My Devil Billionaire : Give Me Your Heart

"Amanda, I'll take you home." Jeff still tried even though the blue-eyed woman still refused.

"I'm fine, and it's just a mild hangover. I can still drive. Stay here, Jeff. If you leave your birthday party, what about everyone else? They want to have fun with you." Amanda hoped Jeff would understand her wishes.

They stood in the corner of the ballroom. Renting a large room at a famous hotel in the city for his birthday was no hardship, as Jeff was born the only son of a wealthy man and was poised to inherit the family business.

"But-"

"Jeff, calm down. I'll call you when I get home."

The man grunted; he looked disappointed, but there wasn't much he could do. "I have to give in?"

"Of course, I appreciate you. So, stay here. I'm fine." Amanda smiled. She touched Jeff's arm, the smell of alcohol wafting from her lips. "I'm going home now. Have fun."

Amanda left the man and went out the door guarded by two burly men, and Jeff was undoubtedly annoyed. His attempt failed again.

Jeff liked Amanda; she worked for Jeff's father's company as a secretary, but Jeff's every attempt to get close to Amanda showed no signs that the girl was melting because Amanda was always warm towards others. It was no different when Amanda faced Jeff or other men.

"My head feels very dizzy." The woman with the white dress on her body staggered as she approached the elevator. Honestly, Amanda needed a friend to take her to the basement, but everyone was busy partying, so she was reluctant to disturb them.

The elevator doors opened, and Amanda sat down and touched her head as she entered the elevator. She hadn't even noticed that a man in a maroon suit was already standing there.

"Did I drink too much?" Amanda muttered. She stood to the left of the tall man beside her, the woman leaning against the elevator wall. "Very dizzy."

Then, suddenly.

Hoek.

Amanda spewed clear liquid from her mouth and littered the elevator floor.

"Damn! I should have gone to the toilet before entering the elevator. It's a good thing there wasn't any-" She paused after turning her head to the right side and finding another person watching her.

The woman squinted as she endured the nausea in her stomach. She tried to remember anything from the man staring at her without blinking as if sharing signals, and Amanda was busy translating them.

"Do I know you?" asked Amanda, still half-conscious.

The man tilted his head and smiled dismissively. "I was surprised to meet a girl from an arrogant family after years of disappearance."

"You-" Amanda bent down again to spit out the contents of her stomach.

"Your behavior is very detrimental to others, and the cleaning service will get pressure from their superiors because of your bad attitude. Can you think?" The man scoffed again, and he didn't care about the condition of the woman near him.

"Ori, Oriaga Niel. Am I right?" Amanda tried to act normal. She wiped the vomit off the corner of her lips and looked back at the man.

"It's good that you still recognize me. If not, it's probably because you found a man who your family should ostracize."

"Why bring up the past all of a sudden?"

"Because I want to talk about it, Amanda Claire." Oriaga was quite ruthless, his eyeballs becoming wider with rows of eyebrows coming together.

"But, I never insulted you."

"Really? But, you just kept quiet when they did. You never defended me in front of anyone, you remember!" Oriaga was angry.

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Amanda got out and walked away even though the dizziness in her head had not disappeared.

Oriaga had silently let the woman go, but suddenly, his body moved towards Amanda, who had almost reached her car in the basement parking lot.

Oriaga grabbed Amanda's arm before pulling her against the side of a pillar. Amanda's back had to hit the post because Oriaga's pull was quite strong.

"What. What do you want, huh? My head feels dizzy, and I have to go home soon. Get out of the way." Amanda tried to escape, but Oriaga intended to hold the woman back.

"Are you drunk? Did you meet a man in this place? Did you become a bitch and engage in prostitution?" Oriaga accused her without hesitation.

"Oriaga, your words are too mean."

"Really? This is what you deserve."

"Looks like you've changed a lot."

"Of course." Oriaga grinned. "The wheels are turning too fast for me."

Amanda smiled, her head leaning against the pillar. She hated the situation because she couldn't fight the man before her. Getting drunk was the wrong choice, and it had already happened. She should have stomped on Oriaga's feet with the tips of her heels, then run away.

