Billionaire's Path To Revenge

"Look at me, baby, we are going to have to be very quiet." I whispered, I placed my hand on my lips, and he placed his hand on his lips, his eyes were filled with tears.

I held his hand softly as I tiptoed out of his room, I could hear Sam snoring, we headed into my room and I got a bag pack I had arranged, it has everything that I need.

"Mommy where are we going?" Ethan asked, his voice was low, he would rather not wake Sam either.

"Somewhere safe, you have to be very quiet for mommy, okay." I said, and he nodded, I crouched down to wipe his tears before we headed out of the room.

I'm never going to let anyone hurt him or me every again, I tiptoed toward the living room, when my eyes caught Sam lying on the couch, he was fast asleep and there were a couple of beers all around him, this is what happens every night, he ends up getting drunk and falling asleep in front of the TV.

I looked at him one last time before I headed out of the house, I helped Ethan with his shoes, we were right outside the door; I hadn't closed the door from behind when the loud sound of a phone ringing filled my ears.

My heart sank when I realized the call was coming from inside the house and Sam's eyes snapped open, his eyes met mine.

"Run." I yelled, Ethan started to run downstairs, Sam was heading toward us when I headed inside and my hand made contact with the vase not far from me.

"What do you think you are doing, wh*r*?." Sam yelled, my eyes were brimming with tears, my fingers were slipping off the vase when I held it tighter, I have never been this scared before.

"Stay away Sam." I yelled.

"Keep that vase before yourself; do you remember what happened the last time you tried to do something like this, it didn't end well for little Ethan." He smiled; he was moving closer to me.

This is not my first attempt at running, I have tried to flee a couple of times and I never got past the front door; he always knew when I was going to try and leave, and sometimes it felt like he could read my movements; he knew exactly what was going to happen but not this time, after last night I made up my mind, I need to get Ethan and I out of here.

I shook off the thought when I realized Sam was too close to me.

"Stay away." I whispered, my hand was shaking when I let out a breath, I noticed the mocking smile on his face, he felt like I can't do this, I have to prove him wrong. I gathered all of my strength and I hit him hard on his head, he stumbled upon his step and a breath escaped my lips.

Not only that, but I fetched my bag and I quickly headed downstairs, I found Ethan standing beside the car, his eyes were filled with tears when I rushed to him and he hugged me.

"We are getting out of here." I whispered to him, I quickly opened the door to the car, and we got in, I noticed Sam heading toward the entrance door when I looked back at him one last time before I drove away.

My hand gripped the steering wheels, my heart was practically beating out of my chest, more tears streamed down my cheek, fear clawed in my chest as I glanced at the rearview mirror.

I need to get out of here as soon as possible, I glanced at Ethan who was sitting at the back seat, he seemed to be fast asleep, I felt relieved, I am never going to let Sam anywhere near him.

As I drove away from the house, memories clouded my mind, I couldn't shake off how everything started.

I can remember when I met Sam, who was charming like every other guy, he treated me good, he even helped me get a degree at what I do today, he helped me get a job, and I thought I found the best thing that ever happened to me.

I never knew there was a monster hiding underneath him, it all started after we got married, I didn't think twice when I said yes to a man I have only been going out with for a couple of months, six months to be exact, we got married a month after he proposed, and I left my apartment, I left everything for him.

I started to realize the reason he got me this job is to keep an eye on me, two of his friends worked there, and they gave him tabs on my every activity, it got worse when he never wanted me to have any friends, not even female friends, he never wanted me to go on any work trip.

It got worse when I came home late for the first time, and he hit me, he apologized the next morning with flowers and cakes, I never thought it would become a habit, and soon he stopped apologizing, he stopped caring for the pain he caused me.

Every money I earned was sent to his bank account, I never had any money of my own except when I'm going to grocery shopping and I take his card, even after that I have to come home to explain why I spent so much on food.

I could have gone to cops after he hit me for the first time, but Sam worked as a police officer, no one would believe me over him, he was well known, and he had many friends, I knew I had to stay to protect my son, I can't be in jail knowing Ethan is alone with that monster.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I speed through the highway, just when I thought we'd escaped, my phone buzzed, I hesitated a little before I pulled out my phone, there was a message on the screen; I tapped on it.

