The Billionaire’s Desires

Hillary’s POV

I drove back home in anger going to confront Miguel. This time, he has really gone too far. He is not only playing games with me and sabotaging my relationship, but he is also joking with my sanity and this is where I draw the line. I don’t know how he did it, but I know that he did something to make that guy look exactly like Nathan and I won’t sit still and let him drive me insane, I won’t allow that. I drove at a terribly high speed, going above the normal speed limit, ignoring every red light I come across. I got home in record time, I jumped out of the car, then I imputed the security code and went  into the house,

“Miguel!!!” I yelled out in anger, shouting at the top of my voice.

“Come down here you BASTARD!!!” I cried furiously as I ran up the stairs to search for him. I checked his room but he wasn’t there, I searched around the house, going into every room, searching the garage and kitchen, but I couldn’t find anyone in the house, it was completely empty. I should have known that he would not be here, he must have gone to our hotel to meet up with the girls. I guess I wasn’t thinking straight I would have realized that I wouldn’t meet anyone at home by this time of the day. He had been on my case today, I guess that is why I thought that I would meet him here. The bastard, I know he is just trying to avoid me but I won’t let him get away with this, no. I’ll make him pay for this, I won’t let him drive me crazy, I won’t, I won’t, I won’t.

I got back into the car and zoomed off once more, this time my destination is our hotel and my aim is the same as ever, I’m going to kill Miguel Hartford, I’ll make him regret ever messing with my head. How could he be so mean and evil, how could he remind me of Nathan when he knows how difficult it was for me to move on with my life after I lost Nathan. I stepped on the gas pedal and sped up the busy road, ignoring everything and everyone. I was not paying attention to the signs on the dashboard, I did not realize that I had run out of gas. I was a few miles away from the hotel when my car went off, it went off so suddenly and the guy behind me could not hit the breaks on time. He hit me from behind, forcing the airbags out, making my car roll out of control as it hits an electric pole on the road. Some rushed to my location and yanked my door open, dragging me out of the car. I had a little concoction but it cleared in a few minutes and the anger returned immediately. The guy in the other car scolded me for being the cause of the accident, he stayed a few minutes to make sure I was okay, then he drove off from the scene, leaving me stranded on the road. I guess he could see that I wasn’t looking good and I wasn’t responding to his questions like he wants me to. He figured it was best to leave me to my anger and I must say that he made the right decision, I’m in no mood for chitchats, I’m out for blood and it’s Miguel’s blood.

I would have called one of the girls to come to pick me up, but I was too angry to think straight, so I decided to walk down to the hotel because it wasn’t too far from where my car broke down. I put on my heels and I took my purse and phone from the car, then I banged the car door so hard, harder than necessary. I faced the road and started walking down to the hotel in my ridiculously high heels that wasn’t made for walking long distances. I looked like a fucking lunatic right now and it’s all his fault, it’s all Miguel’s fault. I stomped angrily in my heels, trying to get there as fast as possible. I was sweating profusely and breathing so hard and fast, but I didn’t mind all that, as long as I get there soon and faced that dimwit. I was getting close, I could see the hotel up ahead, I just have to walk forward a little, then I’ll cross over to the other side of the road. I kept stomping forward until I got to the spot where I need to stand and crosstown the other side of the road. I got more agitated and furious as I got to that spot, I just can’t wait to lay my hands on Miguel and beat some sense into him. As I crossed the busy road to the other side, I stepped on the lid of a drainage system and my heels got stuck in the lid, making me groan angrily as I yelled out his name in frustration,

“MIGUEL!”

I screamed at the top of my voice while struggling to free my heels from the lid that held me hostage and kept me going after that bastard. I tried and tried but it refused to come out, then I pulled at it so hard, and it came out, or should I say, part of it came out. The heel stayed stuck in the drainage lid, but the upper part came off, making me limp the remaining distance with one heel. I cursed and swore out loud as I walked into the hotel looking like a complete lunatic. The staffers looked at me in surprise, I guess they think that I’d finally gone cray-cray.

‘Oh my God, Hills, what the hell happened to you?”  Becky asked me in shock when she spotted me coming out of the elevator.

“Where is he, where the hell is that bastard?”

“Whoa… Whoa… Whoa… Slow down Hills. Now, who are you referring to?” She asked calmly, trying to hold my hand.

“Don’t you fucking patronize me, Becky. You have no idea what I’ve been through today, and trust me, you don’t me transfer my anger to you, so I’ll  suggest you tell me where I can find him or you get out of my way so I can find him myself.” I told her firmly, withdrawing my hand before she could touch me.

“You are not making any sense Hillary, what the hell is going on with you, who are you looking for?”

“Miguel Hartford!!!

I am looking for that two-timing bastard that you are so blindly in love with, where the fuck is he?” I let out angrily, making her eyes go wide in shock as she wondered why I’m suddenly being hostile to Miguel. The door behind her flung open and there stood the devil himself.

“Leave her out of this Hilly, she has nothing to do with this.” He scolded me angrily. I turned in his direction and ran towards him, landing a resounding slap on his face as I hit him repeatedly, hitting him hysterically like an angry bird.

“Stop it Hills, What the hell is wrong with you?” Becky asked in anger as she tried to get me to stop, but I shoved her off as I kept on with my assault, hitting him as hard as I could. He stood there like a brick wall, letting me hit him as I please. He made a hand gesture at Becky, telling her to keep off. She stood back and watched as I kept hitting him, they both watched as I poured my anger on him,

“How could you do this to me, why are you mean and heartless, why… Why… why?” I asked him repeatedly as I let it all out, hitting him until I got tired and slumped on the floor, sobbing hysterically. Becky sat next to me on the floor, pulling me into her arms, and letting me cry to my satisfaction.

