Taming A Billionaire

Chapter 364 - Three Hundred And Sixty-four: False Illusion Of Power

The third point of view:

"High time you woke up already, sleepyhead," Was the teasing Niklaus woke up to. Where was he?

"Oh fuck," He cursed as soon as he recalled what had happened. They were in the kidnappers' den.

"How long have I been out?" He asked, groaning as she cracked his stiff neck. The ground wasn't as soft as his bed.

"I don't exactly know since our phones were confiscated. But if I were to guess, I'll say three hours," Reina pouted, "And don't be so sad, you needed the sleep anyway," she chuckled.

Niklaus readjusted himself on the floor, only to realize his hands were tied behind him and so were his wife's too.

"I never knew this kidnapping was R-rated," he tested the bind. They were in some kind of abandoned factory which doesn't look like anyone would stumble in mistakenly anytime soon aka a perfect place to commit a crime. It was perfectly lit, hinting that their abductors were probably around.

"What? Are you hungry?" Niklaus asked, uncomfortable with the way Reina was staring at him as if he was dinner.

"I'll tell you what's R-rated," she leaned closer, still with that look that was creeping him out.

Reina whispered in his ears, "The fact we haven't kissed with our hands tied before,"

Niklaus' face fell, what was he expecting? Of course, Reina was the only one to think of such an absurd thing in the middle of this tight spot.

"You can't be serious," He rolled his eyes.

"Don't tell me you don't anticipate it too," she bit his ear, "I know you Niklaus, you're always in for discoveries," Reina tempted him.

He reminded her, "We are kind of kidnapped -"

"We are in our honeymoon," She cut him off, " No one made a rule of where or how we should have it,"

Niklaus gulped, he was beginning to be persuaded by the spell of her voice.

"I know you want it," Reina buried her face in the crook of his neck, kissing his skin there. She smirked as she felt him tense up, he wasn't as strong as he claimed to be.

Done with her exploration there, she glanced up at him and said just two words, "Give in,"

Niklaus' gaze flickered down to her lips; the pouty pink dulcet flesh was enticing him like honey and he wanted a taste of it. She was inviting him to dinner, why shouldn't he take it.

Without further delay, Niklaus lowered his head to kiss her and unlike formerly, he was gentle, taking into accounts that both of their hands were tied and the position they were in might be a bit uncomfortable for her.

His lips brushed against hers, softly, as if he was rubbing off the sugar from her lips. Then he was firmer, more determined and she hungrily pushed back, her mouth open, tongue trying to push past his clenched teeth to seek the moist space within.

Niklaus smiled into the kiss, who was the desperate one here? He refused to give her entrance and it pissed her. It was like a game to him and Reina tried on every tactic to pass through until she bit hard on his lower lips.

He let her in, opening his mouth as she pushed the tip of her tongue against his, her patience had thinned. Her lips pressed harder with her tongue clinging to him, leading their movement at her own pace.

Niklaus gently sucked her tongue a little and enjoyed the moan she produced. The sound egged him on and he wanted badly to thread his hand through her hair or at the least, caress the curve of her back. But he couldn't, his hands were tied.

He pushed her against the wall, the passion igniting between them. He bit the pulp of her lips, licking them, and went back to twirl his tongue around hers, sucking it inside his mouth aggressively.

Reina felt an abrasion as her back hit the wall, but she didn't care, her whole mind was stolen by this man here. She pulled away for breath and dove right in again, running her tongue across the back and front parts of his sensitive gum.

She moaned as Niklaus broke away to run his lips on the skin of her neck. Reina gasped from the tingles yet tilted her head as he dwelled on her sensitive spot. Her sounds of pleasure rang across the factory and it was at that point that they were "interrupted"

"You both are so disgusting," Claire stood before them, shocked. They had been so engulfed with passions they hadn't noticed her coming in.

"Why?" there was an arrogant smirk on Reina's face while controlling her labored breathing, "You want to join?"

"Not with you in the picture," Claire sneered at her with contempt. Her sexual orientation was questionable, however, if she wanted to have a threesome, it would not be with this bitch.

There was something about Reina that irritated her greatly. Was it because of the condensing she - Reina - looked at her? As if she was a mere ant and not worthy of her attention? Or because she was with the man that caught her interest?

Anyway, whatever reason that was, Claire would deal with her today. Though James was not such a huge loss, he had been pretty useful to her in certain areas and Reina cost her him, and for that, she would pay.

"Why did you kidnap me? You do know who I am?" Niklaus attempted to scare her.

"Of course, I do," Claire smiled sashaying towards him in an attire that was obviously suited for sluts. She crouched down to Niklaus height and looked him straight in the eyes saying,

"You are the son of Adam Spencer and the previous heir to Spencer Group. Unfortunately, power has gone to your cousin. Right now, you're just a paper tiger whose basking on his former glory," she was pleased with his predicament.

Reina was amused. Ever since Eden rose to power and Adam died, outsiders have been speculating about how powerless Niklaus has become. Only family members and a close circuit of friends knew Eden was the one enjoying a false illusion of power.

Though he might be the one in power, Niklaus was in reality the one with the most authority. Moreover, with an in-law like Sakuzi, he could very well kick Eden off the position if he wants - his cousin knows that well - without sweating. Moreover, Niklaus was now the one in charge of Spencer's secret business - the very power Adam was once obsessed with.