My Billionaire Writer

Chapter 2

Savannah ran out of the club sobbing, covering her lips with the back of her hand. She didn't know where she was running, the floor was wet from the heavy rain and she fell down hard on the ground. She was lying on the ground didn't know what to do till she felt someone trying to help her get up. "Are you okay?" The man said, putting his hand on her waist supporting. She looked up and saw Lucas, and she cried even harder when she saw him.

He pulled her into his embrace, wrapping his hands around her body comforting her, giving her warmth "Shhhh... I'm here." Her hands went up to hug his back nestling her nose against his neck. "I'll take you home." She nodded still crying in his embrace. The trip back home was quiet, she looked out the window staring at the dark sky. When they got home, he helped her clean her the scratches that was on her knees and arms.

"Here." He heated up a glass of milk for her and help her settle in bed. "Drink this and rest. I'll be here if you need me." She was zoning out, holding that glass of milk in her hands looking at the gentle steam coming out from the glass. "Savannah..." He gently put him hand on her shoulder, she came back to her senses and smiled at him. "I'm fine. You can go if you want." She put the glass on her bedside table and lied down on her bed covering herself with the blanket.

He sighed and walk out of the room closing the door behind but leaving a bit of gap opening so he can hear her if she called. He went down stairs and sat on the couch, soon he fell asleep because he was so tired.

He felt a gentle touch on his cheeks, opening his eyes slowly adjusting the bright light shining through the window. "Hey sleepyhead." He saw her smiling at him. "I made lunch, come and eat." She stood up and went into the kitchen. Walking into the kitchen, the whole room was filled with the smell of delicious fatty bacon and scramble eggs. "I thought we're having lunch." He chuckles, sitting down on the stool at the kitchen island. "Nobody said you can't have breakfast for lunch. Plus I thought you like bacon and eggs. Especially when the eggs are cooked with the bacon fat."

They sat quietly eating their food. "Did he touch you?" He asked, not dare to look her in the eye. Silence. He asked again. "Please talk to me, I want to help you. I want to protect you." He sighed, now looking at her frowning. "No." She uttered a word and continue eating. "I'm gonna kill that son of..." He bangs the table and stood up. "Just a kiss." He stood there with a faceless emotion. "He what?" He raised his voice, walking over to her and he got down on one knee holding her shoulder with both of his hand. "What happened? Tell me before I do something that I will regret." Putting down her fork, she turned to face him. She pulled the chair from the side and gesture him to sit down. "He kissed me. On the lips." She looks straight into his eyes.

Lucas never kiss Savannah before. He didn't have the guts to and at the moment, all he wanted to do was to kill the man that did. "I ran out of the club because somethings came flowing back in my head and I got scared." She said , he was heart broken with the thought of her going through with that kind of horrible things again.

Few months ago, Savannah was in a very bad shape, she wouldn't eat, she couldn't sleep, every time she close her eyes all she could think of was the man in the back alley almost r***d her. She just finished her shift and was about the leave, she always take the front entrance to exit the club but that day she took the back door. It was raining that night and she was in a hurry to get back home. She didn't notice someone was at the back alley hiding in the shadows. She took out her umbrella in her bag and started walking towards the bus stop.

"Hey beautiful. I've been waiting for you." She heard someone talking but couldn't see who it was, turning her head around and searching for that person. In seconds the man came out of nowhere grab her and pinned her on the wall holding her with both his hands. "What are you doing, let go of me!" She struggles and fighting back. "Don't move baby... you only excite me more." He licks her face and gave her a very dirty grin. "Help!" She screams on top the of her lungs. He quickly covers her mouth with one of his hand "Shhh... don't scream. We wouldn't want people to hear us."

In a swift motion, he ripped her shirt, buttons flying everywhere. He started to kiss her forcefully, on her lips, on her neck, on her breast. She was crying and she couldn't call for help because the man was still covering her mouth. Moving his other hand to pull up her skirt, she tried to kick and punch him away but he puts his whole body weight onto her making her completely unmovable. "Don't move.. or I will shoot you." She was scared, still crying and didn't know what to do. He pulled down her panties and then trying to unbuckle his belt.

Taking out his erected c**k, she already felt it against her s*x. The man loosen his grip on her mouth and she took her last breath and screamed for help, hoping someone could hear her. Lucas was taking out the trash that time and he heard someone screaming. He couldn't see who it was because of the rain so he ran towards the sound. Looking at the scene where the women he loves screaming for help, he didn't think twice and he hits the man so hard, there was bone breaking sounds. Savannah fell onto the ground and the last thing she saw was someone hitting the man before she totally black out.

It took her a very long time to forget about what happened, she tried therapy and it helped but sometimes she still think about it when she's alone in the dark. Now she sleeps with the lights on, even a small night light would help her not to be afraid.

Lucas stood up from his seat and walk towards the back door, looking out the back yard. The grass was getting taller, the tree leaves are piling up and her fences needed a fresh coat of paint. "Hey, how'about we skip everything today and fix your back yard." He turned around facing her. The sunlight gave her a warm feeling and this man standing in front of her made her feel safe. She nodded and smiled. The both of them took the day off and fix the her back yard.

He was walking out from the club, taking out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "Come pick me up" He instructed someone to come to the club and pick him up. "What happened to you?" The driver was in shock when he saw the man covered in bruised and blood on his shirt. "Just shut up and drive." The driver drove the man home without asking anything.

