Entrapped With My Ex's Ruthless Uncle

Adrienne's POV

I was scrolling through the TV channels when I came across the news of one of my step-brothers being arrested for murdering an employee who threatened to spill the dirty work they engaged in underneath their business career. My munching sound slowed down as my stomach grumbled in extreme disgust. Why the hell do I have to see his face now?

I angrily tossed the remote at the television. Even though I had intentionally thrown it, I held my breath in fear that the screen might smash. I nervously tiptoed to the electronic device, rubbed the spot the remote had hit, and exhaled in relief "I'm glad you endured such pain" I grinned at the television and glared at the remote. I groan in discomfort to pick it up before moving to place it on the center table.

I shook my head, picked up my leftover chips, and strolled out of the living room to get ready for my night shift. The life of the wealthy people isn't the type I admired when I was growing up, because I figured out how much they are trapped in darkness and readiness to stabilize their status no matter the means. That dark world that had finished off my mother and had got all her fortune snatched from her.

I could have been massacred together with her twelve years ago, but I had escaped with the aid of a stranger. Watching my mother get slaughtered was the most traumatic occurrence I had ever experienced, and thankfully, after many years of trying to overcome my past, I was beginning to flourish after meeting the love of my life, Jeffery.

We have been dating for over three years. Like a rose that had weathered many storms, our bond had only grown stronger with time. He has been able to secure a decent job, and we have planned our future. Even though he had struggled financially for some time, he vehemently refused my suggestion for him to go back to his family for assistance. He made sure he survived his hard times alone with a bit of my aid, and that made me more proud of him. I wouldn't sleep a day without daydreaming about how we would take care of our kids while guiding them with good parental advice.

I shrugged my confection thoughts with a pleased smile, and neatly folded my scrub-suit uniform inside my bag. I stroll to my drawer to take a few dollars after a mind analysis of my budgets for the week. The vibrating of my phone jerked me out of my thoughts and Immediately, an abnormal cold ran down my spine.

Odd.

I instantly had a gut feeling about that particular message which I made sure I didn't check until I was inside the commercial bus on my way to work.

Immediately I got onto the bus, I settled and clicked on the message from a private number "My dear Layla, after so many years of hiding and living the life you wished for, you ought to come back to where you belong. I bet you thought we didn't know where you've been hiding all these years. Once you get down from that bus, meet up with me at the coffee shop opposite your hospital. I am sure that you don't want people close to you to be involved in your complicated life"

That simple message was enough to make my legs flutter in fear. I painfully bite my lips until they spill blood. I let it go when I began to feel difficulty in breathing. All at once, tiny pieces of my wretched past flash through my senses. I tightly grasped my bag to my chest as my eyes itched with tears. My lips were quivering terribly and my body felt as sunken as a drum with no skin.

What do they want again? I have lived the most years of my life on the run. They want me to be stained with blood. How did they find me? Why at this point when I believed I was halfway through accomplishing my dream life? I could visualize their smirk and devilish gaze as I reread the message hoping this was a nightmare.

It took the driver to scream like a maniac for me to discover that everyone had alighted from the bus. I was late for work already, but I didn't care because my life was on the brink of getting disgruntled again.

As I descended from the bus, I shut my eyes from making contact with the coffee shop. Immediately I attempted to raise my leg to cross, my phone vibrated with a warning message "Don't fucking dare!"

I reluctantly veered around with sweats plopping out of my skin nonstop. I mustered a little courage and tried my best to reassure myself of the fact that the space was huddled with cops. I was not convinced that the officers could stop them, but comforting myself with that was the only option.

It wasn't hard to spot one of the bastards at the right corner of the coffee shop. I tried my best to look fearless, but my dread overshadowed me physically as I convulsed while trying to sit.

I was hoping it wasn't one of them.

Draco gradually lifted his head and honed his sinister eyes at me. "Long time, no see, my dear sister" he cracked up at my frozen self. "Damn, it must have been so tough to tour the whole country for thirteen years just to disguise. Let's cut the intro short, Drake was charged with murder" he began and leaned back on the soft chair "You are the only one left to attest to a contract that would save him" he groaned and irritatingly licked his jagged lips.

"What is the contract about?" I raised my brows in a query.

Draco scoffed and positioned his intertwined hands on the table. "Since when do you think you can question me? You are still the ten years old weak Layla" he groans and licks his lips again.

"My name is Adrienne!" I bang my quivering hands on the table. "I would rather die than follow you back to the Island or sign any filthy contract. You think I am clueless that you guys have a hand in the dea..th of my mot..her?" I shrieked and choked on my words.

