The Billionaire’s Desires

Miguel’s POV

Why can’t she just listen to me, why won’t she just listen?

After I stormed out of the room in anger, I went to pick up her car from the hotel where we had abandoned it when those thugs came after us. The plan was to follow behind her and keep watch over her to make sure nothing happens to her. It’s my responsibility as a Hartford, I can’t back down now, not after the promise I made to my twin brother Raymond, it’s been more than four months and I still haven’t heard from him, but I won’t give up, I won’t believe whatever the media is saying. His beacon is still turned on, yes the tracker is turned off but it’s still on anyways.

Besides, he is a Hartford, we went through the same training, he knows the drill, he knows that if the threat is too great for him to handle alone, he is supposed to use the Hartford’s special flare gun and signal for help. Unlike other flare guns that shoot one bullet at a time, ours shoots five bullets at once and each bullet has a different color, making it unique and different. Every Hartford would come trouping to that direction to lend a helping hand.

We knew the risk involved before we decided to embark on this mission. The future of our family depends on this mission Ray and I decided to carry out this mission when we realized that our family did not just work for the Trents, we are actually blood bound to the Trents. Out great grandfather did not just swear his allegiance to the Trent’s, he also pleaded his life and the life of his unborn children to the Trent’s, This means that our lives belong to the Trent’s, so we are mandated to serve a Trent until the day we die.

We had no idea that the covenant between our great grandparents was too powerful to be ignored. After Gramps left the Trent’s, his life never remained the same again. He had no focus and no ambition anymore, he simply induced himself in drinking, drinking himself to a stupor every blessed day. No agency accepted him for any kind of job whatsoever, he couldn’t find any other job, it felt like his name attracted bad luck for him. He had to bring down his standards and apply to be a janitor, yet he got nothing, nothing at all. Whenever he mentions his name, he gets rejected and disappointed, it started out as a joke but with time it got even worse, our rivals started mocking us for being incompetent, but Gramps never let their words get to him, instead, he focused on working harder to secure a job for himself, but as usual, he got the same refusal and rejection from everyone.

The only job he could secure for himself was at the Trent’s company. He applied to work as a janitor for the Trent’s and it got approved almost immediately. It was then that we realized that the bond between our family and the Trent’s can never be severed. Gramps sought out the elderly Trent’s at the Caribbean, telling him of the mishaps that befell our family because of the problem between them. He tried to let him see that both families can never be separated, but the elderly Trent did not pay any heed to his words, he was driven by the guilt in his heart, he failed to heed to my grandfather’s warning and now his conscience is plaguing him because of the evil he had done.

Gramps decided to play another card, he decided to take himself off the chees board entirely. The elderly Trent was still mad at him and he said he doesn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore. But the old man would soon be stepping down anyway and his son, Simon Trent would replace him as chairman of the company and he would need an experienced personal assistant that would assist him in running the company. Every Hartford has been trained to work for the Trent’s, so my dad tried to bargain with the elderly Trent’s to allow my father to take his place and serve the new CEO, but the elderly Trent was just too stubborn and he vehemently refused my grandfathers request, telling him that the ban is not for him alone, but for the entire family.

He shut us all out, ignoring all of our pleas as we continued trying to talk him out of his rash decisions. He kept to his word and refused to have any dealing whatsoever with our family. To make matters worse, he replaced us with the Mafia lord, handing all the jobs that were meant to be our over to the Mafia lord. He had no idea that Gramps is working in his company as a janitor, if he knew about that, I’m pretty sure that if he knows that Gramps got that job in his company, he would get him fired as well. The hatred and animosity between the two elders were just too much. For a very long time, our dad kept trying to find out what really happened between the two men that warrants such rivalry, but Gramps wouldn’t say a fucking word, and neither did the elderly Trents.

They are both so strong-headed and stubborn. My father had threatened to take his own life, before my grandfather decided to open up and tell us all that happened between them. It was so heartbreaking to know that it was all his fault, yet he blames and accused my grandfather, trying to ease his guilty conscience by blaming another. He may think that this rivalry is not affecting his family in any way, he thinks he can simply push us away and there would be no consequences, I wish he could see how wrong he is, I wish he can’t think back to when the two families were together, then he would realize that the war in his household also began after the separation.

