21: Impaired.

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I sat in my room as the fresh glass of burbon accompanied me with two ice cubes drowning in it which kept my drink cold as I took small sips of it

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I sat in my room as the fresh glass of burbon accompanied me with two ice cubes drowning in it which kept my drink cold as I took small sips of it. I was busy looking over the papers and the contract I was sent over for the new hotel I was planning on building in maldives as it would make the perfect vacation spot and a hotel so luxurious would definitely attract tourists from all around the world.

I had to do a few shady acts to get my hands finally on this contract. For example; eliminating all my business rivals that had their hungry gazes residing on this contract.

I picked up my pen once I was done reading the contract thoroughly, in content with the words that were typed into the contract. The tip of the pen hovered above the white paper but before I could sign the paper and plaster the ink onto it, a loud — almost ear piercing scream knocked at the doors of my office.

Immediately my head snapped up, curiosity peeking through my eyes as I placed the pen down and stood up from the warm leather chair.

With every step towards my door, the screaming got louder and louder but still muffled and once I had pulled my door open, the screaming was now clear and the familiar voice caught me off guard.

I strolled down, not aware of what the fuck was going on in my mansion and how dare someone scream so much, make so much noise in my house. I reached down the stairs and strolled towards the hallway and when realization dawned upon me that the heartwretching screams were coming from the room at the end, my feet suddenly took off.

I rushed inside, not even realizing I was sprinting but once I had stepped inside her room, I saw an image of hers that I never knew would haunt me forever.

Eira cornered, body drenched and glued to the walls as Alexie gripped onto her arm tightly in an attempt to pullher up. Her head was ducked down, tucked between her knees while she held onto them, not budging and moving an inch from the corner she had forced herself in.

All I heard were her screams. Her screams that were filled with agony, pain and pleadings.

I took a brief look between the two of them and my jaw clenched, "Step the fuck away from her."

Alexie immediately let go of her arm and back away, standing as far as he could from Eira while Eve stood there. I moved my head into the direction where she stood and glared at her because how could she let Alexie act like that with Eira?

That was not like Eve.

I was trying to keep the girl safe here and this is what was going on behind my back? I leaned down to the tall lady who was still a few inches shorter than me and whispered, "I will talk about this later,"

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