When they reach the man's penthouse, the man went straight to his bar and poured himself a glass of bourbon. Drinking straight down leaving not one drop , he went into his bedroom. He took out his stuff and walk into his bathroom. Taking his clothes off, he stands in front of the giant mirror and looked at his face checking the bruised and the busted lip he had. He took a long hot shower and went back into his bedroom wrapping a towel around his lower body.

He dialed another number and walked out from his room. He saw the driver still sitting there waiting for him. "Zac, thanks for picking me up. You can go now." Zac was the man's childhood friend. He always does what the man tells him to do because the man has this effect on people. People can't say no to him because he doesn't take no for an answer. "But..." Zac said looking up to the man giving him a sad puppy face. "I'll call you later but now I have someone coming over and I need you to leave." The man said, walking towards the door and opening it for him. "I'll see you soon then, take care." The man closed the door as soon as Zac walked out.

"You're being so rough today." Pumping in and out the woman's p***y hard and fast. "Shut up." He kissed her forcefully and ramming himself into her. "Faster.. baby.. I'm cumming.." The woman said, wrapping her arms around the man's neck focusing every thrust that was given to her. He dips his head into the woman's neck and moans in his deep hoarse voice. He thrust into her a few more times and they both found their released.

"Can you tell me what happened to your face?" She took a cigarette out of her purse and light it with her lighter. "Got beaten up by some people." He walked over to the bar and pouring two glasses of bourbon. Passing one to the woman and he sat down on the couch. "Why?" The woman took a sip and put down her glass and climbed over to him, she was about to place her hand on his face but he quickly grabbed her hand and place it on his c**k. Giving him a smirk, she went down on her knees and was about to suck on his c**k but she stood up and started to get dress.

"I don't do BJs, Randy." She finished getting dress and took out her hand. The man stood up from the couch and walked into his bedroom and got some cash. He came out from his bedroom and gave the woman a thousand dollars. She was about to walk out the door but she turned around "This is my last day working, I quit my job. Found a guy that wants to marry me." He stood there looking at the woman and grin. "That's great." She smiled at him giving the man a hug, it was a friendly hug that shows warmth and kindness. "I know right? Me getting married but I'm happy. I hope you get happiness too Randy. Thanks for everything." She looked at him one last time and walked out the door.

Randy is a famous writer. He writes books about feelings. The feeling of falling in love, getting dump, getting scolded and thrown out. Most of the time, the books that he written are about him but it was written in a different character. He loves writing and now he's working on a novel about lost and getting found. He knows how to write the lost part but the getting found part was difficult for him because the only thing he feels now is lost.

He used to be a married man. They got married when they fell in love but soon they were separated because they found that they have nothing in common. They argue a lot and his ex-wife doesn't seem to understand why he always spend time writing and not with her. Randy is the son of Harry Maxwell, the famous businessman that everybody loves and respected. He was he's only son. Harry wants his son to take over his company when he's gone but his son's passion is to write and he hates the fact that his son is like his ex-wife - Carol. Carol is a writer and she writes love novels and poems. She married Harry in a young age and gave birth to Randy. She loves Randy and she always reads love stories and poems to him when he was young.

Harry used to go on business trips a lot but he never once had an affair just because he was away from his wife. But Carol was different, she was alone and she wanted to feel loved so she had an affair with her old college professor. One day, Harry got back from his trip and saw his beloved wife sleeping in their bed with another man. Harry was in rage and he threw her out and took Randy with him. Randy was still young and he didn't have a choice so he obeys what his father orders him to do.

Soon, Harry married another woman - Sandra. They didn't have any children because Harry can't have any more children due to all the stress from work. But Sandra still loves him even though he wasn't able to give her a child. She treats Randy like her own son and Randy didn't mind. As time goes by, Harry starts to take control over how Randy should lives his life and force him to do the things his way. Randy doesn't have a choice because he lives off his father's money and he can't stop.

During high school, Randy fell in love with writing and reading. He loves to express his feelings in words and started to write little novels and poems during class and in his room. Harry found out his son's passion for writing and he despise it. He threw all his poems and novels away and told him to stop writing crap and if he see him write again he would disown him and get him out of the house.

Randy stopped writing and hates his father for what he did. Soon Randy graduated from high school and he went to the best business university that his father used to go. He didn't want to study business, he wanted to study literature and writing but he needs his father's money so he stuck with it. Randy became very rebellious, he doesn't listen to his father, he throw parties in his father's mansion, he sleeps with different woman every time. When he graduated from university, he started working with his father in the company but he didn't like it.

It took him several years to stick it up to his father and moved out from his mansion and move into a small apartment. He started to write again, he didn't lose his passion for writing he just hid it very well. He wrote his first novel and got published by a famous publishing company. Harry wasn't pleased with his son but the people around him are proud of his son for being a famous writer. Harry haven't disown him yet because he has ways to get him back to take over the company.

Randy published many novels and he became an ambassador for few different famous brands because of his attractive looks and amazing body. Soon he moved from a small apartment to a high end penthouse in no time. He doesn't see his father that often unless he needed to. He lives his life as he pleased but he's not happy. He goes to the best A-list parties, he meets different models and actresses, he takes them home, drink with them, sleep with them and does it all over again with different women.

But people doesn't know what he feels inside, he's alone and he's empty.