Jessica’s throat went dry as she saw a gun sitting on the table also…

“Sit down,” wilson said calmly, taking a slow sip from his drink. “And tell me what you came here for.”

Jessica didn’t sit. Her legs felt too weak to trust. “I want you to forgive Marcus. He didn’t know who you were. That’s the only reason he acted like that.”

Wilson scoffed, setting the glass down. “Then I shall show him exactly who I am. i will break his leg and turn him cripple”

The door suddenly opened and one of his men rushed in. “Boss, the men are on standby. We’re waiting for your orders.”

Wilson didn’t take his eyes off Jessica. “You hear that? I swear I will deal with him slowly. He dared to twist my hand.”

Jessica dropped to her knees without thinking. “Please, Wilson. Please forgive him. Don’t hurt him.”

Wilson frowned slightly. “I don’t understand. You two already broke up and you are still here begging for

him.”

Jessica’s voice trembled. “We… we will get back together soon.”

Wilson let out a short laugh. “You are here for him, thinking only about him, while that fool is probably walking around with Julia. You look pathetic.”

Jessica reached into her bag with shaking hands and pulled out a checkbook. She quickly wrote a number and held it up. “Five million dollars. Take this. In exchange for Marcus’s life. Don’t hurt him.”

Wilson’s eyes dropped to the check. His brow lifted slightly. “Wow. You’re really going all the way.”

“Just forgive him,” she pleaded.

He leaned back. “You think five million is enough for my anger? He injured me. Do you know what that

cost me?”

Jessica swallowed hard and wrote another check. “Another five million. That’s ten million. Please,

Wilson.”

He stared at the checks for a long moment, it really entice him. This was way more enough for any damages marcus caused. But then shook his head slowly. “To me, it still isn’t enough. No amount of

money can calm me right now.”

Jessica’s face went pale. “Then what do you want? Tell me. I’ll do anything.”

Wilson’s lips curved into a thin smile. “Anything, you say?”

She nodded quickly. “Yes. Just spare him. is it gold you want?”

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He tapped his fingers on the table, thinking, his eyes never leaving her face. The room felt suffocatingly quiet.

Finally, Wilson spoke in a low voice. “Not gold. what i want is you!”.

Jessica frowned deeply, her brows knitting together in disbelief. “Me?”

Wilson leaned forward, his eyes darkening with unmistakable hunger. “Yes, you. I want to fuck you, Jessica. You’re so sexy and pretty… I’ve had my eyes on you since the moment I saw you today. If you let me fuck you, I’ll forgive Marcus. Completely. No harm will come to him.”

Jessica’s face twisted in disgust at his crude words. She shot to her feet, her voice rising sharply.” What?! How can you be so horrible? I can never do that! I will never have sex with anybody aside from Marcus!”

Wilson threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound echoing off the walls. “First of all, you two are already broken up, and your precious Marcus is probably fucking Julia right now. You really need to wake up. Secondly, by the time I’m done with him, there won’t be any Marcus left to have sex with. Just do this for him… if you truly care about him.”

Jessica frowned, her mind racing as she thought about it. For a long moment, she stood there, torn. Then she shook her head firmly. “No. It’s disgusting. If you can’t accept the ten million dollars, fine. I’ll rather use it to buy security for him.”

She quickly picked up her bag and the checks, turned on her heel, and started walking toward the door.

Only for Wilson to snap his fingers. Two of his men immediately stepped forward, blocking her path and crossing their arms like human barriers.

Jessica’s heart slammed against her ribs. She froze.

Wilson’s voice turned cold and mocking. “You think I’ll just let you walk out of here like that? Haha. You walked into the lion’s den, sweetheart. Look… either you want it or not, I will fuck you. It’s either you let us enjoy it together, and I forgive Marcus… or I take it rough, and I’ll still kill Marcus right in front of you.”

Jessica stood there trembling, her lips quivering as they pressed together repeatedly. She didn’t know what to say or do. Her eyes darted around the room desperately, searching for any way out, but there was none. The windows were barred, the only exit guarded, and Wilson’s men watched her like hawks.

She gulped hard, her throat tight with fear. Slowly, she turned back to Wilson, her voice barely above a whisper. “As long as you promise to forgive Marcus…”

Wilson smiled, victorious. “Yes, of course. You have my word.”

Jessica closed her eyes tightly, a single tear slipping down her cheek as she sniffled. “Okay… I will have sex with you.”

Wilson’s smile widened, satisfaction clear on his face. “Now we’re talking!” He stood up and rubbed his hands together. “Uhm… where should we start from?”

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