HÖRNY BOSS

Chapter 7

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They had to reach an agreement and keep copies of the signed documents each for themselves for future reference after she had gone through it and accepted.

"Like I said before, I have my own conditions." Vera whispered to him as she sank in the bathtub filled with warm water and rose flowers.

If she wasn't in pain, she would have commented about how big the bathroom was. Just the same size as her bedroom and parlour put together.

It's high time she understood that this man is loaded with money and she can't help but think that he's engaged in some illegal business of some sort to be so wealthy and careful.

Jack crouched down beside her and massaged her shoulder and neck. He murmured apologetic words to her.

"Look at what my fingers did to your delicate skin. I'm so sorry, Vera. I didn't mean to hurt you again." 

"It's pointless trying to tell me that" she looked at him intently. "Tell me, what happened to you? I mean, it's an abnormality to be always sex driven and a beast in bed." She wondered.

He took her hand and covered it with his palms. Vera looked at their joined hands and thought what it would be like to have him as a normal lover.

"I was in a coma for nine months, and the only way for me to come out of the trauma was to be overdosed on fluoxetine and adderall. I…"

"What's that? Fluoxetine and adderall?" Vera asked curiously.

"And other antidepressant drugs that expose one to hypersexuality if consumed too much. I lost my wife as a result of it, and it's all my fault for being such a sickling." He explained sadly.

He looked at her and doubted if what he saw in her eyes was worry and sadness. Could it be that she's worried about him? It isn't true, she's blaming him for falling prey to a strange illness and to get treated with such medicine.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you went through such psychological trauma. And don't blame yourself for what happened to you, you didn't wish for that." She said almost drawn to tears.

Jackson was surprised by her reaction. He expected her to run far away from him and blame him for what happened like everyone else did. They all left him.

"No, it's my fault that I almost fûcked my wife to death, and J. T. C went bankrupt. I avoided my own family because of fear of the unknown and I was left with nothing but to start from scratch. I revived my company, but what about the heart to accept people back into my life?" He stood up and paced around.

Vera forced herself out of the bathtub and went to hold him. "Do you regret telling me about what happened to you?" She asked, pressing her skin against his.

Their faces were so close that his quick breaths grazed her face. 

"No… I feel a lot better talking to you about it. I'm kinda relieved. Sorry if I made you feel that way. I am just not used to people believing and pitying me." He said, rubbing the tip of his nose on her forehead.

"I'm only concerned because of Tim, your son. I can't believe myself right now, I keep getting entangled with you and it doesn't feel right at all." 

"I can't let you get too attached to me, I'm no good. Though I won't deny that we are attracted to each other, if you are uncomfortable or inconvenienced to do this, I won't hold you back," 

"I really want to leave, like bounce out of your sight and never see you again, but I can't seem to be able to do it. You need help, in one way or the other, you might seek me again, so I will do this until your doctor comes back."