The customers in the shop were now weirdly staring at us. I walked out of the sitting set in an attempt to get out, but he muttered in a tone that sounded like someone trying hard to suppress his outrage "Is his name, Jeffery? The one you got glued to for the past three years?"

"You wouldn't dare to touch him because his family might be the most influential one in the whole of the country" I fired back while trying hard not to collapse in perturbation. I was forcing myself to speak.

"His influential family or his influential Uncle? In case you don't know, that man you love with all your heart has been plotting with us on how to take his uncle down. Tsk tsk, I was mistaken to think your senses could be easily doubtful of someone. You don't want to dare me, Layla. Get into the car that will be packed at the front of your house tomorrow morning" he declared in a tone of finality and walked out of the café.

Uncle? Jeffery only mentioned that his family was once affluent. I deduced that Draco was making up things to make me fall into his trap.

I ran out of the coffee shop towards my workplace with the strength left in me. My disrupted condition got diverted as I concentrated on the scene at the entrance of the hospital. Several enormous men in black were scattered around with the clinic securities alerting the people that the hospital was shut down for the night.

What the hell? A public hospital?

I scurried forward to the entrance, but I got shoved away by one of the black-clothed men. "I am one of the nurses in the hospital" I muttered weakly.

"I might not be familiar with the environment, but I swear that the occupation you claim to possess does wear a uniform.." he snorted and roughly pushed me away when I made an effort to walk inside again. I gave up as I was not also in the mood to work.

I stepped out of the terrace feeling depressed and dejected. I heard a faint groan of two ladies murmuring about a famous businessman being rushed into the hospital, and that had been the reason it was shut down. I stretched my ear only to hear her mention Gideon Magnus.

I hissed in disbelief.

Jeffery made me hate that man beyond imagination even though I know nothing about their relationship. Besides my unwarranted loath for Mr. Gideon, I doubt if such an affluent and wealthy figure would step foot in this part of the country.

I exhaled in fatigue as I wandered the street.

My home and that of my man was not safe at the moment. I assumed the best option was to inform Jeffery about the situation as I reckoned he would come up with a suitable decision. I called his number thrice, but it was unreachable before I ventured on a trip to his house. It was a few meters away from my house, but he resided in an estate.

I lifted my shaky hand to knock on his door, but it opened after a slight push. It was unusual for him to leave his door unfurled. He is an extremely private person to the extent that he wouldn't tell me his entrance password nor feel comfortable talking about his parents as he claimed them to be deceased. I pushed my head inside out of fear that someone, or probably my step-brother might have mishandled him.

Instead, my eyes came in contact with a woman's underwear scattered on the floor. My pulse accelerated abnormally when I began to hear strange voices that sounded like moans.

Outstandingly bizarre.

I straightened my posture and sought the sound that led me to the kitchen. I wasn't shaken by the nude back of a familiar man facing the kitchen slab as he shoved to and fro until Jeffery turned his head, making me identify the lady underneath him as his assistant. They were sweating profusely like someone who had been in the act for a long time. And even as he was still staring at me, he continued plunging hard into her womanhood as he clasped her breast against the kitchen slab.

I blink my eyes thrice before my system permits my blood transfusion to terminate.

Adrienne's POV

I held the knob of the kitchen door to stable my posture as I staggered backward. My heart felt like it was ripped and stomped on a million times as realization hit me hard. All parts of my body were trembling as I desperately wished this was a nightmare. It has never crossed my mind that he would cheat on me with another woman. His assistant?!

"Fuck..." Jeffery cussed and forced the lady away from him to rush towards me. "It's not what you think it is" he denied and licked his lips as the lady picked a kitchen towel to cover her body.

I conceded at that moment that my supposed boyfriend had never craved or stared at me with such extreme sexual appetites.

"I swear... it was...temptation. I would never do something so absurd to the first person who had loved me genuinely. You see...I know the weight of what I did, which is the reason I am naked while on my knees" he apologized in a tone that sounded like mockery. He forced a knee on the tiled kitchen floor and held my hand in his.

"Temptation?" the assistant chortles as she walks to us. Her breasts were barely covered as they dangled sideways. She halted her step, wipe the sweat on her forehead with her palm and stare at Jeffery seductively "It must have been the same temptation that made you continue to fuck me on steady for the past two years," She grinned in fulfillment at the pale appearance that washed my face. This same woman who had suggested a mall to purchase my wedding dress once he proposed. She was the same person that told me not to be worried about his anonymous background and I had listened since my family was also problematic.

