The Billionaire's Assistant

Chapter 46- Reminiscence

I carried Katherine bridal style in my arms as I walked her to my car. I opened the car door and carefully put her in the passenger's seat as I buckled her seatbelt.

I turned over to the driver's side and got in.

“ Hey Anna,” I decided to call my sister so she'd stop worrying.

“ Luca, I was so worried when I didn't see any call from you, have you found her?" She asked.

" Yeah, found her, she's doing okay, you've got nothing to worry about,” I said.

" Thank God, where are you taking her? Will you bring her here?” I knew where I'd be taking her but I didn't want to tell her where.

“ I know just the right place," I said.

“ Where?" When did my sister become so nosy? Did I forget she was my sister? Of course she was nosy every time.

“ That's not for you to worry, she's safe and that's all that matters, you should go to bed now,"

“ Alright brother, take care," I ended the call as I dropped my phone and started the car. Katherine mumbled something in her sleep, I turned to her before quickly turning my eyes back on the road.

The night was cold and quiet and there were no cars on the road. I kept driving until we reached our destination. I parked the car as I stepped out and walked around to get Katherine. I opened the door and unbuckled the seatbelt as I held her and carried her out before closing the car door.

We've been here before for the same reason, she was drunk and I had to bring her here. I sometimes come here to calm myself whenever my mind was going crazy with thoughts of her, not like I could ever escape thinking about her, this cabin was filled with the memories we had when I brought her here.

I opened the cabin door and used my shoulder to push the door open as I walked in closing it behind me.

I walked with Katherine to the bed as I gently laid her on the bed. She mumbled something in her sleep but I didn't quite get the words.

I removed her shoes and took off the dress she was wearing, it was dirty with sand from the beach and a little of her vomit. I took the dress to the bathroom and then I soaked a towel in warm water before returning to her and then I started cleaning her body.

I just wanted to take care of her and there was nothing sexual about what I was doing. I took off her bra and the underwear she had on and cleaned everywhere then I took one of my shirts and wore it on her before drawing the blanket up her chin as I watched her sleep.

I couldn't help but think back to what she said at the beach. She heard my conversation with Andrew, but the truth was she didn't hear everything.

Or else she'd not be that mad at me. I don't know how I was going to explain myself to her when she was sober.

All these years this has been the reason she hated me, looked at me like I was the worst man on the planet, she thought I only saw her as a good fuck.

Fuck, I was screwed.

My eyes went to her face and I took my time to admire her, her beautiful lips, the lips I wanted to get a genuine smile from. Back then at the beach she looked in pain and heartbroken. I wonder what the problem was.

Now my own problem was, how do I tell her ‘ I know I said that shit but believe me you didn't hear everything,’ Was I even supposed to say something like that about her?

Flashback

“ Why do you have that smile on your face like you're thinking of something, you know," Andrew said as he wiggled his brows at me.

“ What are you talking about?" I asked as I took a sip from my wine glass.

“You like her don't you?" He suddenly asked.

" Who are you talking about if I might ask," I asked.

" Stop playing dumb, your maid, I saw the way you kept looking at her, you looked whipped man,"

" Then you have something wrong with your eyes, there's nothing going on between us," I said, even to my ears the words sounded like a lie. I couldn't imagine the idea of waking up and not seeing her face, I don't think I could survive that.

" Yeah, let's say I believe you, so you've never fucked her,"

" Stop asking me stupid questions Andrew, Katherine is nothing to me, she's nothing more than a good fuck, she asked to be fucked and I gave her that, stop making up fairy tales where there's none," I felt like I stabbed my own heart with those words.

“ Really?" He asked with raised brows.

“ Yeah," I said dismissively, turning my eyes away from him.

“ So that means you don't mind me having a taste of this good pussy?" My hands were around his throat before I could blink.

“ If I fucking find you near her or looking at her I'm going to kill you," I said and he started laughing.

“ And she doesn't mean anything to you, yet just because I said I wanted her, you want to kill me, get your fucking hand around my throat dude, I'm not going to touch your woman, she's all yours," He said as I removed my hand around his neck with a sigh.

“ You're in love with her you can keep denying it to yourself but you have to tell her,"

“ I'm scared man, I'm scared she might not want me that way,"

“ So what, you're going to keep fooling around with her till someone else takes her?" The idea of her with another man made my head spin, I didn't want that to happen.

“ Tell her man, stop being a chicken,"

“ You're right man, I'll talk to her tonight, I'll give it a shot,"