The Billionaire Mafia
The New Way of Torture

Isla De Sa Ferradura Ibiza Spain

Arthur sat leaning against the sofa in front of the bed, making it easier for him to look at the peaceful outline of Helena's face diving into the dream realm, the face of the woman who had accompanied him six days ago. The woman had just fallen asleep after taking her medicine. The anxiety that had been engulfing him gradually faded as he arrived at his private island. Even though there are many guards assigned around the island to minimize the arrival of uninvited intruders. Still, the anxiety surrounded him.

Arthur's ringing phone rang his daydream. Lazily move towards his phone that does not stop vibrating on the table. Daddy Xavier's name is embedded in the phone screen, Arthur hurriedly answers the call from his Daddy on the balcony so as not to wake up Helena who is fast asleep.

"What's up Dad?" the question is so put the phone on the earlobe. Asking for the purpose of contacting him without making small talk first.

Even though Arthur did not see it, Xavier's forehead shriveled deeply. Because his son really did not feel if he had done something wrong.

"You just arrived in London and you're back in Spain? You should have met us first! Did you forget me who put you in my wife's womb until you formed like this?!" Instantly the annoying and chatty mood of Xavier came out great, making Arthur forced to keep the phone away from the earlobe to hear Xavier's shrill voice across there.

Arthur grimaced to hear it. Because he was too busy making plans to avenge Jorge's actions, so he forgot to return to the Mansion to visit Mommy Elleana, especially the old man who is currently complaining about his attitude.

"Sorry Dad, there are a few things I have to take care of once I arrive in London. And I have to go back to Spain to worry about my wife!" Arthur emphasized the word 'my wife'. He deliberately wanted to insinuate his Daddy who had always claimed Mommy Elleana as his wife only, without letting close to him, even though he was only a son though.

Xavier. Since marriage, Arthur has been able to reply to the attack of his sentence. And what his son just said, as if affirming if the current son has a responsibility that also needs to take precedence.

"Ck, now you can talk like that until the last time I tell you to get married, you're rejecting all the women I want to introduce you to."

"I refused because the women were not Helena. Are you satisfied with my answer, Dad?!" Arthur snorted in annoyance, knowing that his Daddy wanted to taunt him.

Sure enough, Xavier's laughter exploded on the other end of the phone until it again made Arthur move his phone with a rough sigh of annoyance.

"You're getting smarter, Son." And Xavier praised Arthur's changing attitude and being able to keep up with his words. If in the past Arthur more often avoids sensitive conversations like this, but not at this time that precisely chimed.

"Because I'm your son!" arthur asserts where he came from.

"Haha right," said Xavier on the sidelines of his laughter that still survives. "Therefore I'm proud of you, you're not kidding in the act. But why did you burn the old man's Mansion?! Isn't that Mansion your in-laws' legacy for her daughter?" Yes, Xavier was confused by Arthur's way. Wouldn't the losers is Helena who had to lose her parents' possessions.

"I'm just getting rid of a pest that doesn't want to get away from its nest, Dad. Such a pest would only be troublesome and a waste of time. I drove them to their roots and now they're homeless. There's no way they still want to be there. Surely the man with his family will be looking for a new place to live." Not a rash action without long thought first. Far away, Arthur had predicted that Jorge would not be able to lift his foot from there. Moreover Jorge has copies of false certifications of some of Jonathan's wealth assets.

Xavier responded by nodding along with a sign of understanding. "Yes, I get it. But what if one day your wife finds out you burned down her parents' home?"

Arthur was silent for a moment. Actually he did not think about it and did not bother if one day Helena knew the true owner of Bonham's wealth.

"I just need to build a Mansion that's more than the Bonham Mansion." Done. That is the meaning of his words that do not want to take too much dizziness. "At the same time there will be no one who wants to stay in a place with a lot of bad and painful memories" he added, not regretting his actions. For him he just needs to disappear the origin of the suffering Helena started and will replace it with better and beautiful memories of course.

"You're right. The Romanovs could build hundreds of Mansion like that!" Xavier chuckles, he briefly forgets how rich the Romanovs are. If destroying the Mansion and the company is a very easy thing, especially only the Mansion that is so desired by Jorge.

"Bring your wife to see us if things get better. You know Son, my wife can't wait to meet him and plan your wedding reception."

"Good Dad. Say my apology to Mom for not being able to see her."

"You take it easy, she's an understanding Mommy. Anyway my wife won't be lonely because I'm always with her 24 hours, in bed and even the bathroom, me-"

Tut

Arthur cut off the phone unilaterally. It would be a pity if Daddy Xavier had always been shameless about explaining everything the old man had done with his Mommy.

Then Arthur turned his body, about to go back inside. But so gasped because Helena was already in front of him.

"You awake?" What kind of stupid question is that. Arthur snatched himself. Of course Helena is awake. If not, his wife is still in bed.

Helena nodded softly with those still dimly dim eyes gnashing repeatedly. "I'm afraid you're not by my side. So I'm looking for you" he said softly and his voice trembled slightly.

Ah, the woman's attitude was instantly able to destroy Arthur's sanity.

"Come in, it's cold outside." Arthur led Helena's shoulders back inside, then sat her on the edge of the bed. "Do you need anything, hm?" tanyanya then looked at Helena looking down because she was sitting.

"Nothing" he answered with a headband. "I just had a bad dream and when I woke up I didn't see you anywhere. I'm scared."

Arthur slipped a faint smile at the corner of his lips. "I'm not going anywhere. I just took the call." Even Arthur showed me the phone that was still in his grasp.

Helena nodded back. Suddenly her fear disappeared because she was by her husband's side. "I want to hug you," her great-granddaughter blushed in embarrassment.

Arthur's stunned. Every time Helena asked to be hugged, her body stiffened instantly. Not because he was reluctant to give a hug, for him he was used to hugging Helena. But for some reason lately he felt his instant body become strange. As if demanding something more than a hug.

"Lay. I'll put my phone down first." Helena said she then laid her body on the bed, while Arthur put his cell phone on the table and began to crawl up onto the bed.

Arthur laid his body to the side, facing Helena and now they were facing each other. The woman immediately hugged Arthur and drowned her face in the chest of Arthur's field which was not perfectly wrapped by his shirt. Unaware by Helena, Arthur is struggling to hold himself back from touching Helena's other body parts.

In a position to hug Helena, of course, evoke something that already feels tight behind her pants. As a normal man, naturally his own slowly rose. It's just that all this time he can hold back and not be interested in playing women.

Is this a new way of torture? his mind took a long breath. Not long after, Arthur felt Helena's breath being blown regularly and could have been guessed if his wife was back asleep.

Arthur moved Helena's head on the pillow carefully. Before she sat down, she made sure Helena did not wake up with her movements. Arthur stood up and went to the bathroom. Stand under the shower in full clothes and shuffle her hair in frustration.

All this time you can hold Ar and this time you have also managed to hold him.

If he hadn't thought of Helena who would have been frightened, he might have pounced on the woman he deserved to enjoy. But during his time as his wife, Arthur only enjoyed the lips of Helena.

Arthur took a deep breath and then his outstretched hand turned on the shower faucet. He let the water shower stub fall on his head, until it rained all over his body. At least he could cool his body with cold water.

To be continue

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