"Say something," Jeffery urged in irritation. "It's not like you can do without me when your siblings are out on the hunt for you" he taunted while the lady laughed.

I folded my fist in fury, and out of bridled rage, my violent side surpassed my conflicted emotion. With tears in my eyes, I pulled my heel and hit the stiletto on his head. He winced in pain and tried to defend himself, but I pushed him backward with the strength I could conjure. I intended to inflict the same pain he made me feel on him. I pinned him to the ground while giving him the beating of his life and at the same time, I intentionally placed my left knee on his naked manhood which made him scream out in discomfort and agony.

I was trembling as I screamed with uncontrollable tears oozing out of my eyes. The pain was so excruciating that I felt like dying was better. I was doing this with the thought of diverting my emotions.

The moment the assistant acknowledged how aggrieved I was, she made an effort to escape. I stretched my leg out which resulted in her tumbling on the tiled floor. Feeling satisfied for defending myself in such an agonizing situation, I dashed out of the house as the betrayal felt like a knife piercing the sensitive part of my skin. The pain was all-consuming. It was so intense that it felt like a physical ache. I could barely breathe. Even so, I knew I was holding myself from not breaking down. If I should lose guard and make my situation affect me mentally, I might be captured or fall into a miserable condition with my devilish stepbrothers.

Right now, I am desperate for refuge. It occurred to me that the battle had to be fought by myself. With a shivering hand, I opened the estate gate and ran to the main road. I stopped a taxi that I directed to the hospital because that was the only place I could hide. Coincidentally, when I disembarked from the taxi, the chief nursing officer called me on my phone. I cracked my voice, wiped my wet cheek with the back of my hand, and hurried towards the entrance of the hospital.

"Consider yourself fired!!!" She barked as usual.

My crazy self desperately wanted to say my boyfriend cheated on me and I needed a break, but I had nowhere to conceal myself as I felt I was being monitored. "I have been at the gate before the night shift commenced, but this black-uniformed security won't allow me inside," I whined in silent sobs.

"Put on your damn uniform!" She cussed, making me realize how immediate the situation was. "There are more emergency patients than regular ones even though the hospital has been closed. Move to the VIP section this instant!" She yelled and cut the phone before I could reply.

I dropped my bag on the ground and yanked my scrub-suit out. My chips fell out of the bag but I ignored it and pleaded for an entrance which was granted instantly. I then acknowledged that I wasn't willing to work which had made me not bother to wear my uniform the first time I was here.

I rushed into the VIP emergency department. The supposed patient had been stabilized and was ready to be transferred to the operating room. I lingered outside to join them when I realized the number of top nurses and doctors for just one person. I suddenly felt a surge of hatred for the fellow whose face wasn't that visible to me.

Truly, everyone was busy when I was coming in, but it suddenly didn't look so. This particular person must be beyond powerful for such absurd treatment to be bestowed on him. A minor mistake while treating him might result in any of the medical staff getting fired.

Thankfully, the surgery was successful, and the individual was transferred back into the recovery room. I was assigned to the room with another nurse who is my junior. We were to linger around him to report any progress in his health. Assigning a Nurse to night watch over a patient has never come to pass since I began to work here.

I desperately wanted to decline the task of scanning a patient who was asleep because I yearned to work to keep my mind off my devastating situation. I walked to the other side of the room and stared at the busy night of the city through the window since we were on the third floor.

Everything that happened today replayed in my head making my eyes itch terribly. I allowed the tears to flow freely like a river of sorrow. My body heaved with each sob as if my lungs were collapsing under the weight of anguish. I disregarded the presence of the Nurse and fell on the floor. I was unable to hold it in as the night seemed so closed in around me like a suffocating cocoon of darkness and despair.

How could he cheat on me after all those promises? Why? Was I not enough? How do I escape tomorrow morning when the one I thought I could rely on only saw me as time pass? What's more cruel than this? How did he even know I was being hunted? I continued to whimper in silence for hours until a Doctor quietly opened the door. I hurriedly stood up and wiped my face like nothing was wrong, but I got more startled when I took notice that the patient chuckled in ridicule.

What? Was he awake all this while?!

I have been lamenting loudly all this while?!

"Mr Gideon?" The Doctor trembled and rushed towards the patient who raised his hand for him to cease coming closer. I gulp nervously as I gaze at them with bloodshot and blurry eyes. I was prepared to be blasted for neglecting my duty the moment the Doctor summoned me out with his eyes demonstration.

"You can take the other woman instead. The presence of no one is needed until morning," Gideon commanded weakly and stared at me amusingly.

