Spoiling The Billionaire’s Good Son

Renee’s POV

“Suck our c0cks and we promise not to say a fucking word about you” The second man stared at me lustfully and began unbuckling his belt.

As much as I didn’t want Galante to find out I was staying around here, I couldn’t bring myself to suck their d’cks. I felt disgusted by merely thinking about it and threw up in a corner.

When I got here, I vowed never to go back to that again. If I did, It was out of a free will and not for the bloody money. I had also promised Nick that I’ll never do that again. If he found out about this, he’d cut off their d’cks and feed them with it.

Wiping my mouth, I turned to glare at them. The first guy had already gotten his pants down but the first guy was still glaring daggers at me. I’m sure he hasn’t recovered from the hard kick earlier.

“Come on… Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your job. You used to be so fucking good at it” The second guy smirked and came forward. He was starting to get on my nerves.

“Or do you want it the hard way huh?” He asked, standing in front of me. “The boss is a few blocks away. I heard you two had an unfinished business”

No.

I thought I ran away from all of this. I thought I escaped everything? Why was it coming back at me? If Galante found out I was here, he’d find me and that would drag Mrs. Grace and her family into the mess.

If I presented myself before him, he’d hold me hostage and would never let me go no matter what. If I tried to escape, he’d go after the people I care about and I didn’t want that. But if I sucked the men’s d’cks, how do I know they’ll keep their fucking mouth shut?

I have to find a way and escape this.

“Why don’t you sick it yourself?”

The second man furrowed his brows and before he could say a word, I landed a punch on his left eye. He yelled and I pushed him off, attempting to run away but the first man grabbed me by the hair and pushed me to the wall.

“You sick fuck!” He spat in annoyance and came over to kick me. “You still have the guts to fight back”

He pinned me to the wall with his left hand and raised his other hand to punch me. I quickly dodged and his knuckles ended up smashing into the wall. He groaned and made to hold me once again but I slapped his hand off and sent my knee between his legs once more.

“Fucking fuck!!!” He yelled, bending with both hands on his crotch. “Fuck!!!”

The second man charged forward and pushed me to the ground where I hit the back of my head and my elbow. I screamed in pain and tried to stand up. Fuck, it hurts.

“You, let her go, right now!” Someone ordered from the other end of the alley just as I was kicked in the stomach.

I wheezed in pain and tried to stand up but couldn’t. Thankfully, they didn’t come after me again because the strange guy was fighting them off. He had a leather jacket on and I couldn’t see his face clearly because of the cap he was wearing.

“Hey, are you alright?” I groaned in response and sat up. “Did they touch you? Tell me so I can make them bleed little by little”

“I’m fine. Don’t worry about me”

He stretched out his hand and I took it without looking up at him. Slow but painfully, I managed to my feet and winced when I felt the excruciating pains by the side of my stomach.

“Fuck!” I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut. When I opened them, the tattoos on his arm caught my attention. Wait, it looked familiar. I think I’ve seen it somewhere.

“What were you doing out here? You shouldn’t come here, it’s dangerous” Wait, his voice too. Aside from being calm, I know I’ve heard it before.

I looked up immediately and stared at him in shock. Of course, I know him. He’s the new kid who was transferred to the school along with his sister. He’s the guy who has chosen to make the school a living hell for Shane and his friends since he got back. He’s Kyle Lindton.

“You should leave.” Was all he said as he looked down at me. “And never step foot here again”

*

I didn’t let anyone know about what happened at the bar. I think it’s safe if they knew nothing. After taking a shower, I took some meds to ease the pain in my body.

Dad called and told me he was okay and work was going smoothly. I felt so happy for him because he now had something prominent to do, instead of drinking, getting drunk, and sulking about his lost love.

I told him to stay safe and avoid staying out late at night. When the call ended, I called Nick and told him everything that went down at the bar. He was furious and couldn’t stop swearing that he’d kill those men if he got to know them.

He asked for a description but I waved him off by saying I didn’t know any of them. I didn’t want him killing anyone and getting into any kind of trouble with the mafia.

I don’t know how long I slept but I was awoken when I heard the sound of a motorbike from downstairs. I forced my eyes open and looked around. It was evening already. After washing my face in the bathroom, I walked back into my room and heard noises from downstairs.

When I got downstairs, I met everyone standing around Shane. “Omg, how did this happen?”

“Does it hurt so much?” Layla asked and raised her hand to touch his face but he shifted away. “Who did this to you?”

“Was it Kade? He’s such a monster!”

I stood by the door the whole time but none of them noticed my presence. They were so concerned about Shane and what had happened to him.

He had a bandage around his head and a plaster on his nose. The corner of his lips was bruised and it only meant he had been punched there. He also had a black eye on his right eye.

“I’ll love to stay here for as long as” Was all he could say before his eyes landed on me. He suddenly turned red as he adjusted the hand of the bag on his shoulder.

“It’s okay, you’re always welcome.” Mrs. Grace said and placed a hand on his shoulder. He winced at her touch and she had to pull away. “Sorry about that. We’ll try as much as possible to make sure you’re comfortable”

He nodded and looked up at me nervously. “I’ll… I’ll go inside”

“Let’s go” Layla chipped in and wrapped her arms around his right arm.

“Give him a break, Layla, he just survived hell” But she didn’t.

She kept clinging to him as they walked into the house and once again, I felt this burning feeling in my chest like it was going to explode.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.