Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

The fear was rapidly rising to my throat and my eyes prickled with tears. "Lucas, stop this now," o cried, my voice quivering.

He said nothing, just watched on with an aloof expression on his face.

I cleared my throat and swallowed. Perhaps if I told him why I was here, he would come back to his senses.

"Lucas, look, listen, I came all the way here to find you because I needed to tell you that I..."

My explanation as to why I was in Italy and the news that we had a child suddenly became incoherent muffles as a cloth a hand clamped down on my mouth then without warning, I was gagged. Then one of them threw me over his shoulder.

Despite it all, I still squirmed on their shoulders and tried to communicate with Lucas but they were all muffled words.

At some point, all of them, including Lucas, laughed at my attempt to speak.

Luigi and I were taken to a car that came to park beside us. I was tied to the backseat and a resigned Luigi was by my side.

I felt a little pang of guilt as I thought that I was steh reason why Luigi was also tied with me. I probably just made Lucas lose his trust in Luigi just because he met with me.

Lucas didn't get in the car that we were taken to. As the car ride started, I tried to make some noise and attract some attention but Luigi just sighed beside me, when I looked at him, he had his eyes on me.

There were a lot of undecipherable emotions in his eyes and I could tell that he had a lot to say but there was so little talking that a gagged person could do so he settled to nodding his head. 'Don't,' was swhat I could read in his eyes when he shook his head.

I decided to relax. The car started and we spent the entire night on the road, bound and placed in uncomfortable positions. Even Aiden wouldn't believe me if I said I was fine but I didn't need to because no one asked me anything.

At some point during the ride, I remember falling asleep with a heavy heart. I had no idea what would be my fate and if I was ever going to be able to go back home to see my son. I had slept off thinking about it.

Finally, the car rolled to a stop. I looked outside and saw that we were in the middle of nowhere...the middle of a bewilderness. The place looked like it was last used during the time of dinosaurs.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

As they pushed us, we walked wobbling into the forest. I knew I wasn't walking, I was too weak that I was dragging my feet on the floor as we traipsed into the forest.

We were abandoned beside a big oak tree that stood in the middle of the forest.

I tiredly raised my head when I saw a foot clad in a shoe stopped before us. It was Lucas.

He waved his hand, an indication for his two men standing around to leave. "Turn on some music, no eavesdropping," he ordered menacingly, his eyes narrowing, "or else..."

The two men scowled at Luigi and I before walking off into the direction we had been dragged from.

Almost immediately, the sound of booming music thrummed through the forest.

I eyed Luigi as he stepped forward and undid the gag of both of our mouths, she avoided my eyes when he removed mine. I was shocked when he brought out a gun and pointed it at Luigi. Then he coldly ordered, "Now, you can tell her."

"Tell me what?" I wondered aloud, looking from Luigi to Lucas but I got no response. "What... what are you talking about?" I stuttered as I tried to contain my confusion.

Luigi still had his head hung down, his gaze intently on his bonded hands.

His shoulders sagged as he sighed. "Sydney," he started, "I... I'm really sorry. All of it was dupery," he raised his gaze and bore it into me, his eyes filled with apology. "It was all a scam to seize GT Group." Well, he already told me that but what other part was a scam?

Luigi continued, "The real Lucas has been dead for a long time. The current Lucas is Dylan. We planned it all and approached you in order to use you to deceive Mark and Doris so that we could get our hands on GT Group wealth. The plan failed so we had to leave."

What the fucking fudging hell!

I could as well be listening to a documentary on someone else's life because what nonsense was Luigi spewing out?

My gaze impatiently flew from Lucas to Luigi until I started to feel really dizzy from the action. "Is... is what you're saying true?"

Lucas or was it Dylan, who looked so much like Dylan answered her questions contemptuously, "It is absolutely true, love."