Chapter 18
Nathan
I threw my phone against the wall, smashing it to pieces. That manipulative cunt. Everything I had planned may be at risk because of her. The whore purposely went off her birth control, lying to me for weeks to get herself pregnant. If Isabella found out I’d been fucking her cousin, it would be the end of everything. I’d be left with nothing. I’d told Valentina I would never leave my wife for her.
She knew the only thing that mattered to me was pleasure, and I was emotionally committed to no one. If she believed having my child would change anything, she’d be mistaken to say the least. She was just as delusional as my wife was. The very thought of being with her made me want to vomit. This whore had her mind set on having this child, according to the text she’d just sent me, and would no doubt tell Isabella the moment she got back.
Valentina . . . that beautiful body, sweet smell and luscious wet gash reeled me in with the promise of endless pleasure, only to outmaneuver me by getting pregnant. The pain room was the only option I saw for getting rid of that thing growing in her belly. The double life I led was getting tiring, and I needed an escape. My wife’s fortune was the only key, and I’d be damned if I let that bitch compromised it all. The pain room it was.
The only question now was how. How was I to lure her in? What reason could I give her to lower her guard and come with me into my little room of horror? I must think of something because if I did not, all I had planned would lay in shambles.
Perhaps I would use the allure of love and commitment. Women, in general, were incredibly naïve when it came to love. They would believe just about anything you told them as long as you had their heart in the palm of your hand. I knew how much Valentina cared for me, and I would use it to my advantage. There was no way in hell I was going to allow this whore to carry my offspring.
The pain room would have its next victim. I hadn’t needed to use this room for months, but now was as good a time as any. Having it built wasn’t easy. Each time Isabella went out of town, using her money, I had workers slave tirelessly around the clock until its completion. Underneath this beautiful little villa of ours lay the room where I took my most precious submissives to engage in the most hardcore of BDSM.
Keeping my wife from finding my little room of torture had been no easy feat. The door leading to my pleasure chamber was hidden underneath wooden boards in our basement. She’d never find it as long as I used it when she was gone. And use it I did. The last people I’d brought there were Oliver and his wife, which was why he now served me so unquestioningly.
Valentina would endure the pain, which I hoped would lead to a miscarriage. If the pain room were unsuccessful, I would have no choice but to slip an abortion pill into one of her drinks. I’d never had to take a life before, but I had no choice.
On the other hand, instead of forcing her to lose the baby, I could probably buy her off until Isabella’s empire was liquidated. Choices, choices, choices. What was I to do? I guess I would choose the least harsh scenario in my repertoire. If she refused to submit, then the pain room it was; if the pain room didn’t do it, then the pill was it.
“Open the door,” a feminine voice called out. Why would someone be out there banging on my door at this time of night? I wasn’t expecting anyone. Please, don’t let it be Isabella. “Are you going to let me in?” she asked. I looked out the window. It was Valentina. Just the person I wanted to see. “Nathan, are you there? We need to talk,” she said. Yes indeed, we needed to talk. I opened the door to a nervous and tearful Valentina. Why the tears? She knew what she was doing when she went off her birth control. These crocodile tears would garner no sympathy from me.
“Did you get my message?” she asked, trying to hold back a smile under her fake sad face.
“Yes, I got your damn message. What the hell were you thinking? You know I’m married to your cousin, and if she finds out about us, I will lose everything, do you hear me—everything!” She wiped her tears away and started laughing.
“Listen, Nathan, I know all about your plans. And I want in. I’m not about to let you leave me here with nothing. You have to take me with you. Wherever you go or whatever you do, I want to be there when it happens.” She sat on the couch and crossed her legs seductively as if that would have any effect on me anymore. I couldn’t believe this fucking cunt. So, she wanted in. At this point, the pain room was calling her name.
“With this child, our bond will be solidified, and we can spend the rest of our lives together.” A conniving smirk formed on her face as she rubbed her belly. “Just do what you do, and we will be waiting for you.”
“Valentina, do you have any idea the shit-storm you have brought down on me? If Isabella finds out you’re pregnant, my plan will be as useless as my bank account.”
“I promise not to tell her anything. The child is insurance. I just want to be with you after you’ve made your fortune.” The manipulative grin on her face was pissing me off. It took every ounce of willpower I had to keep from strangling her to death right there. This whore knew nothing of me. Once I stole what I needed from my wife, I would disappear so fast that no one, not even this useless little cunt, could find me.
“Have it your way, Valentina. I’ll bring you in. However, we have to keep this between us. No one can find out, not your mother, your friends, your sister Maya, or anyone. Do we understand each other?” I gritted my teeth and balled my fists. For a brief second, I contemplated just killing her to be done with it.
“Yes. I understand.” She shot me a cunning smile.
“Excellent. Now get the hell out of here. Isabella could be home any day now.” She stood up and flicked my nose with her index finger before she walked toward the front door. That simple touch enraged me to no end.
“Yes, Sir,” she mocked.
She closed the front door, and I rushed to lock it. The sadist in me needed release. I needed to inflict pain on someone, anyone. I had to call one of my subs to relief this rage. The pain room was going to be used tonight after all.