TWENTY-FOUR.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR - Reese & Luther.



Reese 'S POV


Our contract was coming to an end, we had just seven days till it ended. The month spent with Luther was full of memories; anger, sadness, crazy family problems, heartbreak, fights and more fights, good sex life, bad sex life. Almost a month till our contract would come to an end. A lot happened these past few days, meeting my uncle wasn't what I expected.

I had seen how Luther had been confused ever since I ran out of the boardroom during the business meeting. Luther has been restless since the horrible nightmares I had about my uncle molesting me. It felt like my healed wound had peeled off whenever I thought of the nightmare. I was a whole mess. I couldn't come out of my room, I didn't have time for myself. My condition became miserable. I had to keep it away from Luther and I hoped for him never to ask. It wasn't what I was ready to discuss with anyone—at least not now.

I couldn't face telling Luther about this, not that he had a business in this anyway but it bothered me that my so-called uncle was a business partner. It brought back scars I wanted to forget.

“Reese ,” Luther called. I couldn't bear to look him in the eye, it was difficult. Each time I did, anger and sorrow collided within me.

Angry, because I was still in this mess up. This has caused me to spend less time with my family. It was all too much to handle. My eyes were probably bloodshot and tears were beginning to blur my vision. I didn't know why the moment Luther called for me, tears came without warning. I didn't want to cry in front of him, it made me look weak and helpless. It caused me too much heartache.

Luther engulfed me into his broad chest and he inhaled into my hair. Half of my worries faded as whispered sweet nothings onto my head. He held onto me tightly, pulling me close in a more comforting embrace. I cried out and my throat suddenly blazed in sharp pain. I was sure his gray T-shirt must have soaked with my tears by now. My eyes burned hot, my blood pulsing and my headache growing.

“I'm tired. I'm tired.” I said in a muffled voice amidst tears. My lips began to tremble as I whispered these words to him.

“Shh. I'm here.” He held both of my arms gently. “I'm here for you.”

“I can't watch to see him, he ruined me.” I cried more.

“I promise you, you will get the help you need. You will overcome this.”



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Luther POV



“It's just a lot.” I held her while she sobbed uncontrollably.

“You will pull through. I have decided not to give David the deal.” I said.

She released herself from my hold. “You can't do that, this will cost the company a fortune!” She snapped.

“And I'm a billionaire.”

“And you'll lose more billions," she said as petrification masked her facial visage. "He will fight you. That man is cunny.”

“I know where to pull off my strings, I'm not daft.”

“I never said you were but I don't want to drag you into this, this is my battle to fight.”

“Do you want him working for me again? I don't want to work with pedophiles, they are bad for business. And I have a reputation to uphold, remember they precede me.”

“No, but he and his wife, my parents, will be all up on me.” Miss Quinn whined.

“Wait, your parents are for you or against you?”

She stared at me in mute silence. “I can't go into details but he poisoned the mind of my parents. He and his wife are the reason I'm not on good terms with them.” To have heard this from her was saddening. I always thought my family was the worst with their drama but hers—it went on the other level. At this point, I didn't know what to say or how to console her.

“This is quite absurd but I won't be having him as my business partner.”

“No, you will. Don't do something all because of me.”

“Have you met Luther Haastrup?”

“Look, it's my fault. I seduced him, I was young and stupid. Just listen to me.”

I ran my hand through my hair, exasperated at her false stories. “He did this to you, do not let him get into your head.”

“I'm not a kid, I can't afford to get my parents involved in this. You don't understand.”

“You were a kid! That's the point!” I had no choice but to raise my voice at her. “You knew nothing about sex, yet he took your innocence and made you into a sex-maniac. Is that the person you're defending? Don't you want justice for what he'd done to you and others? Don't you want to stop him from harming any more innocent children?”

She squeezed her head, clearly furious at what I had said. “Do you think I don't want him behind bars? But that man is a demon. You always think your money will fix things, don't you? I was seven! Seven, when this happened and there is no way we can fight this! Not even when you are the richest man in the world!” It was obvious that she took all her frustration and anger on me. “I can't risk my name being dragged into this mess. As soon as our contract is done, no one must hear of this. By the way, how did you find out?”

A resigned sigh erupted out of my mouth. “Fine, I hired a spy to look upon David.”

“Why? I do not need your help. Since when do you care about me? I was only your sex-toy. Only here to pleasure you.”

I close my eyes, feeling hurt by her words. “Don't say that," my voice came out stern, but calmly and I was grateful for that. “What you have just gone through is a lot. Allow me to help you.”

“No way!”

“You are as stubborn as a mule. Sometimes, I find difficulties in understanding you.”

“Isn't that the point? I'm already difficult to understand.”

“No. You and I both know you are affected by this! Deep down! Don't lie to yourself, you have always been the one to build walls around yourself and I am the one you seem to be lashing out on because you see that hasn't seemed to be working on me. So, please, Miss Quinn. . . let me help you!”

“I don't know about this. I can't win.” She whispered.

This made me hate sexual predators, they often got away with too many of their nefarious acts. I despised how they made children feel. Children who were once like Miss Quinn; battered, blamed and manipulated. Sexual predators were too good at fucking up the mind of children, just like he did to Miss Quinn.

David showing up here would cause nothing but havoc.



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