The Billionaire Daddies
44. Family Affairs

Family is blood Blood gets tainted

- Jacqueline

The last couple of days I've been meeting Remy, and in those couple of days, I couldn't shake the feeling of being followed. It was a mistake on my side when I didn't tell the guys, though I knew that I should. In my defense, I didn't do so because I was too excited to see Remy and do our new thing.

That turned out to be my biggest mistake yet, a very bad one. The first mistake was getting back in touch with my mother.

Months back after the twins managed to somehow make my dad stop his effort in marrying me off to our socialite neighbor, Clement, I rekindle my relationship with my mom. We would spend minutes to hours talking on the phone, a couple of times a week. And by doing so I trusted my mom. Again, mistake number one.

Mistake number two was letting her get to meet me and convince me that it was supposed to be a quick meet that I didn't have to tell the brothers.

Mistake number three was letting Remy come with me, this one was my stupidest one yet. I shouldn't have let Remy come and meet my mom. But I did trust her, I thought my luck was changing. You know... I had great men, Remy as my bestie and business partner, and I have plans for my future. On top of it all, my mom and I were getting along so well, or so I thought.

So there we were, back to mistake number three. I didn't even know how many hours had passed, but I felt an evening chill creeping through my bones. And the damp wooden smell mixed with the floral detergent scent of the cool sheets under me was too familiar, my head couldn't stop thinking how the hell did mom get me back to the family chateau.

"Jacques, babe," Remy's voice was throaty, not in a sexy way, and that made me realize that I was not alone in the dark room.

"Remy? oh, damn it Remy, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have taken you with me. Fuck, Ghazi is going to kill me. Don't you dare get yourself injured not even a tiny bruise, Remy? sweety, where are you?"

I tried to stand up and that was when I noticed that my body was limped. "The fuck? why can't I move?"

"I think we're drugged, it'll probably wear off in a couple of hours. Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Damn it, Remy, I should be asking you? I'm the one getting you kidnapped. I still don't get why my mom...." I was silent the second the room lit up and the bright light made me squint my eyes.

It didn't take long before I noticed it, we were in my old bedroom as I had suspected moments ago, complete with some random boy band posters from my teenage days. I was lying in my bed while Remy was on the other side of the room lying on my sofa.

I looked at Remy who was looking around the room then raised his eyebrow at me. He clearly noticed that we were in my childhood bedroom since there were pictures of young Jacqueline in her ballerina days, trophies, medals, and lastly the various boy band posters.

"Mom? how? why?" I asked the second she was to my front. Her hand was on my cheek caressing me lovingly.

"You, oh... Jacqueline, sweetheart, you forced me to do this. Your dad, he didn't know what to do anymore. Our finances are not well and he said only you can fix it."

"No, mom... I thought we were done with this? I trusted you..." I looked at Remy who was listening in on our conversation.

"Just a small ceremony, your signature, then you can go live with Clement. I'm sure after a couple of years and a few children later, you can go abroad and live your life..."

I was teary, not even trying to listen to her words, not because I didn't want to be married off to Clement, though I was still pissed off at that. But I was truly sad for my mom, she loves my dad too fucking much, and I hated that he made her do it. I was sure that he didn't want to go to prison for kidnapping, but he was easily willing to give up his wife for his lifestyle.

Remy glued his eyes on us, the man didn't move in his seat. Not that he could anyway with his body still looking sluggish from the drug in his system.

"You're not seriously going to sell your only daughter for money, right? what century are you living in?" Remy finally interrupted us. The man looked shocked by the realization. All because I never shared my personal life with him, I could already see his eyes trying to ask me a gazillion questions about my chateau living situation.

"Mom, you should let Remy go. He will have people looking for him. His boyfriend will worry."

"No, I'm staying. If you're getting married then at least you should let me dress you and do your makeup." The man was probably curious as to why I was doing the sugar baby thing knowing that I came from money. But if he was curious, he was not showing it in front of my mom.

"I'm not getting married."

"Oh, sweety, why don't you think it over. Now please don't try to run away. I really don't want to restrain you both, I love you too much for that." Mom stroked my cheek and took a strand of my hair and put them behind my ear. "I brought dinner and your favorite creme brulee dessert." Mom kissed my forehead and left the room with a loud click on the door letting us know that we were locked in.

"Great, now I'm hungry and I couldn't even eat. That dessert looked good." Remy whined, clearly not getting the big picture of what was going to happen to me, or maybe he was that hungry.

But when he looked at me, his expression softened. "Everything is going to be okay, I trust our men we'll find their way here."

"Hey, shit, Jacques, please don't cry." He was able to move his hands but his feet were still limped. "Come on, you're going to drown in your tears, at least wait until you can move before crying."

Listening to his logic made me cry and laugh at the same time. "I do miss the creme Brule, mom has the best recipe and now I'm getting hungry too."

Remy seemed at ease that I had stopped crying and was slowly able to raise my hand, to wipe my tears away.

"It sucked that I couldn't get over there and hug you right now."

I smiled back at him and shook my head. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't even be here. This is my problem, I still don't get why they resort to kidnapping you too."

"Probably to make sure that you marry the guy by having me as their hostage, it's pretty lame actually. Just be sure to delay the ceremony for as long as you can, hopefully, the guys will be here soon enough. Surely they'd notice that we're gone. I'm confident Ghazi still has one of his men following me."

At that moment his word calmed me down because I secretly hope that the guy will report back. Then they will be looking for us and at any second they will burst through my door.

But a couple of hours later, we were finally able to move and enjoy our dinner and then our dessert. We both felt slightly defeated when we haven't even been rescued.

That same night Remy hold me in his arms as we sleep in my childhood bed. Tears fell as the rage simmered in my chest. I still couldn't believe that my dad was too fucking selfish that the man seriously kidnapped me and hope to marry me off for wealth.

"You should sleep, stop crying, you don't want to get puffy eyes when our guys rescue us in the morning. I'm sure they'll be here."

My eyes felt heavy though my mind was busy thinking of a way out of the situation. It was strange, and I had to check on Remy just to make sure.

"Do you feel sleepy? Like extra sleepy?"

"You mean like your mom slipped on something in our dessert? Like they're drugging us all over again? Fuck, Jacqueline, I think she... did..." his voice was barely audible when my eyes slowly shut, and I was engulfed in darkness once again. Damn you, mom...