CHAPTER 7
1351 Words
LARRY
Where do I start?
Mmh!
I will start with the hottest therapist in town.
Myra.
For one reason or another, I can’t get her off my mind. I’m amazed by her. By how beautiful she is and how good she is at her work. This is not a crush. It’s not love. It’s purely lust.
I want to lock myself in the same room with her and undress her. I want to caress every part of her body and bang her hard until she keeps begging for more.
A pervert?
Yes. I know I’m a pervert. A total deviant who wants a woman that I have just met. It’s barely a day and I can’t stop thinking about banging her. I keep on imagining how it feels like being inside her. Every thrust making her want me more.
It’s not my fault. She is hot. Damn beautiful. More than my girlfriend and to make it more interesting, I don’t feel like doing it with my girlfriend. I love her but I never look forward to that. It’s not thrilling. The thrill is doing it with Myra.
Funny thing is?
I don’t know her. I just met her yesterday and she has occupied my mind. From the time I walked into her office to the time I walked out. From the time I asked for her address from Ramsey in pretense that I needed to talk to her about a problem. This was after he told me about getting another therapist.
I couldn’t take it. There is no way I will talk to another shrink. It’s not only about not sharing my problems with everyone. It’s about getting to see Myra.
Myra! Myra! Myra!
There is something about her that I can’t wrap my head around. It’s still lust but I feel the urge to protect her. I almost snapped her asshole’s hand when he raised it on her.
I know nothing about him but I don’t like him. That’s no way to treat a lady. No man should raise his hand on a woman. That’s the dumbest thing I have ever seen.
I’m not perfect. Especially now that I’m thinking of sleeping with another lady but I have never raised my hand on a woman. Myra is vulnerable and I will be there for her.
As I drive to work, I know one thing. I must get to feel her inside. I must hang out with her and be there for her. I don’t know in what way but I need to. I just want to spend time with her. Being an ass but I enjoy it.
Justin parks outside my office and walks out to open the door for me.
“You can leave but I need you to take me somewhere at two.”
“Okay sir.” He answers humbly.
“There are some things I need you to buy.” I take my wallet and give him some money. “I will inbox you what I need.” I say and walk into the building.
This place always gets busy when I walk in. Everyone pretends to be busy. From the cleaners, the security people, the receptionist to the manager. I’m used to that. They know that if they try to mess with my company I will get rid of them. Not killing them like I want to do to my dad. I want to hire a Hitman and eliminate him. It’s just a matter of time and I will have the perfect hitman.
How dare he cheat on my mother? How dare he bring another woman to my mum’s house? To their house and do it on the couch?
He disgusts me. He has never been a father figure. The only father figure I know is my uncle Edward. This other asshole who claims to be my father can go rot in hell.
He has never helped me. We have never been close. I acquired what I have through my hard work. Not through what my parents have. Yesterday’s session was not very helpful. That’s because I was not open-minded. She was talking to me but my mind was elsewhere. Maybe I should listen to her and do what she told me to do.
What did she say I should do? That I should write all the stuff dad did on a piece of paper and burn it? That isn’t what I want. I want to write how much of an asshole he is and shove the paper up his ass because that’s what he deserves.
And the b***h he was hooking up with?
If I get to know who she is she won’t like it. She will be dead completely. She can’t take my mother’s happiness from her and I let her go Scot free. No. I have scores to settle with all of them. Even Myra. She should explain why I want her this bad.
The elevator slides open and I walk out.
“Morning sir?” Regina greets humbly.
“Morning too Regina. Anything I should know?”
“Yes. Mr. Brown called here because he couldn’t reach you on your phone and he said you should call him back.”
“My father?”
This is funny. Why is he calling me? I should change my surname.
“Yes sir.”
“I will give him a call.” I tell her knowing well that that isn’t going to happen. I don’t have time for that. “Anything else?”
“Yes. Your fiancee is waiting in your office.”
“Okay. Thanks Regina.” I say and walk into my office.
Terry is seated behind my desk, her legs on the table.
“Baby.” She says getting off the seat and coming to hug me.
“Hey? What are you doing here?” I ask pushing her off immediately after the hug.
“I’m here to see you? Don’t you miss me?” She asks clasping my hand.
“I do but I have a lot of work that needs to be done terry.”
“That important? You have never said that to me. You are always happy to see me.” She leads me to a couch and makes me sit. She sits on my lap and wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me. I don’t feel like it so I shut my eyes and push her hands off my neck but she is the stubborn type so she wraps them around my neck again.
“Stop Terry. I have work to do.”
“More important than me?” she asks rolling her eyes at me. I’m used to her doing that and it’s no big deal. Myra rolled her eyes at me and I felt tempted to push her against some surface and f**k her hard.
Why am I thinking about her at such a time? That’s how badly I want her.
“I didn’t say it was more important.” I say shutting my eyes again. I don’t want to snap at her. I love her so much.
“Why is your phone off? Been calling you the whole night.”
“I turned it off. Needed to think about some things.”
“ Where were you?” she asks.
“At home. I was indoors. Why do you ask?”
“Because I went to your place and you were not there. Where were you baby?” she asks raising her eyebrows at me.
“I went to see Uncle Edward.” I lie to her for the first time.
“Okay. She shrugs and kisses my neck. “Did you sleep at his place?”
“Nope. We talked and I left late.”
“Your scent. This is not your scent Larry. This is not your body wash. It smells different. Are you cheating on me?” she asks getting off my lap.
“I’m not cheating on you.” I take my phone from my pocket and turn it on. I feel her glare on me but don’t look at her. Voicemail messages start streaming in and I ignore her completely. I ignore my father’s messages and focus on the rest. I will listen to his when I’m drunk.
“So you are just going to assume that I’m not here?” she asks angrily.
“Come here.” I gesture at my lap and she sits reluctantly. “I’m not cheating on you. I slept over at Tamara’s place. That’s her body wash.” I know so well she can’t call to ask her. Tamara has never liked her and they are not best of friends.
“Okay.” She shrugs and kisses me.
My phone rings interrupting us. It’s Myra.
“Who the hell is that?” Terry asks glaring at me.
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