"Yes, sir," The Doctor replied.

Immediately the door shut indicating that they were gone, I anxiously gaped at the patient with full attention. My eyes widened in horror to see that he was truly Gideon Magnus! The man my ex considered as the most ruthless of his gender. Jeffery was jealous of Gideon for being the most famous, wealthy and crushed on Bachelor even at his age.

Why did this famous fellow want me alone in his ward?

"I need a massage" he grunted and strained his eyes to my direction while I shook my head in refusal.

"It's not my job, sir... I would get the Doctor to assign someone" I surged towards the entrance. I ceased my step the moment I heard his thick voice grumble in annoyance.

"It was your fault that I couldn't get a decent rest. I want the massage now" he persisted and I turned to him without giving a damn about his status.

I was too broken to care.

"A massage after undergoing an operation? Free me from some bullshit! You can't just request for anything just because the world trembles at your feet." I yelled and hissed in irritation.

"Why are you transferring the aggression to me instead of your cheating boyfriend?" he muttered in an innocent tone that made my mood melt in regret for raising my voice. I curl in embarrassment. I had no idea that I had been muttering my words loudly and God save me that nurse didn't try to caution me. Gideon heard me lamenting about my cheating partner!

I pulled the rim of my hair in frustration and hurried towards my patient. I reluctantly and carefully settled by his side and then I slowly and gently shoved my hand across his head. He moaned in satisfaction and a strange spark ran across my spine, which caused my nipples to stiffen. It made me feel relieved as I massaged his scalp with tender and soothing strokes. Slowly, I felt the tension in his muscles relax.

At this moment, time was still and all that mattered was that we were both feeling eased of our worries. I suddenly felt a sliver of hope emerge as I thought that perhaps this man could be a blessing in disguise.

"You know...Mr Gideon. I wouldn't in my wildest imagination think of doing such an affectionate thing for you considering how much my boyfriend made me despise you," I heaved an exhausted sigh.

"Ex boyfriend" he shunned.

Oops!

"I would have begged to be your anything as long as those after me would not get to me, but it's so unfortunate to witness you being shot even with all your influence and power. Sex mate? Personal Nurse? Maid? I would desperately want to be for you if I hadn't met you in this situation." I muttered in a sultry and seductive tone.

I felt pathetic.

"I wouldn't have in my wildest imagination believed that there would be a day a petite Nurse who is nothing professional and definitely a simp would casually talk to me" he smirked and I jumped out of bed in dread. His voice was low and husky with a teasing smile.

Why is this man who is known to be the most ruthless of all powerful bachelors frequently smiling at me?

"Did you break up with your boyfriend to become slutty?" he raised his eyebrows at me. "Well...Considering how hard you just made me, I wouldn't mind the sex-mate option, but at the same time, I wouldn't touch a woman who isn't sure of what she wants. I would be outraged if you tremble in fear at the size of my dick when I am ready to thrust into your milky Jane" he groans and licks his lips like someone truly horny. "Just imagine the image of me thrusting my darm hard John in your Jane with my hand on your full boobs as you cutely moan out my name....Fuck" he cussed and gulped with his eyes strained on my breast.

Jane, John?! Like seriously?

I stare at him with a shocked expression. "I'm spee...chless" I stammered and scoffed in surprise at his blunt words. I scan the room to be sure that no one heard him. I was beyond embarrassed.

"Your voice makes me horny" he groans and licks his lips seductively.

"Do you know that you are old enough to be my uncle?" I muttered in disgust even though I had started it.

"I would prefer you call me Daddy when you cum for me" he grinned and my dirty mind tried to imagine how big he is down there since he continues to brag.

"You sound so naive and pretend to be wild. I bet your ex's dick is just an inch" he taunted. "Did he ever make you cum with that tiny thing struggling to fit into your pussy?" he teased further and I hated that I couldn't control the blush that overshadowed my face.

"Mr.Gideon Magnus?!" I yelled and covered my face with my palm.

"Miss Nurse" he called calmly with that soothing voice of his.

I removed my hand from my face, then pulled far away from his side and glared at him in fake annoyance. "Were you really shot?"

Adrienne's POV

"I was only shot, not paralyzed" Gideon grunted and rolled his eyes. My heart skipped funnily as I felt his behaviour cute. My body relaxed as I wondered if it was usual for him to experience this since he said it like it was nothing. Is he not frightened about death?

"You should have gotten your guards on alert all the time when you knew the place was dangerous. Are you not intimidated by getting slaughtered? It must be really hard to be cautious, but I can't conclude. After all, you choose that life for yourself." I pointed out with a pitiful look at him as my eyes sighted the bandaged bruise caused by the bullet on his right arm.

