The secretary who became a billionaire's wife

Phoebe's pov

"Let me go, let me go, I'll get you your money" I yelled for the men who were manhandling me to leave me alone but they wouldn't.

Their grip on my arm was so tight that it was hurting me but they didn't care about that.

What was more important to them was taking me to their boss so he could do only God knows what to me.

I didn't ask for this life, I was just unfortunate to have parents who don't care about their children.

The more I try to pull off them the more their fingers pierce through my skin.

"Look girl, I'll advise you to stay calm and don't act funny, or else you'll meet my boss in pieces," one of the hefty men threatened.

Immediately he said that chills ran down my spine, I don't want to die, please God help me, send help for me.

I was supposed to pay the debts this month but my paycheck was delayed.

It was 9:00 at night, these men were dragging me through an alley heading to their boss's place.

My father owed their boss $650,000 from gambling and now he was arrested for smuggling drugs leaving me with my younger ones to care for. I've been trying my best to pay off the debts so that this ruthless man does not hurt my family but it seems he doesn't care.

We made a turn and we were passing the back of a clubhouse, the sound of muffled music playing.

I saw a guy standing there placing his phone on his ear, it was clear he was making a call, I thought this was a chance to call for help, "Sir please help me"

I couldn't navigate who he was because I couldn't see his face properly.

After calling for help he looked up at me, he made a step but it looked like he was calculating his actions at the same time looking at the men who were taking me.

The men who were carrying me didn't pay attention to what was happening.

I yelled again, "Sir please don't let them take me, I don't know what they'll do to me please" I cried out this time with a very loud voice.

"Hey" the man shouted, and the men who were carrying me dropped me on the floor with force. I winced from the pain I felt from my butt bone.

"Who are you?" The men asked with boldness, tightening their fists as though they were preparing for a fight.

"If I show you my face you'll regret questioning me, hand over the girl, and save yourself punishment" " the man said from the dark, his voice commanding yet bold.

"Who the fuck are you?" The men carrying me asked, their voices were firm yet curious and laced with fear in their tone.

"I AM…" He stepped out of the darkness, "THE BOSS OF YOUR BOSS" The man said in a bold tone.

Immediately the men saw him and they took steps backwards.

"Oh my God, it's him?" my jaw dropped.

"We are sorry boss, this girl's father owes my boss a huge amount of money and he asked us to bring her," They replied, their voice shaking.

"And how is that any of my business? Did you hear yourself? Her father owes you not her, it might interest you to find out you are fucking with my girlfriend" He lied.

"What? Your girlfriend?" They were unable to believe what they just heard.

"You'll know more if you lay hands on her again," He said, taking steps closer.

"No boss", The men said, gesturing for him to calm down, as one tapped the other and they left the place.

Before now I hated this guy because I got involved with him at a party I went to with Lily, and this guy fucks like the devil, I've not had such fuck for almost a decade and the last thing I want is to have feelings for someone who doesn't feel the same with me.

He didn't even know when I left in the morning, I didn't know he was so rich that night he looked simple and collected but from the look of things now he looks more than that to me, why did he say I'm his girlfriend? Did he mean it?

I got up from the floor feeling flushed, no one had called me their girlfriend in a while. Except Jake, my baby brother. I keep my siblings a secret from people so they don't get to pay for my parents' crimes like I'm doing now.

I walk towards him unsteady in my footsteps as I approach him, "Thank you" I muttered trying to put behind me the fact that I hated him, before now I wouldn't do this for him if he were in my position.

As I met him, the first thing that welcomed me was his aesthetic eyes as that of an innocent child, "Can I hug you?" I asked shyly.

"Of course, if you want," he shrugged with a smirk.

I closed my eyes as I leaned forward to hug him, his familiar cologne interrupted the peace that was trying to settle in my stomach.

"It is him, it's really him," I said to myself.

The hug was brief as I pulled out, yes I am shameless, I hugged someone I claimed to hate gracefully.

"I thought I'd never see you again," He cuts me off my train of thought.

"Yeah, me also" Genuinely I never wanted to see him again, not in this condition when I look helpless.

"Do you mind coming in?" He asked.

"If it's okay for me to come in," I say, chuckling nervously, my mind races back to the first night I met him, he sounded so casual and before I knew it I was in his bed and we had an unforgettable moment, the devil made his dick.

Just then the door clicks open and I see a couple of men in suits with black shades coming out from the back door.