YOKED TO A BILLIONAIRE BY VENNEH LISAH

"Argh!" Violla yelled in desperation. What should I do? Am I going to die here today?

"Mommy if you jump, I jump!" Finny repeated the line from the Titanic as she encouraged Violla to jump.

"Of course you can jump. You're a bird but I'm not!" Violla almost cried in response.

Outside, the intruder was charging at the door. She figured the door wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.However, she was thirteen floors up and would be grievously injured if she jumped.

She was now trapped between a rock and a hard place.Death awaited her no matter what she chose.

"Jump! Jump! Jump!" Finny flapped its wings while egging Violla on.

"Damn it, there's no choice!" Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, Violla prepared to jump. But when she felt the rustle of the cold wind on her ears, she stepped back. Holding the window sill, she cried out in despair. "I don't want to die! My children are still so young and I haven't spent all my money."

The door was finally kicked open. "B*tch! You're gonna die!" The attacker brandished his knife and charged fiercely at her.

"Ahhh!" Violla screamed as she jumped out frantically. But her clothes were caught by the window eaves and she was trapped.

"This can't be!" Violla was overwhelmed by despair.

"Evil man!" Finny dived towards the man to peck his eyes.However, he thrust his knife forward which caught Finny by her wing on its way toward Violla's neck.Injured, Finny dropped into Violla's arms.

Resigned to her fate, Violla closed her eyes in despair. However, just when the knife was a centimeter from her throat, it stopped.

She was already prepared to die but the knife didn't pierce through her.As for the man in black, he collapsed to the ground.

As she gradually opened her eyes, she could see a familiar figure at the door. He had his hand by the door and emanated a feral vibe. His eyes were filled with undeniable concern as he stared anxiously at her.

"Are you alright?" Davon asked with his voice trembling slightly.

Violla began to bawl. "What took you so long!"

"You only told me 32 uplands but didn't say which floor or house number. I've been running all the way." Davon approached and opened his arms to hug her.

Just when Violla wanted to jump back into the room, she forgot that her clothes were caught by the window eaves. As she moved too forcefully, she suddenly felt her body falling backward.

Violla widened her eyes and all she could think off was death.

'Am I fated to die today?'

Davon darted toward her like an arrow, grabbed onto her hand tightly, and pulled her back in with all his might. " I got you beautiful!" He hissed as she crashed into his arms, his muscular chest gave her a sense of security, just like a harbor sheltering her from the storm.

Violla bawled as she hugged his waist for her dear life.

"Beautiful woman, are you a fool?" Davon lectured her while kissing her forehead . "Your stupidity almost killed you!"

Violla continued to cry as her body trembled out of fear.His kisses on her forehead were more as if he was trying to reassure himself that she was alright .

However, when she heard his heartbeat frantically pounding away, she was inexplicably moved.Davon tore off her dress and helped her back in from the window.Safe within his embrace, Violla grabbed onto his shirt and didn't dare let go.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone harm you. I got you beautiful". Davon lowered his head and was about to kiss her lips.

"Mommy…"Suddenly a weak moan was heard.

"What is that sound?" Davon was stunned with his eyes showing mixed emotions.Violla got a fright but quickly recovered her senses. "Finny, my God! You're hurt."

When Davon saw the parrot in Violla's arms, he heaved an inexplicable sigh of relief. "I thought it was a child. I didn't expect a parrot!"

"Quick, take her to the vet." Violla anxiously urged him.Finny's wing was injured and seemed to be close to her last breath.

When Davon carried Violla out of the room, he accidentally stepped on something that cried out, "Wah!" Stopping in his tracks, he lowered his gaze and saw a doll.

Violla's heart stop. 'Oh no! This is Eliana's doll.'

"Why are you still playing with this at your age? You're so childish." Davon assumed that it was Violla's toy, and didn't think too much about it as he quickly left together with her.

Violla heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had sent Mrs. Blake and the children away. She managed to avoid a massacre and also hid them from Davon's sight.

At the same time, she was glad the apartment was in darkness and Davon could hardly see much. Or else, once he saw the children's belongings, he would definitely find out about them.

After carrying Violla into the car, Davon drove with one hand while giving Immaculate a call with the other. "Come over, she's hurt. Also, take the bird to the vet."

"Bird?" Immaculate was stunned at the other end of the line. However, she politely acknowledged, "Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

"She is called Finny, and is a Parrot," Violla corrected him.

"Isn't a parrot a bird?" Davon retorted.

