TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE

Who did this to you?

Back at her workplace, Freya wasn't having it easy. Even though she was in a high position, she was taken like rag at the Parker's corporation.

This has been going on for quite a while and she had been scared of telling Lucas about it as the had threatened her.

Her soul burned with overflowing passion for the job but it was now a thorn in her flesh. However, due to the contract she signed, she couldn't resign just yet.

Today's case was different. It felt like she was tired and not ready to be bullied anymore.

Her eyes were fixed on her laptop screen, smiling at her amazing husband with a fearless and commanding aura that was felt by all and sundry present at the event when Donald barged in.

Fear enveloped her as the door dashed open forcefully.

“I want water on my table right now, Freya…”

Some sort of energy flowed in her veins and she rolled her eyes at him.

“Why did you barge into my office without knocking?” She fired back at him. “What do you think you are? What do you take me for?”

His eyes shone in disbelief. Her heart raced in fury. A stern look took over her beautiful smile. A cold smirk tugged across the corners of his lips as he walked up to her slowly, his poised eyes fixed on her.

“What did you say?”

“I said…”

His hand crashed into her face and sent her of her chair to the ground. Her body thud hard against the tile floor as she held her cheek, her hands trembling. Her heart thumped against her rib cage, painful sensations ran down her spine as guilt and regret consumed her. Slowly, drops of tears escaped her eyelids as he approached her.

“Is it because you were watching your little husband that you had the guts to talk back at me…”

He caught again with another hard slap on the other side of her cheek.

Her scream echoed across the room and in anger, she dashed her foot against his chest.

Pain shot out on his skin like a sudden volcanic eruption but that wasn't enough to bring him down.

Her eyes burned with fear and rage as he speedily approached her. Her feet struggling against the floor as she tried to roll away but he caught her leg and slammed it into the table.

“Please, stop… I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you say…”

He still didn't listen yet. He jammed his boot into her pale skin. As if it wasn't enough, he sat on top her, slamming her cheeks with heavy blows and dirty slaps. Tears overflowed her eyes and she regretted why she even challenged him in the first place.

Finally, he raised her up by the folded hem of her shirt which he has cupped into his hand back to her feet and threw her on the table.

“Now you listen to me carefully…”

Her body shook with fear. She was fidgeting and gnashing her teeth with overflowing tears streaming from her eyes. Her body was covered in bruises, sadly, she couldn't do anything about it here alone. No one would help her. They all hated her, that's what she was trying to tell Lucas but she felt like it would destroy his mood and he might even call off his big day because of her.

She nodded her head rapidly in affirmation of his commanding voice.

“Yes…”

He leaned in closer and spoke directly into her ears, the tickles of his angry voice seeped into her skin.

“You're nothing. Whenever I talk to you, you dare not challenge me or else… it'll be worse than today's own.”

Her body thud against the hard table as the tears and sobs followed.

His feet echoed across the room and the door creaked open.

“I need my water…”

All she could do was cry. Se was no match for him. Just look at her body now, all bruised up. If Lucas sees her this way, he's dead.

“Why didn't I just tell him? Why didn't I just quit this job? What is wrong with me?” She cried, the pain overwhelming her soul.

Thereafter, she got up and hurriedly sent the water to his table.

All through the day, she was used as maid at the Parker's corporation, running silly errands for all the staffs while they laughed at her.

“Get me some juice… get me this, get me that…”

On one of the occasions, James, a fellow worker poured the coffee he asked for on her dress, blaming her that it was cold and must go get another one, not considering the distance she had to walk beautiful their coffee machine was broken.

Nevertheless, she did as she was told, trying her best to avoid another round of beating.

Hate burned in her veins. That was all she wanted, to see them beaten or worse. She wanted to watch how they beg for mercy at her feet, that was all her mind played.

Time even slowed down more today for her. All she wished was to see them all beaten to pulp and left crawling with broken bones… she knew he could do, she had witnessed it first hand, that's why she smiled at the fact that they had just messed with his pride–her.

Lucas on the hand was back home and had already freshened up, warming up for tonight's dance. In fact, the joy that ran through his veins was uncontrollable and it drove him to make a nice dinner for the night's celebration.

Slowly and endlessly, he tapped his feet against the cold tiled floor, keeping tabs on his watch every passing second.

Since she wa taking long, he decided to feed his eyes and watch how he fated again at today's event.

His face beamed with smile. His heart sang with joy and spread out the warmth all around his body. His glowing eyes fixed on himself, chuckling at intervals at the little jokes he made while on stage.

While he was smiling, the door creaked open softly. He had expected to see his beautiful and darling Freya, but what he saw shook him.

This wasn't Freya, no, it can't be…

“What happened to you?! Who did this to you?!”