Sixty Days With The Biker Daddy

Chapter 14

NORA

I watched him without saying a word. What have I gotten myself into? How did I get here? What in the hell have I done?

My body was weak, and I felt too tired to shift or even move a muscle. It felt like I went to war or, more, like I had been kidnapped and tied up for hours and also been tortured and beaten up.

Xavier.

This man has claimed me in the most powerful way ever that I can't break myself away from him. He won't let me off; he just said he would ruin me more if I dared.

He offered a proposal, a proposal that I'm scared of accepting. He will help me drag the wedding for sixty days, and throughout those times I will be his and his alone.

I only intended to stay here for a month; that was before I found out I was getting married to Damon. Now it has been extended.

Sixty days is apparently two months; that's enough time on my side. Enough time to prove to my family how much of a scumbag he is and enough time to torture Damon.

I managed to lift my body with a wince escaping my lips. f**k… he's really going to ruin me, and this is just the beginning.

I stared at myself and I wasn't liking the way I was looking. If I go home this way my family will immediately suspects something and then create an alarm.

I slowly dragged my legs towards the bathroom and grabbed a towel, placing it under the running tap, and used it to wipe my body thoroughly.

I wiped every place, making sure no part was left behind before stepping out of the bathroom. I fixed my clothes and my hair then grabbed my pulse and phone on the table and next to it was a business card.

I picked it up and it read Hawk Xavier. This was his business card, and he purposely left it behind. I dipped it into my pulse because I might need it. I arranged myself properly and strode out of the room.

My legs were still shaky because I still haven't recovered from that estascy. He didn't penetrate, but what he did was so satisfying, and I wouldn't lie when I said I enjoyed it the most, and I'm çurrently craving for more.

I took an elevator down, and when it dinged, I came face-to-face with the person I never expected to see again.

"Nora? Oh my God, it's really you!"

Cindy, my old friend and course mate, said cheerfully.

Why is she happy to see me, and what is she happy for?

Isn't she the same girl I caught being banged by Damon? I would never forget that day, nor will I forgive any single one of them involved.

I didn't say a word and slowly walked past her, but then she grabbed my hands, stopping me.

"Come on, Nora, don't let that incident of that day still get to you. It's been years, and we're friends. Hope you haven't forgotten that?" She reminded with a smile appearing on her face.

I looked at her hands on mine and immediately pulled my hands away from her grasp.

How dare she touch me with those filthy hands of hers that were clawed around Damon's back, simply pulling him to plunge on her harder.

"We're not friends because friends don't betray each other. You slept with my ex boyfriend and that's unforgivable Cindy" I turned around and walked away, not wanting to exchange words with her or spend a single moment there.

"I literally did you a big favor Nora, you should be thanking me because I saved you. Look how successful you are now yet Damon still has no respect for you and he dares accused you being a w***e. Tell me, Nora, if I did a good thing for you or a bad thing??" She shouted after me, and I paused on my tracks.

Whore?

How she's aware about this?

Was she there?

I turned around, and she folded her hands under her boobs, staring at me.

"Wait, is she Ms. Nora Brown, who owns one of the biggest bank in Italy?" I heard someone ask as people began to gather around.

"What's she doing here? For a private business?"

"Didn't you see the news that's trending? Mr. Damon Hawk said, She's a w***e"

"And they were once a couple, but he broke up with her because she's too loose." That one word sank into my heart.

So they think Damon was the one who broke up with me when it's the other way round, or is this what that fool told them instead?

"I literally overheard her earlier, asking the receptionist where she can locate room 306, guess she's here for an old bald client haha..."

They murmured, exchanging words among themselves, and I balled my fist angrily.

I glanced over at Cindy, wondering what her intentions were. Did she say all this to embarrass and humiliate me, or did she mean it in a kind way?

"No,no, no, guys please don't say this. Damon is a bad man, and he's lying against Nora. She's my friend and Damon cheated on her countless times that's why they broke up with each other. Please don't call my friend a w***e if she decides to sue all of you in court, she would practically win" I wasn't surprised to see Cindy trying to clarify things .

That's how she had always been. I still remember her always speaking up for Damon and trying to talk me into the fact that he loves me a lot and can't cheat on me only to find her on his bed enjoying herself....what a shame.

"I didn't ask for your help, Cindy. Let them say what they feel like saying; I don't care" With that, I stormed off.

Getting into my car, I drove off, leaving the premises. A drop of tear fell from my eyes, and I immediately wiped it.

My coming back here was really a mistake. Damon has really tarnished my reputation, so at the mention of my name, Nora Brown, the words that come next are "w***e" w***e, Ms Nora Brown, the w***e.

I sighed and shook my head, trying to forget all of it all.

I didn't know where to go. I haven't spoken with my good friends for long, and I don't know where they stay because I've never been to most of their houses.

I didn't want to go home because that place suffocates like hell.

I parked at the side of the road, thinking of a place that would hook me up, and I eventually spent my entire day there when an unfamiliar yet familiar figure appeared ahead.

I squinted my eyes, staring at the person from inside my car, and she looked so familiar. She was putting on a long black coat with a cap on her head along with a facemask so her identity was sealed up.

And she stood as if waiting for someone, then a man showed up.

They both walked forward and stopped a few inches away from my car. I heard them murmuring and speaking to themselves, but I couldn't hear what they were saying because of my soundproofed car and inaudible voices.

In the end, the girl or lady handed the man a brown envelope, and he bowed before disappearing, leaving her alone.

The girl in front of me wrapped her coat tightly around herself because it was damn cold and snowing badly.

And then she turned her eyes on my car. Thank goodness it was tinted, so possibly they couldn't see me. But the way her eyes lingered on it like she was calculating something shows she kind of knows who might be inside the car.

Before I could brainstorm on whom she might be, she looked away and immediately headed towards the other direction leaving only one thing in my mind.

Who the hell is that, and who the f**k is she??

But whoever she is, I certainly feel so connected with her, and it's making me quite uneasy.