“Now that you are feeling better, can you tell me what I did to offend you this time?

You asked me to stay away from you and Lawrence and I did, I let you go on your stupid date and I came right here to see d my day with the girls. Why are you still furious, did you discover that I was right after all, did he hurt you?” he asked.

“You Bastard!” I yelled in his face, trying to reach him once more and hit him, but Becky pulled me back and held me right this time, stopping me from attacking him again.

“It’s okay Hills, you can talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.” She muttered softly, turning my eyes away from him, forcing me to look at her instead.

“Miguel Sabotaged my date with Lawrence again. He has been trying to separate us for some time now, but this time, he fucking went too far. He sent a guy that looked exactly like Nathan and he came into Lawrence’s house and ruined my date again. He fucking ruined it for me.” I told her angrily as the tears slid down my face. I turned to him and saw the shock on his face as he fetched his phone and started calling someone.

“How could you Miguel, how could you do this to me? You were there, you saw how difficult it was for me, you know just how difficult it was for me to move on with my life, why would you try to remind me about my dead husband, why would you do this to me, why!” I yelled in anger, but he wasn’t paying attention to what I was saying, he was scrolling through his phone.

“Holy Fuck!

Holy Shit!”

Look Hills, I’m so sorry you had to find out this way. Trust me, I would have told you a long time ago but my brother made me promise to keep you away until Nathan gets rid of all his enemies in New York.

Fuck!

This is even more difficult than I thought it would be, How the hell am I going to explain this without sounding mean and crazy?NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Look Hills, the guy you saw today was not a look-alike, it was your husband Nathan Trent. I didn’t get a guy to sabotage your fate again, I stayed down as you instructed. I know you will never forgive me for this, and believe me, I never wanted you to find out this way, but I just have to come clean right now because Mr. Trent now knows the truth so I’m guessing that he would be coming here to get you and his kids pretty soon.

The truth is that Mr. Trent survived. He is alive and he has been back for some time now, trying to rebuild his company. My brother is the head of his security and he ordered me to keep his return a secret from you because he didn’t want Nathan to bring you back to New York until he gets rid of all his enemies and gets the company up and running. I agreed to his plans because I know how difficult it had been for you to make it out with your life the last time you were targeted by his enemies, I did it for you and the kid’s Hills, I did it to keep you safe. Please forgive me Hills, I was just trying to protect you.” He let out in a hurry, trying desperately to get me to understand.

“What the hell are you talking about, Miguel? You mean you have been lying to everyone, lying to me all this while?” Becky yelled in shock and anger.

“I had to do it to protect her, it was the only way to keep her safe.” He replied her calmly, but she wasn’t buying his lousy explanation. She kept scolding and yelling at him and he tried explaining to her that it wasn’t his fault. He was begging us both to forgive him for lying but I wasn’t going to let him get into my head. He is trying to drive me insane, but I won’t let him. I slowly stood up from the food and walked out on them, walking towards the elevator. I need to take my kids home, spend some time with them and take a long nap. That should do the trick, that should bring me back to my senses and take away this nightmare that I’m currently facing.

“Wait, Hilly, where are you going to?” Becky inquired as I kept clicking on the elevator button repeatedly. I ignored her, I couldn’t say anything to anyone, I just stood there and waited for the elevator to come back up, I can’t stand here and listen to all this trash that Miguel is spilling from his mouth, all I need now is some peace and quiet, I’m about to go insane, these thoughts are simply driving me crazy. If that guy is my Nathan, does it mean that he just caught me cheating on him?

No, it’s not him, it can’t be him. My Nathan is dead, I’ve accepted that already and I’ve moved on with my life. I won’t listen to Miguel, I won’t even think about it. I’ll just go home and sleep it all off, when I wake up, everything will be back to normal. The elevator finally came up and the door slid open, then Avril came running out of the elevator, looking so frightened

“Hills, I saw him, I saw him at the lobby, guess who, guess, guess, guess, guess,” she yelled excitedly, but I was in no mood for her guessing games, so I shrugged her off and got into the elevator, then I clicked on the button, and leaned on the wall, waiting for the elevator to hit bottom. Becky and Avril stood beside me in the elevator and just before the door slid shut, Miguel also got in, but he stood away from me, keeping his distance.

“But… But, I have something important to say to her. Why is she acting this way, What is wrong with her?” Avril asked Becky as they both stood beside me. I ignored them, I don’t want to listen to their little chitchats, all I want to hear is the sound of the elevator that would signify that we’ve gotten to the ground floor.

“Where are my kids?” I asked Avril as I stepped out of the elevator.

“That is exactly what I have been trying to tell you, they are with him.” She responded calmly, pointing in the direction of the lobby. I turned in the direction that she is pointing and that was when I saw him. He had one knee on the floor as he cradled my kids in his arms. The sight was so beautiful and I would have smiled happily if it were my Nathan that was holding our kids that way, but it isn’t him, it is only a stupid big joke and I have to put an end to it right now,

“Get your filthy hands off my kids, you impostor. I don’t know what game you think you are playing with Miguel, but I’ll advise you to stay the fuck away from me and my kids, or I’ll fucking get you arrested.”