The Billionaire’s Desires

Still Nathans POV

I was wasting too much time, I don’t even know what to do right now or how to react in this kind of situation, I’ve never been in such a situation, never in my life, I am not prepared for this. There is absolutely no way that someone can be ready for something like this. Noel was yelling at me, trying to get me to snap out of this reverie, but I just couldn’t get myself to think straight. I thought I was strong enough to face any challenge that comes my way, but not this, certainly not this.

“This is not the time to try and figure out what went wrong, we have to get the fuck out of here!” he yelled furiously, yanking me off the seat, shaking me vigorously to try and bring me back to reality. The other guy splashed water on my face, and that fucking did it, I got pulled back to reality, it felt like I was in a trance all along. I quickly grabbed my parachute from his hand and dashed towards the exit, going as fast as I possibly could. It’s like my survival instinct just kicked in and all I wanted to do is to get the fuck out of this plane before it blows up. Noel already had his parachute on, he quickly hung my backpack on his back, as they all ran behind me.

I jumped out of the airplane, putting my hands by my side so I could go down faster. I could hear the screams of the guys as they also jumped down from the plane. It was up to ten minutes after we jumped out and the plane exploded into bits and pieces, its broken shards flying all around us. I know how these things work, a few years ago, my obsession with skydiving was extremely excessive. I guess you’re wondering why I panicked at first when I know all about skydiving. You have to know that there is a big difference between jumping out of a plane when you’re having fun with friends, trying out new things and when you’re asked to jump down or lose your life. I guess I never expected something like this to happen, ever, worse yet, I am still trying to figure out how all this could have happened, I still don’t understand it all, but I’ll let it go for now.

I can’t be distracted right now, I have to concentrate on landing successfully. I know that you aren’t supposed to pull your parachute until you’re a few feet down. The parachute on my private plane was designed to calculate the distance to earth and pull out on its own, but I don’t know what is wrong with it today, I can’t hear that beeping sounds that would tell me that it’s actually calculating the distance to land. Since I can’t be sure that my parachute is going to pull out on its own, I had to keep looking down, checking the distance to land.

I think I’m seeing things, or maybe I’m finally going insane, but this doesn’t look like New York or the Caribbean. It looks so alien, so foreign, if I didn’t know better, I’d say that we are no longer in America, but that is just impossible. I’m certain that we hadn’t been on the air for more than two hours, how did we get to this place, did the pilot change course after we took off?Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Why the hell would he do that?

We would have been in a safe landing space, instead, we are here, in this unknown territory surrounded by rocks and trees instead of beach sands and water. I looked around and all around this location is so rough and it looks uninhabited. Earlier, I had a hunch that something isn’t right, but now in pretty certain that all this must be planned, there is no way we are calling this a coincidence, it’s definitely planned. Kudos to whoever sat down and planned all this, they did a pretty good job, they took me unaware and they are actually succeeding in their plans. I have to confess, I’m pretty impressed. I just hope that they have thought this through, I hope that their end game is well-strategized because I’m sure I won’t be letting this go, I’ll find the culprit and I’ll make them pay for this, I’ll fucking kill them all.

I heard Noel and the others screaming, they were a few feet above me, and they would stop screaming and thrashing around, we didn’t have time to put on our come, so I couldn’t hear what they were saying. I looked up in their direction and I discovered that they have pulled up their parachute, but something isn’t right, I think it has something to do with their parachute. I couldn’t hear what they were saying from there, and I’m already close enough to land. I pulled out my parachute, pulling on the rope to control it to land where I desire, but it wasn’t working, the air was too much, it was pulling me in different directions, I couldn’t control it.

I looked up at my parachute, that was when I saw what was the guys have been screaming about, our parachutes have been tampered with. I could clearly see the slitting cuts that I’m pretty sure it was made with a blade or something Sharp. The heavy breeze was pushing me, tearing the parachute even more. I knew there was nothing I could do right now, I just have to pray and hope that I land in a safe spot, devoid of those pointy rocks. I kept struggling to control the parachutes, struggling desperately to hold on to them, then I felt a strong arm going around me, holding me close and tight, I looked up at the guy wearing the same uniform as my pilot. I’ve seen him a couple of times but I don’t even recall his name, all I could remember right now is that he is the copilot of this plane and right now, he is my savior.

“Hold tight Mr. Trent,” he spoke out loudly, using a knife to cut off my parachute. I held on to him so tightly, my life depends on it. I looked up at his own Parachute, and I discovered that his parachute is working perfectly fine, and he is wearing a bulletproof, carrying many weapons on him. He looks so prepared like he knows something about all this like he knows what’s going on right now. I have a lot of questions that are running through my mind, I know that he would have answers to my questions, I just have to wait until we land, then I would have the chance to find out exactly what is going on here. How did he get all these weapons, he’s just a copilot, he has no license to carry all these weapons. For fucks sake, he doesn’t even know how to use them, except he isn’t an ordinary copilot like I thought.

I could see the rest of the guys scattered around all over the place, some are hanging on trees while the rest were thrown around the perimeter. A few were unlucky and they ended up hitting a rock when they landed. He first let me down when we got close to land, letting me fall on a safe spot before landing a few feet from me, cutting loose his parachute, letting it fly away. I ran up to him, punching him hard on the face, sending him flying backward.

“That’s for being an asshole, you dingbat. Now you’re going to tell me exactly what is going on here, I want to know everything and I want to know it right now. Who are you working for, who did this?” I yelled at him in anger, holding him by the collar of his shirt, glaring at him furiously.