"What business is it of yours if I become a bitch and have sex with anyone. Are you going to get mad?" Amanda laughed. "My whole life is none of your business. We haven't interacted in a long time, and when we do, you say many bad things."

Oriaga paused but kept her grip on Amanda as the woman tried to get her off.

"Let go of me. Do you want to get-"

Hoek.

Once again, things went from bad to worse when Amanda accidentally spewed her guts on Oriaga's maroon suit.

She looked into the man's eyes, looking cold and intimidating.

"I need to go to my car and get tissues to clean your suit." Amanda hoped Oriaga would grant her wish.

However, the man was still silent. He took out his cell phone from his pants pocket and dialed someone.

The direction of his eyes reluctantly turned away from Amanda's face, making a little fear in the woman appear.

Amanda realized that Oriaga was utterly different.

"Open the mansion's gates in the north for me and prepare everything now. I'll stay overnight at that place," Oriaga ordered the person who answered his phone, then put the cell phone back away.

He looked down at the stain on his suit.

Amanda swallowed.

"I-"

"You asked, what do I want from you? Now, I want you." Oriaga pulled the woman in another direction. The situation in the basement parking lot was tranquil; only they were there, but at some angles, the CCTV cameras installed could record the surrounding case.

"What does that mean? What do you mean!" She was losing strength from vomiting so many times, but Oriaga was brilliant to seize the moment.

"I want you. Still not clear?" He forced the woman into the car and buckled her seatbelt, then looked down in front of Amanda's face. "If you are a bitch, this is your job. I can pay you as much as you want."

Fear was getting the better of Amanda. "Oriaga-"

"Shut up." Oriaga closed the door and sat behind the wheel. "If you keep trying, I will drop you on the highway when the car speeds up. Do you want that?"

"YOU'RE CRAZY!!!"

"Thank you for realizing it."

The car moved out of the basement. The situation locked in Amanda. She touched her dizzy head without being able to rebel or escape, and Oriaga smiled meaningfully as if seeing victory in sight.

***

This luxurious mansion in the northern corner of the city is one of the best mansions with a view of nature that is a feast for the eyes. Standing on the edge of a cliff and looking out at the blue ocean or walking along the coastline, waiting for the sun to set in the evening, is the highlight.

Oriaga Niel has owned the three-story mansion for the past three years, but she rarely visits the estate in the north if she doesn't need peace.

After an hour and a half of Oriaga driving his car alone without a personal driver or bodyguard, he had called someone. He ordered them to delete the CCTV footage of the area around the elevator and basement at the time the man had mentioned.

Oriaga did not want to look like a 'perpetrator' if Amanda had lost the effects of her hangover. Oriaga realized that his current actions could cause problems that disrupted his business.

While the woman didn't say much, Amanda was trapped by a problematic situation. She had intended to call her family, but Oriaga's hand quickly snatched Amanda's cell phone before throwing it on the back seat.

"You crazy man!"

"You just realized that?" Oriaga was getting more and more arrogant. He felt in charge of everything that was happening now.

The guards immediately opened the main gate after hearing the sound of car horns from a distance. The mansion was far from the highway, so the guards always easily guessed who could come to this place besides the workers.

"Welcome to the mansion, Mr. Oriaga." The stocky man in his gray uniform briefly bowed as Oriaga slowed down the car and opened the left mirror.

"Thank you."

"You brought someone?"

Oriaga stared at Amanda momentarily, the woman leaning her head against the side of the glass without a care in the world.

"Yes, my beloved."

"Ah. Okay."

The car drove faster down the 500-meter-long single road to the mansion's spacious courtyard.

As the car stopped in the courtyard, another guard appeared and ran to open the car door.

"Welcome to the mansion, Mr. Oriaga."

"Yes. Thank you very much." The man went out, turned, and opened the right side door before carrying Amanda's limp body.

The guard was surprised to see a strange woman there, but he tried to act normal in front of his employer as he smiled warmly.

Without interacting again, Oriaga walked towards the main door, greeted by several female servants who took care of the mansion. Their expressions were almost the same: shocked and silent.