Yes, the two Trent brothers were at peace before their father sent my grandfather away. The fight between them had been passed down to their children, Nathan and Travis. And if this issue between our families is not resolved on time, the rivalry between Travis and Nathan would also be passed down to their children, and so it would continue until we settle this dispute or until the oath between our great grandfathers is resolved. The latter is slightly impossible because we have no idea how the oaths were taken and we can’t just break such a strong oath by just saying the words. I doubt anyone of the Trent’s or Hartford is prepared to delve into the spiritual and try to break the covenant between both families. The only solution we could think of right now is to try and restore the peace between both families, all our problems would go away.

We thought about it for a long time before my brother and I decided to get back into the lives of the Trents and take back our place as their trustworthy personal assistants. Gramps has failed in his attempt to reconcile our differences and get back with the elderly Trent, but he never succeeded. Our father too tried to settle it his own way also, but Simon Trent listens to his father’s instructions and he never gave my father a listening ear, he never granted him an audience and even when he did, he never listened to anything he has to say because he was blindly following the instructions of his father. But Nathan Trent, he’s different, more different from all the other Trents. He has never been one to follow his father’s instructions blindly. He breaks every rule, doing what he wants not what he’s asked to.

We’ve been following up on him for a while now, we know everything he has been doing. We saw him open his own businesses even after the elders warned him not to we watched him buy his own house, despite the fact that his family had already purchased a house for him. He even married a girl he loves, leaving that bitch that parades herself as his wife. He is not as uptight as his father and grandfather, that is why we decided to go after him, we know he would listen to us, he is smart and understanding, I’m sure he would never turn us away after knowing the consequences.

We could not get to him while he was still at home, we don’t know if he had been told about the Hartford’s already, so we decided to place ourselves beside him as guards, studying him closely until we get a chance to introduce ourselves to him. When we heard the rumor that the Mafia Lord is scouting for guards for him, we both applied, using our aliases. If we had applied using our real names, we would never be picked, even with the aliases, only I got to be picked. Ray was rejected, as usual. It no longer surprises us when that happens, not after facing rejection all our lives. Raymond had to disguise himself as his copilot, taking the man’s position after he got involved in an accident that took his life.

He was one of those quiet guys that never interacted with his colleagues and never had many friends. Good thing that he has the same body structure as the dead pilot, no one in the company noticed the changes when Ray replaced him. Ray had caught the pilot sabotaging the plane a few days before Nathan Trent was supposed to leave. Before that, we had heard the conversation between Travis Trent and the elderly Trent. Travis is a snake. A slimy, slithering snake. We have watched him too and we know about his affair with Ariel. Somehow, he had found out about the little girl that the elderly Trent had kidnapped and now he is using it to blackmail the old man.

This is why we never considered him or his father when we were planning on the different ways to get back with the Trents. They can never be trusted, not one bit. He could have used that information to try and bring the families back together, but he chose to use it for blackmail. The old Trent doesn’t want this secret to be exposed, that is why he had accepted to lure Nate into boarding that plane. If Ray had not been there, he would not have survived that plane crash. I still don’t know if they are dead or alive, it’s taking longer than we anticipated, he should have been out of that island already. The plan was to get Nathan and get off the island. If the threat is too great for you alone, send for help. But so far, he hasn’t come out yet, and he hasn’t requested for help from us, so I just have to sit right and wait. I can’t even go to the cops because there are a few dirty cops among them. Both Travis and Ariel have a few bad cops on their payroll, they could report back to them and it could get my brother and Nathan killed. I can’t make any wrong call, I can’t make any wrong decision until I hear from Raymond, I only have to protect Hillary and keep her safe until her husband returns home to her.

I noticed the black Sedan following her and I knew immediately that they were sent by Ariel, I’ve seen them before, they have been chasing us for a very long time now, I’m sure I can recognize them anywhere. I brought out my gun that is safely hidden under the car seat and I stepped on the gas pedal, increasing the speed of the car. When I got to their position, I aimed at the driver and shot at him, causing the car to lose control and spin off the highway. All the while, Hillary Trent never knew what was happening behind her, she just kept driving forward, heading to the cathedral.

