Hörny Boss

Chapter 26

VERA'S POV

I didn't want to talk about what happened earlier. I also knew that if the discussion continued, he was bound to ask me why I was running to him when I caught him in the act.

Seeing that Monica had succeeded in making him hörny, I also needed to keep my promise, just help him for the few days left for us to be together. So I had to do something about his arousal.

"If you are not in the mood, you don't have to do this…" he choked, holding my hand in place.

"I said you shouldn't touch me! Unlike some people, I keep my promises," I warned again.

He obeyed with any further complaints. He swiftly punched a button, and the driver's backrest pulled backward, giving us enough room to do whatever we wanted.

I unclasped his belt and pushed his pants down, I ran my tongue over his erection and forgot about my problems and the world for a while.

His hands flew up to my head as he groaned. I raised a brow at him, and he forced his hands off of me, murmuring an apology.

I stroked, kissed, licked, and nibbled on his erection until he screamed orgasm, pouring his sperm on my face. His grip on the car seats loosened and he drew me closer for a hug.

"How do you feel now?" I asked, listening to the quick beat of his heart.

He cupped my face and licked the sperm on my face. "Thank you, Vera,"

"What are you going to do about your wife? She doesn't look like she's leaving anytime soon," I ignored his appreciative words.

"Vera, it's over between me and her. We are done. She's my ex-wife and that's that!"

"At least you won't deny that she is Tim's mother and you two had a love relationship. You've got to do something about it because I don't want any more problems added to the one I have already!" I shushed.

I guess he understood what I meant by problems, so he pulled me up and sat up too. He covered my hands with his larger, powerful, possessive, and comforting ones.

His fingers caressed them as his eyes held mine in a tantalizing stare.

"You saw another letter." He stated flatly.

I couldn't resist the urge to hold on to him for solace. I nodded and placed my head on his chest. He kissed my head and ran his fingers through my massive hair.

"It's going to be all right. I will take care of this, I promise you. I'm sorry that I added to your problems."

His comforting words made me open the cage of tears and it poured out to wet his blue shirt. I buried my face in his arms and cried my heart out.

"I'm really afraid, Jack. I keep wondering who is doing this to me because it's as if the person is very close and probably watching every step I take," I said after explaining everything to him.

"It's all right. Vera, what do you think about your neighbor?" Jack asked me after some minutes of silence.

I understood he must be thinking thoroughly about it before giving his thoughts. I always believed a guy so rude, mean, and ruthless like him wouldn't go through something in their head before talking. Well, he keeps surprising me. Great and fascinating!

"I'm not trying to say he is a prime suspect for such a crime. I meant to ask you if the two of you have had anything together before…somehow," he added when I couldn't find my voice to answer his question.

"Oh," I shook myself out of my daydream. "You are assuming that Nathan and I have probably slept together and… Wait a minute, Jack, do you think I fûck everything in trousers?" I involuntarily moved away from him.

"That's not exactly what I was trying to…" he tried to deny it, but I cut him off.

"What exactly were you trying to say? Isn't the answer too obvious? So that's the reason why you were rude to him?"

I know I was blabbering and I almost choked, so I paused to catch my breath before continuing. Which woman wouldn't be so edgy when a hot guy is sitting so close?

"Well, I thought that too, but he can't possibly be the one doing that to me and still telling me about it when I asked him to help me watch my door! Isn't he too smart for that?!" I picked up the red envelope and threw it on his face.

"Why don't we ever agree on something?" He asked calmly.

"Because you never listen! Because you always think you are right while I am wrong! Because you think that I am some cheap and miserable whore! Because…"

"Because you are determined to push me away no matter what it takes! Because you hate me and everything that comes from me to the extent that my voice disgusts you! Because you see me as a ruthless billionaire who cares about no one else but himself! Because in your eyes… I will always be the bad guy!!" He yelled at me, making me swallow my words.

I was shocked by the fire in his eyes. His voice was the same as the noise of metal against metal, and I knew he was right, but I couldn't admit that to myself. I shuddered when he got out of the car and slammed the door.

It was as if he shut the door of my heart. It also felt as though he had arched an arrow and it had pierced my heart.

How dare I forget that he is not a gentleman? He is dangerous in all aspects! Need I forget that his first and second family stays away from him because of that?

I stretched my clothes, straightened my hair, and came down from the car as well. I know better than to stay under the same roof with a man, his wife, and his kid. I don't want that awkwardness or feeling of stupidity.

"You should go back home, your wife and son need you. I think I will have to spend the night at my house," I said.

"You are not fûcking going anywhere!" He barked.

Before I could say anything, he grabbed me, shoved me into the car, ran to the driver's side, and took off.

"You can't possibly take me like a hostage to that house while your wife…"

"Ex-wife!"

"Fine, ex-wife! Whatever, I don't want to have anything to do with that woman because you and her are not the only mad people on Earth, I can be crazy sometimes!"

"In case you forgot, I call the shots here and you don't have any choice but to do exactly what I say! I don't care about what you fûcking want!"

"How would you care while I am some sex doll to you? I can't wait for these four days to be over because I can't stand your formidable sight anymore!"

"I can't wait for it to be over too! I hate beauty without a brain, and if not for this godforsaken sickness, I'm certain I wouldn't take a second glance at you!"

Those words hurt. It poked my heart and soul. My heart bled, I clenched my teeth and gripped the hem of my gown. I can't cry, no way! Jerks like him don't deserve my tears…