"Oh oh...Why do you sound like those typical overprotective wives? Or you want to be mine?" he beamed with a faint smirk while I looked away in disgust.

"I would rather go back to my ex than do that!" I spat.

Gideon was quiet as his face went blank. The impressed expression vanished from his face as I squinted my eyes to look at him. "Do you love your ex that much?" he finally questions.

"I..."

"Let me see a picture of him?" he urged.

"Why do you think I would show you?" I grimaced.

"I want to know if he is worth it," he insisted.

"No. I am not showing you his picture" I declined. "You know what? Let's quit the conversation about my personal life" I stood up and rubbed my palms nervously as I scanned the clock to check the time.

"It's almost..." I was saying when the acting C.E.O of the hospital strolled in with the other Doctors. I shifted away from Gideon and bowed to the C.E.O. in respect.

"You can leave," The C.E.O dismissed. I sniffed in dread as I walked towards the entrance. I heard the beginning of the conversation when the C.E.O apologises while referring to me as a low-status Nurse.

Really? Just because they see a wealthy man?

Everything weighed on me as the clock on the passage continued to tick. It felt like my moment of living was limited. I vowed to myself not to go back to those devils on the island even if it meant that I would reside in the hospital for the rest of my life. I sighed in distress and wandered out of the space to meet the other Nurses.

They scurried to my side and gaped at me in a confused manner. "Thank goodness you are in one piece! The C.E.O. has threatened us for allowing only you to stay with Mr Magnus! How was he?" Lilia queries and hollered while another colleague positioned her hand on her mouth to hush her words.

"How was he?" Danika asked while the others focused their attention on me.

"He wasn't that ominous. He was presumably lenient because of his ailment." I wave my hand for them to spare me some space to breathe. If only these people knew that I might not be present at work today.

They moved out of the way, but still followed me behind "Not because of his ailment. The junior assigned with you told us that he signaled her to stop when she was trying to caution you from lamenting about your..your.." Lilia stuttered nervously.

"About my cheating boyfriend," I finished her sentence as I felt a pang of hurt and humiliation spread across my chest.

"Yes. Mr. Gideon Magnus had even applauded me for my professionalism. He mentioned that I was the first lady not to tremble at the sight of him. He admires me for that" I tried to divert their attention from my dilemma, but it only got worse.

They all shouted "Wow!" in admiration even though the jealousy on their faces was obvious.

"He was clueless about the fact that you were in dismay for your cheating man and it had got you regaled to be aware of things around you," Danika muttered and others hummed in agreement. She stared at me with a farce expression. It made me wish to bounce on her and rip off her tongue.

"What is going on here?" The C.E.O yelled.

We all scurried away like ants whose nest was disassembled. "Except you, Miss Adrienne. Meet me in my office" he commanded and I froze on the spot.

I slowly composed myself and followed him behind until we got to his office. He instructed me to sit on his guest chair as he settled on his. God knows I have never entered the C.E.O.'s office ever since I got employed in this hospital. My last destination was the assistant manager's office.

"Mr. Gideon Magnus informed me that you told him to hire you as his Nurse" he began, jerking me out of my thoughts.

"Sir," I creased my brows in confusion.

"You don't have to pretend. I have already agreed to his decision, but I just hope you are aware of the fact that you will be at his service anytime he needs you. You will be relocating to another city where he will provide shelter and other necessities for you. Trust me, this is a lifetime opportunity" the old man said without taking a breath.

I was stupefied.

"Sir...I can't. I mean....I didn't..." I tried to let out a word but nothing sensible came out of my mouth.

"His cars are aligned outside and are ready to go. If you notice his health requires intensive care, be confident enough to notify him. You do not want to experience the consequences of an erroneous job. You've proved how competent you are for him to accept you. Also...continue to make us proud" Mr.Gerold continued to appreciate and advise me. He ignored the horrified expression on my face as he urged me to go and join the car driving Mr. Gideon.

Are these people joking? I did not sign any documents that would be evidence that I was assigned to a special task. Another reason for me to dislike the people in power. I got angered as I forced my legs out of the building to move towards the car I was instructed to stride into. I didn't even take anything I owned in the hospital aside from my phone that had been in my scrub-suit front pocket.

I folded my hands and frowned my face immediately after I got into the luxurious car. "Don't drive yet" I glared at the chauffeur who looked at me like I had grown two horns on my forehead. He attempted to start the car when I screamed again, "Stop the car!"