Violla was speechless. "Fine, if you insist on calling her a bird.After all, Finny wouldn't mind given that she is in a daze from her injury." They both chuckled.

When they arrived at the villa from last time, Davon carried Violla down from the car. More than ten bodyguards were lined up in two rows, they then bowed slightly in respect.

Feeling self-conscious, Violla whispered, "Put me down."

"Shut up, beautiful." Davon asserted softly before carrying her upstairs.The room from last time was already prepared with the maid waiting at the door.

Davon carried her in and lowered her onto the bed. When he leaned in, it put both of them in close proximity. They exchanged glances and were overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions.Violla grew nervous and felt uneasy at the same time.

As for him, behind the desire in his eyes, was a sense of concern for her.

"Mr. Roman." A voice rang out from the door.

Returning to his usual cold self, Davon straightened his posture and instructed, "Give her a thorough checkup."

"Yes!" Immaculate nodded respectfully.Davon left after that.

"I'm fine, please take a look at her first." Violla pointed to Finny.

"Oh… so it's a small parrot." Immaculate laughed. "Luckily, I brought a vet. Don't worry, she will take care of her." After arranging for the vet to treat Finny , Immaculate gave Violla a checkup.

She realized Violla was largely alright other than for a few scrapes. After applying some medication, she instructed the maid to prepare some warm tea.

As for Finny , only her wing was injured and her life wasn't in danger. However, she needed to be treated at Immaculate's pet hospital as the equipment needed was all there.

Immaculate promised Violla that when they will bring Finny back the next day, she would be back to her usual self.

After reassuring Violla, she left with her assistants.The maid then helped Violla wash up and change.

After taking a quick bath and getting a change of clothes, Violla went to see Davon in the next room.

After a knock Violla asked softly, "It's me, can I come in?"

"Go ahead," Davon replied.

As Violla pushed open the door, she realized the room was dim inside. Only the bathroom light was on but she didn't hear the sound of water.Biting her lower lip, she entered carefully.

A warm light emanated from the massive bathroom while the ripples from the bathtub were reflected on the ceiling.

Davon was leaning against the tub without anything on. He was enjoying the moment with his eyes closed.

Violla quickly closed her eyes and turned around. "You… you're still bathing. I'll wait outside."

Davon ignored her.

As Violla walked out, something occurred to her. "Why don't I use this opportunity to check if there is a cobra head tattoo on his back?"

With that thought in mind, she stopped in her tracks. Having gathered her courage, she said, "I would like to talk to you about something."

"Hmm?" Davon grunted.

"Were you the one who sent me the Delivery from Hell?" Violla demanded to know.

Davon opened his eyes. "Did someone send it to you using my name?"

"Yes." Violla nodded. "I received a parcel in the evening. Inside, there was a body of a dead kitten and also a bomb."

Just talking about it caused her to feel the chills from the incident. "Luckily, I realized it on time and the explosion wasn't a big one. Or else, I would be dead now."

Davon was briefly silent before giving Immaculate a call. "There's a Delivery from Hell. Go and investigate who sent it."

"Understood." Immaculate answered.

"If it wasn't you? Who could it be then?" Violla couldn't put two and two together. "Who would even dare pretend to be you?"

It wasn't strange if someone wanted to harm her. What piqued her curiosity was that the culprit did so in Davon's name.

"I've sent people to investigate so we'll know soon enough." Davon wiped the water off his face. "Is there anything else?"

"With regards to the necklace…" Violla started .

"You still have one day." Davon didn't budge.

"But…"Violla had wanted to plead for more time. But Davon had closed his eyes and obviously didn't want to hear any of it.

Pursing her lips, Violla glared at him angrily. 'There's no way I can see the tattoo with his back to the bathtub.'

After giving it some thought, Violla remarked on purpose, "Mr. Roman, I don't understand why you forced me to sign the debt repayment agreement. Have you fallen for me? But I'm already taken."

Davon growled with a frown, "Get out."

"It's the truth, I'm not bluffing." Violla was desperate. "My boyfriend is tall and handsome. Every time I'm in trouble, he would come save me. Besides, he…"

"Who saved you this time?" Davon opened his eyes and looked at her as if she was an idiot. "And the last time, and the time before that."

"Yes, you have also saved me many times. But he is different…" Violla had an idea and declared on purpose, "He is my first boyfriend and I will never leave him."

"Oh? What does he do?" Davon raised his eyebrow curiously.

"He…" Violla hesitated before she replied reluctantly, "He works in the service industry."