“Why don’t you wait until you get out of this place alive before you start asking questions. There are hired assassins hiding at every corner in this island, they’ll be closing in on us pretty soon, we need to leave here as soon as possible.” He said hurriedly, pushing me out of the way, running towards the other direction.

“What the hell are you talking about, who is responsible for this?” I asked in a rasped tone as I ran along with him, trying so hard to catch up with him, but failing miserably. It seems like he is trained for this like he is trained for combat or maybe he is in the navy or special forces, or something like that. I could swear that no pilot could run so fast. As if on cue, the shooting started, we heard the guns going off as the guys started shooting rapidly. It’s sounded like it was coming from all over the place, they kept shooting none stop. I could hear a few screams and I knew that my guys were under heavy fire, and the worst part of it all is that they weren’t prepared for this, they have no firepower to fight back, none at all. My survival instinct kicked in and I forgot all about the questions I’ve been asking, all I wanted to do is to get out of this place alive, I can’t die in this deserted, God forsaken island, I just can’t die here. My boys, Gosh, they are all going to die, and it’s all my fault, it’s all on me, I did not think this through, I saw the signs everywhere, but I ignored them. I shouldn’t have agreed to come on this trip, I should have canceled this the moment I found out that Travis has something to do with it.

Oh Dear God,

They are all going to die.

“We… we need to go back. We need to save them. They… they are going to die, I can’t let them die. They have no arms, they won’t be able to defend themselves, we need to go back, please, we have to save them,” I spoke out in a rasped tone, breathing rapidly as I tried to keep up with him. My pleadings fell on deaf ears because he ignored me completely, increasing his pace as he ran away from the vicinity of the shooting.

“Stop!!!” I screamed after a few minutes when he still wouldn’t respond to my pleadings. He stopped immediately, turning around to glare furiously at me. I’m panting and breathing noisily, but I tried to keep a straight face as I faced him head-on, not minding the fact that he is the reason I’m alive right now.

“I don’t know how you transformed from being a copilot to being a secret agent, but you are still an employee of mine and I’m ordering you right this minute to turn around and save the others as well. You have enough firepower to fight in a fucking way in Afghanistan. We need to help them.” I ordered him angrily, hoping he changes his mind and helps me save the others before those lunatics kill them all. Well, I thought wrong. He didn’t flinch under my hard gaze, he simply smirked down at me, giving me a look that made me shiver in fear as he took a few steps towards me. I tried to stay at the same spot, I tried not to flinch under his hard gaze as he came closer to where I stood. My heart is beating so fast, but I stayed at the same spot, saying a silent prayer within me, hoping he doesn’t kill me himself and run away, saving only himself. He was looking at me like I’m a fucking clown, or maybe I just grew horns right now, I really can’t say.

“Well, well, well. See who just grew some balls. I think congratulations are in order, Mr. Travis. You fucking over-entitled bastard.” He won’t out in disgust, not hiding the fact that he doesn’t really like me. As he spoke, he took off the disguise mask that he is wearing, showing me his true face. I was wrong before, he isn’t the copilot, I have no idea who he is, I’ve never seen him before and I have no idea why he is helping me.

“I risked my ass for you because I was paid to get you off this fucking island in one piece. I ain’t risking my fucking life for anyone else. You can go back for them if you value think their lives are more important than your pathetic life. Truth be told, you’re not much different from them, you’re all worthless. I’m pretty sure you’ll find their bodies a few miles from here, you can back and get killed, then your body would be added to the pile of worthless bodies that are being heaped to be burnt. Either way, I’m leaving here, with or without you.” He said sarcastically, making me boil in anger.

“You’re holding back Nathan, you should be seething with rage, you should be trying to strangle me for saying these things about you, but you’re holding back and that is so fucking ridiculous. You need anger to overcome what is coming, you need anger to survive in this world. In case you haven’t noticed, a team of highly trained assassins are coming this way, they would comb this island until they find you and when they find you,” they’ll put a fucking bullet through your fucking head.” He said angrily, tapping in my forehead to point out the spot that ill be shot at. I think he’s try to get me pissed on purpose, and I think he is succeeding at it because I can feel my anger rising by the minute.

“If the thought of you getting mauled by those assassins doesn’t make you feel the urge to kill someone, think about Hillary… They know how much you love her and after they kill you, they are going for her next.” He said mockingly. That fucking did it, I ran towards him in anger, closing the distance between us, tackling him to the floor as I punched him furiously, pouring all my pent-up anger on him. He didn’t try to stop me, he simply laughed at me, getting me even more pissed off. After a few punches, he caught my hands in his, looking me dead in the eyes,

“Good Nate. That’s more like it, keep that anger burning within you. You need this anger if you want to ever defeat Travis.” He told me and pushed me off him, laughing evilly as he stood up and smirked down at me. He stretched out his hand towards me, helping me up the floor. I would have swatted his hand away, but I heard more sounds of a gunshot, and I knew that the assassins were gaining in on us. We’ve lost so much time as it is, we need to keep moving or get killed. I took the hand he offered and he pulled me up, smirking at me before turning to run the other way, going deeper into the island.

“Who is this guy and what the hell is going on here?” I kept thinking within me as I ran along with him, trying to catch up with him again. I hope he was kidding when he said they were also going after Hillary. How the fuck did he even know about Hillary?