Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

Nolan made his way to the district officer’s office, having confirmed the particular station handling the case. Filing a report and going through court processes would have been cumbersome and time-consuming for Nolan, who had no time. The district officer was initially a little reluctant to provide a copy of the CCTV footage in his custody, but after Nolan explained the situation of things, he immediately forgot about the usual due process of law. The officer slipped the disc into his laptop and Nolan subconsciously ran his hand down his pants legs, pupils dilating.

About five minutes later, Nolah staggered, his lips parted, and he suddenly became dizzy.

How could this be? It was Cody? The same man who killed his father?

His lips suddenly went dry. Scared that he would slump down to the ground, the officer held him, pulling him down a chair.

After some probable five minutes, Nolah regained composure, having quenched his thirst with a glass of water. Suddenly, his senses kicked in. He remembered that he’d missed something.

“Can you play the footage again?” Tugging at his tie, he flexed his fingers.

It was then that he caught sight of the box. His eyes fluttered and beads of sweat formed on his head. Alexa had been holding the green box that contained a positive pregnancy test.

Nolan’s heart squeezed in his chest, he bit his lip hard and ran a hand through his curls.

“H-How do I find her? S-S-She’s pregnant. M-My Alexa is pregnant. She was going to tell me about it. S-She was coming to me.” He grabbed the box and placed it on the table. “I saw it at the crime scene. She dropped it.” Nolan’s lips flattened and he ground his teeth. “That son of a bitch took her! He fucking took her.” The veins in his forehead throbbed and his eyes reddened.

Nolah’s phone beeped, just in time. “Fuck!” He slammed his hand hard on the desk. “We have to find Alexa and my baby, do you understand-”

“You should take that. It could be the link we’ve been looking for. You never can tell.”

The district officer alerted the technical team immediately, just before Nolan reached for his phone.

Clearing his throat, Nolan slid the screen of his phone and waited patiently for the caller to speak first.

“That was fast. You’ve been expecting my call, haven’t you?”

“Where is Alexa, you bastard?!” Nolan said with clenched teeth. “If you lay a fucking finger on her, I’ll rip out your throat.” Nolan banged his fist hard on the desk, his vein pulsing.

“You must be really angry that sweet Alexa is so far away from you. We don’t have to do things the hard way. Do what I say, and everyone is happy. You can have back your Lexa.”

“Don’t. You. Dare. Call. Her. That.” Nolan’s teeth bared.

“I didn’t only call her Lexa, Nolan, I did more than that. You’ll have to come and see for yourself. Come and see what I’ve turned pretty Alexa into.”

“You son of a bitch! What do you want from me?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Money. Lots of it.” Cody inhaled and exhaled over the phone.

“How much? How much do you fucking want?!”

“Only a hundred million dollars. For the life of our sweet Alexa. I’ll text the time and place to you.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Fuck you! Son of a bi-”

“Remember the golden rule. No police. If you involve the police, consider her good as dead!”

“Go to hell, fucking son of a bitch!” Cody’s sinister laughter filled the air, and Nolan fell to his knees, punching the floor hard, guttural roars erupting from him.