"I will find you Emma, and next time you won't get out." The message read, with Sam's rage echoing in my mind, I knew we had to disappear, I took a deep breath and I made the decision.

The cool air slapped me awake, Ethan and I settled in a motel, I have not been able to sleep since we got here, I was scared he will find us, I glanced at the message Sam sent earlier, my heart was beating against my chest, a tear slipped out of my eyes when I turned off the phone, I headed into the bathroom and I turned on the water before I placed the phone underwater.

I headed in to find Ethan asleep, he looked peaceful, I sat beside him, once we have breakfast we will be out of here; I need to take him somewhere safe.

"Mom." Ethan whispered, his eyes opened before he turned to me with a smile on his face.

"Yes baby." I smiled, "are you hungry?" I asked, I wiped my tear before it fell against my cheek, I didn't want him to see me crying.

"I am." He smiled, and I nodded, I woke up early, and I got us some food, I could not eat mine, I wanted him to eat, Ethan is my life he is the best thing that has happened to me, I made the best decision having him.

I gave him a kiss on his cheek before I got the food out, and I handed it over to him, I watched as he ate silently, once he was done; I took our bags, and we headed out of the motel.

I held his hand softly, I made sure to get a look around the area before we headed out, my eyes were everywhere, making sure he hasn't found us yet, I quickly got into the car, and we headed to the airport.

My eyes were fixated on the rear window while I was driving, when I noticed a group of officer toward the end of the highway, I quickly took an U-turn, I would rather take another path, I know all of his friends, they may have visited us a few times, and he forced me to make a meal for all of them.

They are just like him, the biggest mistake I made was mistakenly informing one of his friends about the abuse, I can still feel the pain Sam inflicted on me that day, he hurt me in ways I never imagined, he treated me like I was not the woman he once loved.

Every minute felt like a death griping moment, when we got to the airport; I quickly headed out, I have my passport with me, and we walked into the airport and a breath escaped my lips.

The best place to be would be a city miles away from here, where Sam cannot hurt me, where is friends are not lurking around, I have a couple of job offers in a few cities and I ended up accepting one.

"Emma." I heard a voice from behind, I looked back to see one of Sam'a friend, I felt a wave of adrenaline wash over me, I quickly headed toward the other side, he is going to tell Sam he saw me.

I held Ethan's hand as we walked as fast as I could, when he was no longer in sight, I took in my surroundings, everyone was staring at me, I averted my eyes away from them and I glanced toward the check-in counter.

The woman had a smile on her face.

"I need two tickets to Italy." I smiled, it was far away, and he would never know I am there.

"We don't have any tickets available." She smiled.

"When will it be available?" I asked; I glanced around my surroundings, hoping his friend has not found me.

"Are you okay, miss." The woman asked.

"I'm fine, when can I get a ticket." I asked, I would rather not yell; I was trying to not be rude to her, but I was scared.

"We don't have any tickets available for another week. It all booked out, there is a pharmaceutical convention, I'm sorry." She said.

"Can I have a ticket to any place right now?" I asked.

"We have one to New York." She smiled, and I shake my head.

I can't go back there, I told myself I would never step into the city, especially after everything that happened with Killan, the city reminded me of him, it reminded me of my past, it reminded of who I was before I came here; I came to Chicago for an escape and I ended up hurting myself.

"No, I can't." I whispered, I moved away from her and I headed toward the other side of the room, my eyes were burning with tears, I could not stop the tears that fell upon my cheek, my chest tightened, I felt like the universe is working against me.

I knew I needed to get out of here, it won't be long before Sam's friend calls him, and he is good at manipulating people, he will try to take Ethan away by accusing me of being an addict, everyone would believe him over me.

I felt a wave of goosebumps was over me when I felt Ethan's hand on mine.

"We will be fine, mom." He said and I smiled weakly.

"We have to be." I whispered.

New York holds a lot of secrets of mine, Killan is there, the man I have ever loved, the man that I left at the altar, I have no idea what the future holds for us, but I promised myself that I will never step foot in there, I learned to live with the fact that he will always hate me, and he will never find out why I left.

I couldn't shake off the feeling that my past is coming for me but right now, I need to leave this city, I quickly stood up, and I headed toward the ticket counter, I paid for the ticket, it was a good thing knowing the plane is about to depart.