I watched from a distance as their car kept spinning out of control, when it finally stopped, I approach the car, my gun in front of me, pointing at the car. They were only two guys in the car and one of them was dead already, while the other guy was struggling with the airbag, trying to break free. I got there faster, hitting him hard on the head with my gun handle, making him pass out immediately. A crowd was gathering around the scene and soon the cops would arrive here, so I got their phones and other items I could lay my hand on, I left their weapons where the cops would find them easily, then I ran off to my car, leaving them to the cops. One of the phones was ringing continuously, so I picked it up, but I kept mute on my end, waiting for the caller to speak up.

“I’m in position and all the other exits have been blocked off. You just have to make sure she doesn’t turn around and head back to the hotel, keep her heading towards the cathedral, keep her driving to her death.” A guy’s voice spoke out, sounding so deadly. It was at that point that I realized that he was talking about Hillary, they were going to kill her. I decided to go through the two phones and find clues about their plans, I was so shocked when I saw some messages and chats that proves that Ariel had known our hideout all along. She had kept a surveillance team right next to us and I didn’t know, I had no fucking idea, I didn’t see it. They have been watching us all this while, planning secretly. They are going to kill her and I won’t be able to stop it, I won’t be able to do anything to stop it.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

I called her, telling her to give up this ridiculous plan of hers, but she wouldn’t listen. She is so stubborn, so damn stubborn and smart, too smart for her own good. She knows I’m keeping things from her, but she has to know that it’s all for her own good, I have to keep her safe until Nathan returns. Right now, I can’t tell her that we knew something was going to happen to her husband, she would never trust me again, she would hate me completely. She has no idea about the oath between both families, she won’t understand any of this stuff. She just have to wait until he comes back home, then everything would be fine again.

I kept yelling at her, trying to get her to turn around but she wouldn’t listen, she insist on going to the cathedral to expose Ariel and tell everyone that she is Nathan’s wife. I don’t know how they plan to kill her, all I know is that they had already set a trap for her at the cathedral, they are simply waiting for her to arrive. I drove as fas as humanly possible, I have to intercept her vehicle before she gets to her destination. I would stop her from getting into that burial ceremony. I don’t care if I have to knock her out and put her in the car, but I’m taking her out of here no matter what.

I could see the cathedral up ahead, I’m a few cars behind her and I’m still talking to her on the phone, trying to get her to turn around. Suddenly, a truck came from the other side of the road and rammed into her car, taking me unaware. She yelled in pain as her car summersaulted severely. I should have known that this is what they are planning, this is why they had blocked off all the other intersections, leading her right to this spot. I thought it would be at the cathedral, I had no idea that it would happen before she got to the cathedral. I could see the face of her assailant, he had a smirk on his face as he watched her trapped in the car.

His eyes remained on her as his hand moved to the gear. I realized that he was going to finish the job, he was going to kill her. I hit the gear, going on the highest speed, moving to shield her car with the Porsche I’m driving. At the same time, he also drove forward, trying to hit her once more. I parked the Porsche a few feet from her car, jumping out of the car with lightning speed  I shot at him rapidly aiming at the driver’s seat while I ran towards the car. She was already struggling to get out of the car, she had seen him coming to finish her off and she is trying to get away from the car but something was holding her back. I could hear the truck driving towards us with speed, I took out the blade from my pocket and deflated the airbag, then I cut off the seat belt and I pulled her out and carried her in my arms, running away from that car. The truck first hit the Porsche, then it rammed into her car a second time, but I was safely away with Hillary before it could get to us.

I left her in a safe place, then I came back and face the guy who was about to come out of the Truck. I noticed the gas leakage from Hillary’s car, so I aimed at it and caused an explosion that shook the whole surrounding, setting him ablaze in his stupid Truck. I knew some more guys would be coming to confirm the kill for Ariel, I have no time to be nice, so I pointed my gun at the guy standing by his car door observing everything that is happening. I high jacked his car, helping Hillary into the back seat, then I got into the driver’s side and drove off speedily.

“Stay with me Mrs. Trent, stay with me. Keep your eyes open and stay with me.” I kept telling her, urging her to stay awake so we can go to the hospital. She is bleeding profusely and she looks so pale that it scares the shit out of me. What am I going to do if I lost her, what do I tell her husband?