Page 97 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 9
No answer.
I hit it again.
And then things got crazy.
Metal blinds slammed down to block out the windows.
The lights flickered and turned red.
And the plane veered hard to the right.
“AHHHHH!” yelled Ash as she nearly flew out of her chair. The banana juice flask shot off the table and crashed into one of the TV screens. The screen switched on. And so did the rest of them. They were all showing one thing.
A cartoon of a giant laughing monkey head with a crown on it.
“What the fuck is happening?” asked Ash.
Huh. Plot twist.“I’m pretty sure we’ve just been kidnapped by the banana king.”
Her eyes got huge. “Please tell me this is all a prank. I don’t want to be kidnapped by the banana king again!”
“Nope. I have no idea what’s happening.”
“But why would he want to kidnap you? You made an alliance with him and got out of the family business, right? WAIT! I almost forgot. Did you seriously fake losing all your money? Have you secretly been rich this entire time?”
“Yup,” I said. “Daddy and I still have billions stashed in banks all around the world.”
“What the hell!? I was so worried about money for so long! How could you not tell me?”
“I thought you knew. Excellent acting, by the way. You really sold it. In fact, I thought about hosting a fake Oscars to give you an award for your acting. But, you know…we were pretending to be broke. And fake award ceremonies cost a lot of money. Which I totally had. But couldn’t spend.”
“But I didn’t know! And don’t keep saying it! The banana king could be listening!”
“You’re the one who brought it up. And anyway, the banana king knows I’m rich. He was one of the people that agreed to the plan.”
“Right. Well do you think he’s decided he wants a piece of all that money?”
“I don’t think so,” I said. “Last I heard he was doing pretty well for himself.”
“Then why bother to kidnap us?”
The screen flashed and some words appeared under the cartoon monkey mask: “You know what I want. You have one hour to give it to me.”
“Fine,” I sighed. “Can you help me out of my wedding dress? He definitely wants to see our boobs.”
Ash came over and loosened the top of my wedding dress enough for me to get my boobs free. I jiggled them at the screen.
But nothing happened.
“I bet he wants to see yours too,” I said. “He always did have a thing for you.”
“I can’t just show the banana king my boobs. I’m married!”
“Would you say you’re amarried girl?” I raised an eyebrow. “And as amarried girl, would showing him your boobs be breaking a certain set of rules?” I stared into her soul, trying to figure out her secret.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Because you have a secret that you’re not telling me! I just know it. You only get this sweaty when you have a secret.”