"He has never brought a woman to this place."

"Really? So, this is the first time?"

"Yeah. Quite a shock, but whatever, get back to work."

Some servers had talked about Oriaga after the man had walked a short distance to a glass elevator. They could see how gently Oriaga treated his woman in front of many people.

There were many rooms in the mansion, and Oriaga was free to occupy all of them, including the primary suite, the most spacious and luxurious room among the others.

The man carried Amanda into the main room, laying her weak body down as she regained consciousness.

"You. What are you doing?" Amanda's hands clutched Oriaga's maroon shirt when she almost stood up. While her body was lying on the spacious bed, a strange scent caught Amanda's attention, and she looked around. She was surprised to realize she was somewhere else. "Where, where am I? What are you doing!"

Although weak, the woman still showed an annoyed expression, and Oriaga stuck to her position, bent over with Amanda underneath her.

Oriaga smiled, then grinned.

"You're still asking questions? Are you pretending to be stupid or something, huh?"

"Oriaga."

"Amanda Claire Griscouv, you will like this situation. As a bitch, you should understand." She pulled Amanda's grip loose, then pressed the woman's hands beside her head while Oriaga moved up on all fours on top of Amanda's body.

"I'm not a bitch."

"Really?" Oriaga smiled dismissively. "You've admitted it."

"Let go of me, let me go. There was never any problem between us all those years ago; you even just left, and then it's like this? What did I do wrong?"

"It's strange that a lady of the Griscouv Family doesn't understand the resentment I've harbored all these years."

"We have problems, so just get on with your life, Oriaga. Let me go home."

"Moving on? I'm doing it, you know. But I must admit that it's hard to forget the hurt and grow up with me. You wouldn't understand."

"What, if it's all about your disappointment, let's talk about it nicely, not like this."

Oriaga snorted. She brought her lips close to Amanda's ear, letting the sigh of the man's breath become something terrifying when it touched Amanda's neck and ear.

"Okay. Let's talk nicely afterward because right now, I want to play with a bitch, a slut who was once my best friend. Should give a big tip after the game, right?"

"Oriaga."

The man looked at her, their faces very close. He saw Amanda's eyeballs start to glaze over. She was crying silently, in absolute fear.

"Please, let go, me."

Oriaga's expression became sad; he watched Amanda's crying face, caressing her face as if pitying the woman. However, the following situation made the woman glare when Oriaga got her lips, kissing Amanda passionately without pause.

It all happened so fast that Oriaga had time to lift his body to take off his suit and shirt before kissing Amanda again.

No matter how the woman felt, Oriaga just wanted to do it, acting as he pleased as if to dissolve all the long pent-up anger.

Amanda couldn't stop crying, and it hurt inside and out when others continued to hurt her as she begged them to stop.

"Please stop, don't hurt me." Amanda continued to plead as her lips were freed from Oriaga's kiss. However, there was no consideration to stop. Oriaga went further and further, taking off everything, their clothes, even if it meant tearing Amanda's dress.

On some parts of Oriaga's back, there are scratches from Amanda's nails, but it doesn't change the situation because Oriaga is enjoying it too much. She is pretty absorbed despite being a form of torture for Amanda.

Until one harsh and forceful thrust, Oriaga watched Amanda almost die. The woman took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds as she stared at Oriaga vengefully while enduring the pain.

In situations like this, the effects of alcohol disappear entirely. Amanda should have sipped more if she knew Oriaga's madness was coming.

"Do you want to kill me?" Amanda asked, along with the pain that kept hitting her. She whimpered and moaned. The woman's life seemed to be almost taken away. "You have no compassion for me?"

"Why are you lying?" Oriaga realized something. "I've already done it, so let what's happening now flow to the end."

"Bastard."

"The bastard who controls you."

Amanda screamed as much as she could, but Oriaga smiled and caressed her face.

"Scream until you run out of strength because your voice won't leave this room. Try to do it, Amanda."

"YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE, ORIAGA!!!"

Amanda's consciousness was lost after screaming. The woman no longer made a sound and provoked panic in Oriaga's face.

***

"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."

***

"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."

***