NINETEEN.

CHAPTER NINETEEN - Reese


It was morning and I was still having a bad headache due to last night sex with Samuel. I had overheard a loud bang that made me nervous. I ran to check who it was, I trailed where the loud voice came from. The argument got louder and louder instead.

“I was the only one who gave everything in our relationship!”

“Now it's you? Where the hell were you when I needed you the most?”

I heard Luther scoff. “You?! You only wanted me for my money.”

“You gave up on us that quickly! Are you fucking her now?”

“Petra, whatever I do is none of your business! Get out! I don't ever want to see you here!”

“Right, you have just proved to me how much of a coward you are! Be a man for once!”

“Get out of my house Petra! Else, you give me no choice but to call the security on you.”

I noticed Luther sounded a bit calm in the end. Their argument also caught everyone's attention. I saw the maids and security in their usual black suits, coming towards the living room. I walked further to check who Luther was raising his voice. The woman turned to check me, I knew the face. It was the lady I had a weird situation within the restroom at the charity ball. What was she doing here? How did she know Samuel?

“Well. . . Well. . . Well. . . if it isn't your trophy girlfriend?” I was sure she was referring to me, she had a smug look on her face as she proceeded to walk gently towards where I stood.

Then it dawned on me that she was probably just a nagging and problematic woman who derived pleasure in intimidating others. I stood there unphased at the tantrum she was about to throw.

“Petra, let that woman be and get out of my house!” Samuel's voice became firmer.

“Samuel, you are fucking her aren't you? You replaced me for this thing, that easily!?” Petra turned to me in disgust. I was still confused as to how I was her target, she had to also be one of Samuel's exes for her to have claimed that I was her replacement. This made me furious at Luther also because I felt disrespected.

“Get her out of here!” Luther ordered his bodyguards. I watched as they carried out Petra who kept yelling curse words at everyone, swore at them if they knew who she was. After she was dragged out of the house. Everyone soon settled back to their post as we all watched her left.

Luther stood in silence with his thoughts.

“I don't know her, talk to her. Tell her to stay clear away from you if she's one of your exes.” I protested.

“Miss Quinn, things are already hard for me, I don't want to have this conversation.”

“This is not me having a conversation with you, I don't want her here or get her to stop harassing me. You have no idea what I went through at the hands of her at the charity event!”

“Let us not do this.”

“I don't know what the both of you have between each other but I will not watch her disrespect me that way.” I was agitated to the point of being distraught.

“Did you think of respecting me when you brought somebody to fuck to my house!? You breach a rule of the contract and you are aware of this!”

“Did you also think of respecting me when you fucked the air hostess in front of me!?” I blurted.

“So, this is how we play it now huh? Get back at me now are we?”

“I don't care.” With that, I sauntered to my room in anger.



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Days passed by and Luther and I didn't speak to each other. I had also decided he wasn't worth talking to ever since our argument. I did not bother going out to business meetings with him nor came out to the dining table to eat. Whenever he was around, I made sure to get my food prepared by the maid before he came. We only saw each other when it was morning.

My routine since I have been to this house was; sleeping, bathing and eating. This went on day by day and it killed me that I had no other person to run to. Regina, who was far away from Washington, had offered to come but I didn't want to seem like a liability to her, she had done enough to put me through things.

I went to the kitchen to check if there was anything for me to eat. I was the only one left at home. Most of Samuel's workers were on leave which has made being alone in this house such a disaster. It was as silent as that of a graveyard. I had cried this morning because of how low and miserable I felt for no reason. Anyway, I picked the grapefruit from the freezer and began to munch on it, hoping a little bit of sugar would make me feel better.

I ate that many, still engrossed in how satisfactory it was until I saw Luther walk into the kitchen, looking a bit amused that I was there but I paid him no attention. I had nothing to say to him, it was better that way. I continued to munch on the grapes, not giving myself a chance to take a glance at him.

He walked past me to open the refrigerator, I heard him growl but I paid no business to it. I was about to walk out of the kitchen with the plastic package full of grapes until I heard him speak. “How long is this going to continue between us?”

I halted. “Leave me alone,” I answered as I regained my words.

“Listen, Reese . . .” He walked slowly over to me as he tried to get me to calm down but I interrupted him.

“No, you listen, ” I moved out of his way and walked back into the kitchen. "Stay away from me. Leave me alone!"

He chuckled softly as he said, “We live under the same roof, Reese , it's been hard and it's going to be hard staying away from you and you know this!”

“I don't know anything! Leave me alone, you fucker!”

“Why are you even this angry!?” He rubbed his hands over his face in frustration and I could not help but feel disbelief at his words.

“Why? Why am I angry? Your fucking ex embarrassed me and you fucked an air hostess in front of me!”

“Reese ! I thought we were past the hostess matter.” He shouted now, his face pink from holding his words back in. "You brought someone to my house so you guys could fuck, and you're angry?"

I smirked as I said, “I can do whatever I want, baby.”

“Then I can do whatever I want, love!”

“Fine.”

“Fine!”

“Ugh!” I stomped my feet on the ground a couple of times and made to pass him but he grabbed my arm and turned me so that my back was pressed against his front. “Let me go, Samuel,” I ordered sternly.

“Not until you tell me why you're so worked up.” He rubbed his mouth over my ears and I shivered.

“I already told you. Idiot.”

“Hm. . . I think there's another reason, also, did you just think your boss is an idiot?”

“Oh, believe me, I've said worse in my mind, so leave me the fuck alone,” I said again and I cursed myself for wanting to give in.

“You've missed me, haven't you?” His hands were rubbing all over my body now and pleasure raked through me even though he wasn't doing much.

“Yes, yes, I have.” I breathed out and I could hear inner me clicking her tongue disapprovingly at me. "But I'm angry."

“I know, and an angry Reese is a dickmatized one,” he turned me around almost immediately and crashed his lips against mine. The sparks that I have always felt when I kissed Luther came back tenfold. His hands were on my breasts and they were also squeezing my breasts. His hands were just everywhere and I was faint with ecstasy. “You've missed me this much?” He asked again as he placed kisses on my neck over and over again.

“Yes, Samuel, please kiss me,” he did as I asked as he placed me over the kitchen counter, his fingers going up to my inner thigh. I was delirious with hunger. “Samuel, please.”

“What do you want, Reese ?”

Hearing my name fall from his lips only increased my hunger so I said: “Fuck me, Samuel, please.”

In that instant, he tore his body from mine as he said, “No.”

To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. “No? What do you mean by that?” My brows came down into a barely perceptible frown.

He coyed in mischief and then began, “You're angry right? You shouldn't fuck with someone you're angry with.”

I looked at him for a while as I couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. I pushed him away from me and jumped to my feet.

I scoffed. “Get lost! I didn't want it anyway.”

I heard his laughter behind me.


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