'I can't fully confirm that Davon is an escort yet, what if he isn't?' Hence, she decided not to reveal escort's identity, for fear of reprisals from Davon.

"What kind of service?" Davon tried to trap her.

"Erm… he's…" Violla couldn't say it but she was terrible at lying. In the end, she found an excuse. "Why should I tell you?"

Davon wasn't bothered to entertain her further. Raising his hand, he waved her away.Violla had no choice but to leave when she realized her plan had failed.

Just when she turned around, she kicked her knee against the wall, causing her to yell in pain. Feeling the numbness in her knee, she crouched on the floor to rub it.

"Why are you so clumsy!" Davon was dumbfounded. "Even a pig is smarter than you!"

"It hurts…" Violla was squatting on the floor, crying. "It's really painful."

When Davon saw how pitifully she was sobbing, he couldn't help but sympathize with her. He stood up and walked over.When Violla heard him coming from behind her, her eyes lit up as she knew her moment had arrived.

"Let me see." Davon bent over to check on Violla's leg. "Is it bleeding?"

" It's really painful." She whined.

Violla turned to look at his lower back but screamed when she saw his naked body instead. "Wh-Wh-Why are you naked?"

"Of course, who wears clothes when they're bathing?" Davon retorted coldly.

"Scumbag…" Violla closed her eyes and didn't dare open them. "Go put on your bathrobe, quick!"

"Does it not hurt anymore?" Davon raised his eyebrow with a smirk. 'It seems she is playing games with me.Isn't she just trying to get a good look at my tattoo? Now that she can, she refuses to open her eyes instead.'

"You're so annoying!" Violla was so embarrassed that she was blushing all over. Picking herself up, she rushed out frantically.

When she saw how pathetic she looked, Davon couldn't help but smile smugly. 'You're still no match for me.'

Violla ran back to her own room and closed the door. Once inside, she couldn't stop panting.

When she first entered, he was in the bathtub and she was standing three meters away, hence she couldn't see his body clearly. Despite feeling nervous, she was still able to interact normally.

However, when he stood naked behind her when she was squatting down, she saw his pen*s when she turned. It was so close that it almost bumped into her face.Violla was so shocked that she could die.

'No, I will not try and verify his identity in the bathroom ever again. It's just too scary.'

With a bath towel wrapped around his waist, Davon sat on the sofa with a drink in hand. As he looked to the wall on his left, he was slightly aroused when he recalled Violla's bashful look.

'That foolish woman is so adorable when she's bashing.' When he recalled how passionate she was in the car, he couldn't help but crave for her even more.

However, now that she was suspicious of his identity, he was worried that he would expose himself if he got intimate with her.

"Forget it, it's better I bear with it." Despite finishing his whiskey in one gulp, Davon wasn't feeling sleepy at all. With a tousle of his wet hair, he walked out to the balcony to admire the night sky.

It was a clear night with the stars shining brightly. From afar he could see the city lights blinking like they were vying for his attention.The night breeze was gentle and brought with it a refreshing comfort as it blew.

"Mrs. Blake, have you arrived? That's good to hear…"

When he heard Violla's voice, Davon turned to look. He saw her wearing a long T-shirt with short sleeves. She was on her phone walking around the balcony barefooted.

As the night breeze blew gently on her hair, there was an air of innocence to her. It made her look unimaginably beautiful.

"Ryan and…" Violla stopped mid-sentence. She came out to the balcony because she was worried about the maids who might hear her. But little did she expect to see Davon at the balcony too.

His top was bare and only had a towel wrapped around his waist. Glass in hand, he was drinking on the balcony next door.

As they were only four to five meters away from each other, they could see each other clearly. In fact, Violla managed to catch a glimpse of a green tattoo on his back.

However, before she could clearly see what the motif was, he had turned his back away.With his back leaning against the balcony railing, he had a relaxed expression on his face. His demeanor was so calm it looked as if he had nothing to hide at all.

As Violla continued talking on the phone, she leaned her body against the railing. Stretching her neck to take a peek, she still couldn't see his lower back.

She felt so exasperated that she was tempted to jump across and turn his back to see.

"Mommy, Mommy…"At the other end of the line, Ryan ,Jason, and Eliana were all calling out for Violla.

"Wait a minute. "Violla returned to her room with her phone.

Davon heaved a sigh of relief when he realized she almost saw his tattoo. Luckily, he was vigilant and managed to turn away in time.

'However, who is she talking to? Why does she sound so gentle and loving?I seemed to have heard her mention the name "Ryan". I wonder who that is.' Davon asked himself feeling jealous.