Hörny Boss

Chapter 18

JACKSON'S POV

She's telling the truth, all right! But does she have to shout about it and let everyone know what is supposed to be a secret between us?

"I'm sorry that I have caused you so much pain. Sometimes, I wish I had superpowers, you know like I could stop myself from… It hurts me too to watch you cry and I can't even stop. I get it, I need to be caged because I am a wild animal,"

I was blurting, I know, but everyone else is right and I am always wrong! Her facial expression changed from glare to sadness and she took refined steps towards me.

"Jackson, no… you are not. I'm sorry, it's just that…"

I pushed her hand away when she tried to hold me and walked away. I thought I was hurting until that moment when it felt like she was going to disappear thinking that I don't need her anymore.

Even as I yelled at some of the workers who wouldn't mind their business and cautioned some of the younger men who dared admire their boss's girlfriend, I stole glances at her to make sure she wouldn't go anywhere out of my sight.

What is wrong with me, I don't know! How can she get into my head and make me lose focus? I was okay a few days ago until she came along.

We walked back to the mansion in silence in the evening. Even when she was still in pain from what I did to her in the elevator, she didn't show it to Tim.

She went into the kitchen and prepared dinner for us. I wished she wouldn't keep it all inside of her, pretend to be all right, do house chores, and cook! Wouldn't it be better if she just stayed away from my sight?

Watching her touch everything in my kitchen like Monica never did before. The only things Monica knows how to make are instant noodles, tea, and coffee.

There is a set of things she needs to do, and so she touches just a few things in the kitchen. She couldn't possibly clean the table or do the dishes; she would wait on our household to do everything or cook real food.

Why is Vera different? Why could she not fit into his idea of a perfect woman like Monica? He had loved his ex-wife still, and their love had blessed their short-lived marriage with Tim.

When Vera finally accepted that she was exhausted, she tucked Tim into bed and read him bedtime stories until he drifted to sleep before she pecked him and left the room.

I can't believe I'm spying on her like an assassin. I hid in the dark while she found her way to her room.

When she tried to open the door and staggered backward dizzily, I didn't know when I came out to hold her, and she looked at me in surprise.

"Are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

"I thought you didn't want to talk to me again? Unlike someone else, I accept that I made a mistake by saying that to you, so it's up to you to forget I ever said it," she said, allowing me to help her inside.

When she was seated comfortably on the bed, I sat down beside her and opened the zipper of her gown without permission. She didn't try to stop me and I appreciated that.

I undressed her and swallowed hard when I saw the wounds I had inflicted on her all in the name of quenching my thirst for sex. This is what the female doctor was talking about when she was checking her up.

"Whenever I lose control, I have no clue what I am doing to you. And I had the guts to call you bad names in public. I'm sorry, Vera," I hugged her tight.

"Honestly, I didn't accept to be your sex toy because I expected a bed of roses, no, I genuinely wanted to help you and maybe get what I needed in return. So you don't owe me an apology of any sort, I will do well to be alive in the remaining days to come." She said as she pulled me away.

"You are not to do house chores for me, I mean, you can't suffer this much and still pretend to be fine just to make Tim happy, I will try and get his nanny to frequently visit while you are here,"

"I don't know if I can do that. I grew up in foster homes and have lived alone since college, so I do everything domestic with ease,"

She stood up and went into the bathroom. I knew she would expect me to be gone before she came out again, but I didn't leave. I waited for her without any reason why I was waiting for her in mind.

"You are not going to bed yet?" She asked when she came out, with only a white towel covering her nakedness.

She didn't mind me staring at her when she took the towel off to wear her nightclothes.

"I… I should go, right?" I bluffed, pointing at the door, but I didn't stand up from the bed.

"Yeah, you should go get some sleep. Let's forget about everything and start afresh. No grudges, partner in crime?" She poked fun at me.

She laughed and the sound died as if she never did it. How can she always joke like that? Trying to make me feel better while she isn't close to doing that herself!?

I nodded and reluctantly stood up to go.

"Goodnight, Vera?" I stopped halfway to the door.

She looked at me and smiled prettily as if we didn't have a problem. Her phone rang as I opened the door to leave. When I heard her mention her neighbor's name, I got upset and closed the door behind me.

I went straight to bed and tried to sleep. In a short while, I heard her call my name in a horrified voice as she knocked at my door.

I rushed to the door immediately, opened it and she ran into my arms. I locked the door and helped her to sit down and relax in my bed.

"Are you okay? What happened? Should I get you maybe… a glass of water or anything?" I inquired softly, worried by how frenzied she looked.

"No, don't go anywhere! Stay with me." She clutched my arms.

I wondered what was wrong with her. Does it have to do with whatever her neighbor must've called to inform her about?

I was curious, but I figured I would find out from her what exactly was wrong in the morning. We went to bed and cuddled up with each other.