THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 5: SO DO I

Henry backward away in fear after his protections bailed on him.

He pulled out a switch Blade from his jacket and pointed it at Carl with hands trembling in fear.

"Don't.. don't come near me or I'll kill you.." His voice cracked. He swung the Blade unskillfully, to threaten Carl into retreat but Carl didn't stop, advancing towards him till his back hit the Car.

"I said get the fuck away from me!!" Henry screamed louder, saliva flying from his mouth. His voice was a mix of desperation and fear.

Seeing that Carl refused to stop, he swung the Blade at him. Carl caught his wrist mid-swing and knocked the blade from his grip. The metal clattered on the tarmac.

Carl's finger clamped around his neck like vice, he lifted him Cleanly from the ground with one hand without even breathing hard.

Henry's airflow cut off immediately from his throat.

His eyes widened in horror as breathing became difficult. His legs flailed in the air in a desperate attempt to break free from his grip. He gripped Carl's hand, struggling to break the lock but Carl's grip was iron.

"Please.. please..I'm...losing..." His voice cracked, breathless.

Carl looked up at him with cold and empty eyes that sent shivers down Henry's spine. It was like looking at death in the face.

The he said with a low, unhurried voice.

"If you ever dare to lay your hands on her again," Carl's voice was low, ripped off every emotion but threat. "I'll have you killed and I'll do that painfully."

"I won't...I.. please.." Henry's croaked, his face reddening with pain.

Carl flung him to the side. He crumbled to the floor on his knee, coughing hard as his throat was free again. He took in oxygen into his lung in rush and greedily.

"He's a fucking monster!" He scrambled to his car. He turned before entering the car, pointing a trembling hand at Carl.

He spat angrily.

"You don't know who you just messed with! I am the heir of the Vernovas family. My family has connections and power that would bury you. I'm coming back for you idiot!" He jumped into the car. The door slammed shut behind him. He peeled out of the place.

Carl turned away from him without even glancing back to look at him, walking towards Cassandra who was still pinned in place, shocked by everything she'd just witnessed.

Carl took out the neatly folded cheque and shoved it into her palm.

"You're generous, woman, but I don't need your money." He said casually like he just rejected a crumpled paper. "You don't want to see me again, so do I. The first encounter you almost tear me apart on that bed. Who knows what will happen if we cross paths again. Maybe you'll eat me raw." He said with a playful glint in his eyes. He turned and walked away from her.

Surprisingly, Cassandra wasn't angry unlike the other time Carl teased her with their inadvertent intimacy.

She still didn't move, staring at his receding silhouette, a strange feeling of emptiness and insecurity crashing through her. Carl's presence gave her the protection she never knew she had, but seeing him walk left her completely exposed.

When she snapped out of the shock, Carl was gone, leaving back the cheque that most people would have jumped at and a memory that she might never forget.

A faint rare smile tugged at the corner of the cold CEO.

"He's different." She admitted under her breath. "I hope we meet again, Carl. But maybe not like this." She finally stopped a taxi and stepped into the backseat, the taxi pulled away from the place.