Chapter 3 Caught in major disaster.

"You kidnapped someone, sir?" Zayn had never been one to limit his words, and he had been Oriaga's confidant for a long time. The man came to the mansion at midnight after taking care of the CCTV at the hotel, as Oriaga had ordered earlier.

Oriaga thought for a moment, then shook his head. He wanted to deny it. "I don't think so, but you have other duties."

"Tell me."

Oriaga threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it, and they were standing in the courtyard of the mansion or right next to the man's car. He held out a car key to Zayn.

"What do you mean?"

"Bring that woman's car here. I don't know where she parked it. You can do it yourself, or if you find it difficult, then take Dean with you."

Zayn nodded, and he accepted the car keys. "You cleared the name, and I had seen the CCTV footage, so I asked about kidnapping."

"I've known her for a long time."

"Ah, alright. I'm leaving now, sir." Zayn hurriedly entered his vehicle before leaving the place, while Oriaga chose to sit on the hood of his car and opened Amanda's cell phone after taking it from the back seat.

The screen was locked using a fingerprint, but Oriaga quickly did it when Amanda was still asleep. He stuck the woman's forefinger there, then briefly changed the screen lock pattern because he had another purpose for Amanda's phone.

Oriaga found some incoming chats about two hours ago, even a missed call.

"Mom, sorry. I was drunk and had trouble driving my car, so I chose to stay at my friend's house. Don't worry, I'm fine." Oriaga spoke while typing a message to a number named 'My Mom.' The man acted like an expert without wanting to give an opening.

(Amanda, call back when you get to your house. I'm apprehensive.)

"Who is this guy named Jeff? What's her boyfriend?" Oriaga grinned, but he ignored the chat and then dialed his number. "This is too easy, Amanda."

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"You're too harsh on her. Treat your women more gently. Are you so obsessed?" Doctor Elma commented if it weren't for one Oriaga Niel, that woman wouldn't want to drive her car alone in the middle of the night like this to check on someone's health.

"I know."

"Good, take good care of your woman. Don't forget to let me know when you get married." Doctor Elma winked, teasing the man, but Oriaga didn't respond and looked away. "I'm going home now. Remember what I said. See you later."

"Hm, yes."

A maid escorted Doctor Elma to the main door. Oriaga just watched her behind the railing of the mansion's third floor.

The man's cell phone rang.

"Sorry for calling you in the middle of the night, sir. I just wanted to remind you about the morning flight to Paris."

"Yes, thank you."

Oriaga put the phone back away. He had quite a daily schedule, and flying from one country to another in one day was not an unusual situation.

Now, Oriaga had to return home and prepare more energy for tomorrow. The mansion was just a stopover or one of the many luxurious properties the man owned.

He briefly glanced at Amanda as he grabbed his maroon coat from the sofa by the curtained window. She was still asleep in bed, her gray pajamas wrapped around her body.

***

Amanda was disturbed when the sunlight touched her face this morning and a maid opened the curtains from right to left, and a sea view greeted the room's occupants.

Amanda sat up, and she still felt weak and sore in several parts of her body, including the pain in the intimate area due to Oriaga's actions.

"Good morning, Miss Amanda." The waitress in her black and white uniform greeted Amanda with a warm smile. "Mr. Oriaga asked me to take care of you. Do you need anything?"

Amanda looked at her flatly. "Oriaga? Where is that bastard?"

The maid gasped; she had never heard anyone swear at her employer, but the woman in bed had a lot of nerve.

"Mr. Oriaga said if he goes to Paris today, you can order me anything."

Amanda shook her head. "No, thank you. I want to go home."

"Your car is in the yard."

"My car? Who's–" Amanda stopped. She was almost surprised, but it didn't seem necessary. "Okay." She looked in the drawer and reached for her bag.

As she got up, Amanda staggered and sat back on the bed.

"Let me help you, Miss." The maid wrapped Amanda's arm around her shoulder, and they walked out together. Amanda's sex organ was getting sore as her body moved, so her lips kept whimpering and making the maid feel sorry for her. "Last night, Doctor Elma came here and checked on you, but Mr. Oriaga didn't leave me any message besides the car in the yard."

"I don't want to talk about it."

They entered the glass elevator, shortening Amanda's time to leave the mansion quickly.

Several servants passed by the woman. They still greeted and smiled politely.

"Thank you for getting me here." Amanda stood beside her car, and she took the keys out of her bag. The woman's face was quite pale.

"Are you going to drive it yourself?" the waiter asked.

"Yes. I don't have a personal driver."

"Please drive carefully, Miss. See you later."

Amanda smiled. At least there was still the friendliness of someone greeting her morning after last night's brutal torture. She didn't even think that today, she would still be living and breathing as a human being.

She honked her horn before driving the car away from the yard.

Meanwhile, the servant immediately dialed Oriaga's number.

"Sir, Miss Amanda has left the mansion."

"She said something?"

"No, just seemed angry at you."

There was no more of Oriaga's voice after ending it like that.

"That bastard did something bad to me, and he harassed me. Should have reported Oriaga to the police station, right?" Amanda's consciousness had returned. "Or, go to the hospital to have a post-mortem done as proof of the abuse he did to me?"

Amanda went to the hospital for a post-mortem. She parked her car in the basement, and just as she was about to get out, her cell phone rang.

An anonymous foreign number was calling her.

"Who's there?"

"What are you doing at the hospital, huh?"

The voice made Amanda pause and swallow, and she seemed to recognize it.

"Answer. What were you doing in the hospital? You should have gone home."

"What's your business? Why find out?" Amanda got out of the car and looked around, and she was beginning to fear that anyone might be stalking Oriaga.

"I installed a tracking device in your car, Ms. Griscouv."

"You're crazy, Oriaga!" Amanda was even more shocked. How could Oriaga go that far? "What do you want from me to be like this, huh!"

"Hurry up and go back to your house, or do you want to see me do something else?"

Amanda's hand became trembling as she gripped her cell phone. "You're such an asshole. You're watching me. Stop doing it!"

"Go home now. We can talk about it after I get back from Paris."

"If I don't follow your wishes?"

"If you don't follow my orders, everyone will see last night's party. A party between you and me at the mansion, isn't that enough?"

Amanda's eyes began to glaze over, and she swallowed again.

"Hurry up and go home. I'm watching you from afar, and I can place spies around your house. Are you happy?"

The woman pushed the phone away from her ear. She cried and trembled, then slammed the phone without hesitation.

"You are an asshole, Oriaga."

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