The Otherside Of Love || Sadistic Billionaire

Debbie’s POV

The hatred I felt was eating me from the inside. It had been five days since that bitch disappeared. Why was he so protective of her? He even abandoned all his work just to hide her from the paparazzi. My efforts to have them besiege the mansion and disturb the Merrin family went to waste.

I was sure they were having a relationship, and it’s only a matter of time before I made him leave her and marry me. She had seduced him, making him neglect me, his fiancee, but in the end, he would marry me and dump her for her foolishness.

“What are you thinking about?” Jad asked through the Skype camera.

I rolled my eyes and replied, “Even though you didn’t fully succeed in your mission, I’m thinking of a good way to reward you.”

“You know how to reward me; I did my best,” he said, smiling smugly.

“You didn’t ruin her completely. The plan was to film her having sex with three or four men at once, but all we got was her dancing,” I complained.

He laughed loudly and replied, “Isn’t filming her half-naked enough?”

When I rolled my eyes, unsatisfied, he added, “The drug I gave her was supposed to make her fuck all the men in the nightclub, but your man was so protective, he rushed in like a knight in shining armor.”

“Fine, fine. I’ll send you the money,” I said, feeling anxious. I added in a warning tone, “You have to be careful. They are looking for you everywhere. Don’t let them catch you, and if they do, you have to stick to our story!”

I couldn’t forget that day in his office when I noticed the hickeys on her neck and the Bugatti Rafael had bought her. Even their gazes weren’t innocent. He looked at her in a way he never used to look at me. His eyes sparkled whenever he glanced at her.

Back then, I texted Jad promptly and instructed him to execute our plan to ruin her. I informed him that she was going to meet her friends tonight at a nightclub. He followed her there and did what he had to do.

“It’s impossible for them to find me, even if I walked right before them. I’ve taken care of every detail. I even managed to delete my name from the visitor records of that night,” he snorted, interrupting my thoughts.

“Don’t forget, Natalie and her friends saw you! They might remember you,” I suggested, urging him to be more cautious.

“That’s why I left the city the next morning promptly,” he replied, taking a sip of his wine.

I felt a chill of relief ran down my spine. I knew that his plan was foolproof. He was going to get away with this.

I am going to be the future young mistress of the Merrins, and I wouldn’t relinquish this title so easily for a clown like her. I was determined to make him marry me. I devised a plan to compel him to do so, without even realizing that he was being manipulated.

A tycoon like Rafael was destined to be mine, and I wasn’t going to relinquish that right to an unknown girl with no family roots or background.

I was determined to make this marriage happen no matter what.

A buzzing notification indicating a new text message distracted me from my video call. My eyes widened slightly as I read, “[Natalie home].”

My eyes sparkled with anticipation. Finally.

Jad noticed the joy on my face and asked with curiosity, “What?”

I positioned my phone opposite the laptop camera and sniffed, “They’re finally back.”

He chucked and said, “Just made sure she doesn’t have his heir in her womb already.”

“Don’t worry, even if she did. My next plan will finish her for good,” I said with determination.

Did Rafael think he was clever by dealing with the dark web to delete every single video of her dancing at the nightclub from all websites? This time, I’ll make sure he won’t have the ability or desire to save her.

He won’t be able to save her this time. I’m going to ensure that.

I’m coming for you, bitch Natalie. I’m going to erase you from my path. A new chapter, with just me and Rafael, will begin, and you won’t even exist.

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I wore a wide smile as I pressed the main doorbell of the Merrin Mansion. I gazed at the elegant door before me and thought, ‘One day, I’ll have control over who enters and who gets expelled through this door. And without a doubt, Natalie will be at the top of the list for expulsion.’

The door opened, and the housekeeper Laura stood there, smiling politely. However, as soon as her eyes landed on me, her smile froze, and her demeanor changed. It was as if she had seen a ghost.

“Yes, Miss Debbie? Mr. Rafael isn’t home,” she said firmly. Even though her tone remained polite, her gaze betrayed a hint of suspicion, as if silently questioning my presence: Why are you here?

I smiled, pushed her aside, and strode into the mansion with my chin held high. With calm assurance, I remarked, “I believe I have to educate you on the proper behavior expected of maids and how an experienced maid should conduct herself in the presence of her mistress when Rafael and I get married.”

A strange smile appeared on her lips, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared, fueling my rage even further.

However, I ignored her and went straight to the sitting room, with the housekeeper following closely behind. Taking a seat and crossing my legs, I ordered her, “Inform Natalie that I want to see her.”

She stood still in her place, seeming reluctant to go. Raising an eyebrow, I stared at her defiantly until she finally nodded and mumbled, “Okay, Miss.”

Once she left, I rose from the sofa and moved to stand behind the large window overlooking the front yard. Thinking that this was my chance; I would compel her to do what I wanted.

I unlocked my phone screen, after a notification sound caught my attention. It read, (The mission done, now is your turn.)

A smirk of satisfaction crossed my lips as I absorbed the message from my father.

I heard footsteps approaching the sitting room door. Turning around, I met her piercing gaze head-on.