His Angel

Chapter 17

Laura opened her mouth in shock when Greg told her the reason for his odd attitude that morning and showed her the newspaper on the coffee table.

She tried to speak but no words could come out of her mouth.

Greg stood up and paced the room.
"Do you actually know the reason for my anger now?" He grounded. "It's not the fact that a picture of you and I in an intimate position is in the papers, it's the fact that you connived with your minions to have it put there! You of all people! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't called that stupid publishing company."

Laura flinched.

"What? Aren't you going to deny it?" He snapped angrily. "You wanted fame and you got it! You wanted the paparazzi at your heels and you're gonna get your wish!"

"Greg I..."

"Shut up!" he growled in anger. "Not another word from you."
He took a deep breath, turning away from her and said calmly. "And I had thought you were different. I thought you..." He slumped his shoulders.

Laura took a step close to him.
"Greg..."

"Get out."

"Listen to me first, you have to listen to me!" She wailed.

"I do not want to hear no more of your lies, leave."
He said icily.

"But I didn't do it, I swear..."

"You don't want to leave?" He interrupted, turning back to face her with fury in his eyes. "Fine, I will."

And with that, he brushed past her and left the room.

Laura stood motionless staring at the door he had just vacated. Then her eyes slowly swept to the newspaper on the table.
It was a blurry image but anyone who knew Greg and herself would recognize them easily. They were in a passionate embrace and their lips were locked in the kiss. She recalled that night that had been giving her sweet shivers whenever she thought of it. But those sweet memories had suddenly been turned into tearful ones.

She absently thanked God that whoever took the picture didn't take it when she was chest naked. That would have been devastating to her.
She glanced up at the headline and winced a little.

And it read:
New woman for billionaire play boy; Love or another conquest?

The article identified Greg as the billionaire and her as Chief West's reclusive daughter with a bunch of nonsense downwards, some of which were lies.

Tears streamed down her face. She wondered what Greg must think of her now. He was definitely hurt.

How had her life come to this? Who had done this to her?

She covered her mouth in horror when she thought of her father. He was definitely going to hear of it.

"Oh no no no." She cried, wishing amongst other things, that she was never born.

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Laura didn't know that this was the suffering some celebrities faced some days of their lives.

She had just escaped the press who had swarmed around her like flies trying to feast on a dead body.

The bunch of privacy invaders were trying to ask her questions on her relationship with Greg and their presence and questions had scared the shits out of her.

She had no choice but to push past them and luckily for her, a cab came by and she quickly slid into the car while the psychos even tapped heavily on the car's window as it drove away.