The Billionaire's Sex Slave novel Chapter 18

“Are all your things ready?” Andrius approached me and hugged me from behind as I grabbed my neck with the still-visible imprint of his choking from the night before. He took my hand and touched the mark, then sniffed my neck.

“I’m sorry,” he said, leaning his head behind me as I messed up his hair, then chuckled gently. I don’t feel frightened about what he did because of how I feel about him. I can’t seem to find the anger anywhere in my heart. Even if I go into the depths of my heart right now, I won’t find it.

“It’s gone, then the mark completely disappears, don’t worry,” I said, and my back discomfort vanished as well. I wrapped the black scarf over my neck so that I wouldn’t be noticed. As I gripped his stomach again, I turned to face him. He raised his head and kissed me. Because of the heat on his lips and tongue, I quickly closed my eyes.

I also pushed him as his kiss on me became more intense. “We might get caught in the flight.” It’s been three days since what happened to his buddies, and there’s still mixed sadness, but I can’t call it rage. I’m angry because of what he did to me. I was also irritated because he didn’t tell me who he spoke with at the restaurant, even though I didn’t ask.

We’re leaving. Mary and Aunt Jes left again. I’m not sure where they went this time because I didn’t want to question Andrius.

I was apprehensive as soon as I got in the car because this was the first time he had taken me on a work trip.

I was unaware that we had arrived due to the intensity of my deep thought. But it wasn’t simply a regular flight like those who paid for it; given Andrius’s fortune, I didn’t suppose he had his jet. Private jet. I was astounded by its enormity in comparison to what I see on TV and in newspapers. Who isn’t nervous because this is my first time on a plane, and it’s a private flight? My hands were shaking at the prospect of what may happen, similar to what I saw on TV.

I looked at my hand as Andrius held it. Unexpectedly, my shivering stopped spontaneously. This is probably what they call weakness and strength. I sometimes draw strength from him but lately, he has become my weakness.

He pulled me up inside while others followed us. They were the men who took me when the demolition happened in our area. They were Andrius’ guards when I first met him. He made me sit in the part where I could see outside. At first, I was hesitant, but every time I think Andrius was with me, I got better. I could see only tall grasses as the strong wind blew them away. We were still on the ground, but the plane was slowly moving for a few seconds. I was uneasy, so Andrius held my hand resting on the chair.