|Chapter 19|

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Bradley's P.O.V

I open my eyes only to see that Maria girl's unresistably beautiful face and her 5'3 body straddling me. If only she was of my societal class and status, she would have been my ideal girl but it gets so fucking hard for me to push her away when we always keep bumping into each other.

I don't want to want her but I feel this immense attraction to her. It's so odd, women have never been important or major vessels in my life....I use them for the pleasure I deserve.

The truth is, most women are either whores or money hungry leaches. Use them before they use you that's the way the game is played

Throughout my earlier years I often wondered if true love really existed for the wealthy or anyone in fact.

I shudder at the dark path my thoughts are headed, memory lane is not a trip I intend to embark on at the moment.

Maria's P.O.V [Continuation]

"I'm sure all the other guys can't make you feel the way I can make you feel" he says a little too cockily.

"What?!" I say both shocked and slightly annoyed. "Other guys? Why do you have this view of me being a whore? " I say pushing him off of me.

"What? Don't act brand new, you can't possibly be a virgin. I mean look at you. You were so willing and ready to offer yourself to me on a platter without protest, I could just take you. Women like you are way too easy" he said with a glorified smirk on his face and I cover my mouth with my hand and stare at him in horror of his words.

"Why would you ever say something like that? don't you have a piece of humanity in you or at least a heart" I manage to spit out feeling the tears pour out of my eyes while my voice breaks. I was beyond hurt by his second series of harsh his uterances

Bradleys P.O.V
Why is she so affected by what i just said to her? I'm sure it was probably the harsh reality of the truth but she looks so broken before me and it slightly affects me but I shrug it off.

She can't possibly have feelings for me that's what women always say anyway, they often hide behind love to manipulate you.

They step into your life broke with nothing to their name then they leave with wealth and leave you with nothing but a penny and a broken heart.

They are the world's most successful gamblers with nothing to loose while us men are nothing but pawns to them.

This girl thinks she's smart trying to deceive me with her adorable pale and freckled face, those luscious pink lips and her frail but sexy body of hers.

Little does she know I've gone through the worst in the hands of women and I'm not about to relive the experiences.

There isn't a doubt that this girl is a beauty. Oh!...there is no question of it, she has a shyness that would make men bend their knees because of how attractive it is.

I could be considered a beast but afterall wasn't it a female magical being that turned the Prince into a beast? same goes for me. The female specie is a tricky one.

Everything in life is a game, love and any other thing you could think of. There is always a winner and a loser and shockingly it's always the good ones that always get the shorter end of the stick. Good guys always finish last.

Maria's P.O.V

I could not believe what he had just said to me. Why? he thinks I'm a cheap slut is completely beyond me. I steal a glance over at Mr. Morganstein who appears to be trapped in his own head unapologetically which causes me to boil. He didn't even have basic ettiquette to apolopgise after blatantly insulting me. I don't blame him though, I blame myself. Afterall, what was i expecting? This man has done it before it shouldn't have shocked me, I should be used to it by now. I put myself in this situation. I saw the fire but chose to get burned.

I don't bother trying to rectify the situation,I'm too angry, too tired and frustrated to do a thing, so I follow my first instinct which was to get as far away from him as possible.

I just put on my uniform shirt that looks like a dress on me and my black and white polka dotted socks and begin to run down his staircase.

His deranged computer system wouldn't let me out without a finger or retinal scan, so I began to wonder around his house until the most classical way to get out his house dawned on me.

Through the window. I managed to get out of his house and begin the walk out of his estate.

The cool evening breeze was starting to make me feel really chilly seeing as I'm half naked but I would rather freeze to death than be in the presence of that man.

I put remove my hair from the once neat bun I had done this morning and allow it to cascade down my shoulders to my waist shelding me from cold as I near the estate gate.

"Any problem Miss?" One of the security guards ask devouring my body with his eyes alone.

I just mearly give him a disgusted and begin to walk away, not having enough energy nor the capability of having to deal with a perverted man at the moment.

When I have reached a substantial distance from Mr. Morganstein's estate I slump down by the side walk and begin to release the unshed tears that has been pricking me for a while now.

I wasn't bothered by the cars passing by me because, I was at my breaking point at this moment. Ever since i met this man it had been battle upon battle but what makes it worse is the fact that I always seem to have this soft spot for him and he always manages to seep his way into my thoughts.

I might have been reading him wrong the whole time feeling like he cared for me even a little bit because of the incident at work where he caught me and held me so tightly with is breath heavy and his heart beating rapidly. We sort of....connected or so I thought even if it was short lived. Then he got jealous of me talking to Mr. Stephen king. The whole thing is making my head hurt maybe i'm reading the whole thing wrong or maybe he's giving me false signals

Bradley's P.O.V

I am emancipated from my thoughts only to discover Maria's absence and then a pang of panick visits me when I discover her pants aswell as her phone, purse and her shoes.

"You've done it now brad" my conscience speaks making me to feel slightly guilty for my actions towards her earlier.

With my torso bare I grab my car keys and begin to pace down my staircase hurriedly. I arrive by my front door and notice it's still locked.

"Of course there's no way she could have left the house" I say to my self.

"Maria! Maria!"I yell only to be greeted with silence.

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