The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire

Rafael’s POV

** Warning

There is content about children in this chapter that may be disturbing to some readers.

I was driving like crazy. I didn’t even know how I was stomping the brakes or how I drove across the roads. All I saw before me was black, anger and frustration.

I left everything behind once I received her message. We had not even announced the declaration of the cooperation between Mirren Groups and Nefson Group yet. I was pulling myself out of Debbie’s sudden embrace when her friends shouted at me to kiss her.

Then I saw her leaving!Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I called her several times to ask her to go to my apartment and I will follow her once the party finishes. But she didn’t pick up my calls. Rather, she sent that message. I couldn’t believe my eyes at first. Natalie would never do such a thing to me!

My heart bumped insanely inside my ribs. I had to read the message twice to really understand what was written. I pushed Debbie away from my way and without a word I picked Jack’s car keys from his pocket. I saw the confusion in his face, but I didn’t have time to explain. I can’t reach her quickly with my Limo.

I couldn’t absorb why she did that. We had a deal, and yet she let me down without any explanation!!

My phone rang. It was the head of my security team, “What did you find? Where is she?” I asked impatiently.

He immediately replied, “Mr Merrin, I’ll send you her location now. Just follow the Google map”

All Mirren’s cars were equipped with a tracking device. It was a part of our security system. Therefore, it wasn’t difficult to locate her car.

The map indicates that she was in a small hotel. I hit the steering wheel with both hands in sheer rage, struggling with myself whether to go there or not. She abandoned me for another man for God’s sake, and I’m still pursuing her?

What am I going to do there?

Beg her not to let him fuck her? This was in no way like me. I never beg. I never give a shit to a woman. Why did she have the upper hand on me?

My heart tightened. I didn’t like this feeling. As a sadistic person, I couldn’t tolerate this feeling.

She was an adult. She was doing everything according to her will. Why would I follow her as if I was going to save her?

Yet, she is your wife, you idiot! Even though it was a contracted marriage, she was still your fucking wife.

I suddenly hit the brakes. The brakes screeched loudly. I parked the damned car two hundred metres from the damned hotel.

Why the fuck am I here? I’m not a real husband. I’m not her fucking lover!