The Treacherous Billionaire

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

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The young man was tall,board_shouldered and dark complexion.he wore a sleeveless black jacket over am immaculately white tee_shirt and sat patiently,rather poised,on the low wall outside one of the classrooms on the ground floor of the university library complex .some student,mostly female in the adjacent classroom engaged in a lecture,stealthily glanced admiringly at him. They thought that he had a nice face,a handsome boy with large innocent eyes,thick black hair and an appealing physique.

Billy who was part of this lecture signalled to the other boys outside. He was certainly that Stanley was perched there ,awaiting him. He was there in time because the lecturer was almost rounding off the legal method lectures for the week.

*As I earlier intimated you,ours is the most dignifying organization you could ever join in this university or anywhere else*Stanley whispered in all seriousness. He was sharing the same desk with billy in a now completely empty classroom.

*Why not give me some time to arrange myself Stanley......when I've decided ,I promise I'll let you know* billy muttered hesitantly.

*Billy you don't have all the the in the world .Two booklet have already been filled up and the third is going to be the last* Stanley moaned.

*I've got to think* billy blurted.

*think over what ? how long do I have to continue with my persuasion? have I not told you that I'll link you up with the influential members of the organization who will help you sail through the interview? we were the beat pals at HOWAD and I wouldn't rope you I to something that is going to be detrimental to your success in this Institution* Stanley coaxed

*I know but.....*

*but what?* Stanley retorted sharply.

*of my own free will I'll join you guys but you can't force me into any kind of commitment when I'm not ready*

*the interview is coming up in about a month time I just wish that you'll be there to witness the caliber of people who want to be jackals. why not tell me that you are not interested in my invitation and I'll never bother you again.*

*it's okay Stanley,but give me twenty_four hours to make up mind .could you come to the maisonette by this time tomorrow?*

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