I glanced around the area when my eyes saw Sam, he was walking into the airport, my heart was beating against my chest as I headed toward the other side, I ran as fast as I could with Ethan.

My hand trembled as I got into the plane, a text message flashed on my phone.

"I know you are on flight 101 to New York and you are not alone." The message read, my eyes scanned around the cabin searching for my unknown sender.

Killan's POV....

"I love you Rachel, and I would like to spend the rest of my life with you." I lied, with a fake smile on my face.

"Say it again; if you can't convince me, how will the media be convinced that we are in love, and you want to marry me." Rachel asked, she was starting to irritate me with her words.

"We have been at it for the last ten minutes Rachel." I said, and she rolled her eyes at me, I am stuck in this because of my mother. I would have never thought of being with her outside of business.

"If you get your expression right, and you do it better, maybe we can all get going." She said in a high-pitched voice.

Tomorrow I would be proposing to Rachel at her favorite restaurant, I have no idea what the restaurant looks like or what the ring seems like, she planned everything the moment my mother went behind my back to arrange this wedding, and she invited every paparazzi and media.

She wants it to be perfect, I don't understand what my parents see in her, she is a gold digger just like every other girl, she comes from very wealthy parents and yet, she prefers spending the wealth of others rather than hers.

I can't believe I am doing this, I am getting married in five months, I would have never agreed to this if I didn't have a choice.

I shook off the thought and I glanced back at her with a frown on my face.

"Do we have to do this, we can just announce the wedding through the media." I said, and a gasp escaped her lips.

"We are not doing that, I have worked hard for this for three months, and we are going to do it right, your mom told me you have a proposal letter somewhere around, we can use that."

"No- but Killan." She said cutting me off when I stopped her.

"I said no Rachel, I can handle all of your madness, but I am not going to read you a letter that I wrote three years ago, and I would rather not hear anything about it, I will be at the restaurant tomorrow and that is it, I don't want to hear any word." I yelled, I felt a wave of anger wash over me.

She had it coming, she thinks she can get everything she wants because she is getting married to me; I have been stuck in my office with her, practicing my proposal vows, I have had enough of it, and I am not going to take it anymore.

"Killan- get out." I yelled, "on a second thought, I would be leaving." I said, I took out my coat and I walked out of the office.

I couldn't believe she would ask me to read her the same proposal letter I wrote for Emma, I hid it somewhere special, I locked up everything that reminded me of her, I told Rachel from the first day my mother signed this deal.

I told her I could never fall in love with her, I will care for her, I will protect her, but I will never be the one she comes to when she is in pain, it saddened me that even after that she wanted to be with me, she wanted to be with a man that would consider her as a second choice.

My heart belonged to one person, Emma, when she left me, she took everything with her, my heart, my happiness, my peace of mind, my heart ached at the thought of her, I quickly shook off the thoughts and I headed into my car, I locked the door.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing, I glanced at the caller, it was my mom, Rachel must have called her, I ignored the call and rested my back on the chair.

My eyes burning with tears at the thought of Emma, what could I have done for her to leave me on the day we were getting married, I stood at the altar for hours, even after everyone left, I did not want to believe that she would do this to me, a part of me knew she just had a reason, but why didn't she speak to me?, I loved and trusted her and she left me on the day we were supposed to be together forever.

I tried to find her, I tried to contact her for a long time, until I stopped, she turned me into a man that can't fall for anyone, she turned me into a man who hated the word love, I wanted to meet her one day, I wanted to punish her hurting me, I wanted her to feel the same pain as I did.

As I was buried in my thoughts, I heard the loud sound coming from outside the car, from my window I could see Rachel yelling at one of the staff. I quickly started the car and before she saw me and I drove away.

I drove through the highway when my car came to a halt in front of a little café. I used to come here with Emma, I bought the café after she left, I didn't want anyone to be there anymore, I headed out of the car and I headed inside the café, it was a little dusty.

I glanced around the room when memories came flooding back to me, we had our first date here because it was the first place I had met her, she was so simple and sweet, she had no idea who I was which even made it better.

I glanced around the glass window when my eyes caught someone standing in the streets, my breath hitches and I headed out of the café, my heart tightened against my chest with the thought of what I was seeing.

No, it can't be possible, she can't be here.