Bad Boy's Forever

Chapter 2

I woke up early at 4am and went for a workout until 5am. If someone told me four years ago I would wake up this early, I would laugh at them and recommend a mental asylum. It's funny how all those years have changed me in so many ways.

I take a quick shower, tie my hair in a high ponytail and dress up in a white neat button-down shirts with a blazer and a pair of women slacks. I pair my outfit with black flats, I'm not a fan of high heels.

I go downstairs for breakfast. My chef, Mirriam is already here. I offered if she could stay at my place but she declined the offer. She has a family she has to go to but she still manages to be here this early.

"Good morning, Ms. Summers." She greets as she sets a plate of yummy food in front of me. She has cooked for me scrambled eggs and toast, not forgetting my usual morning cappuccino cup.

"This looks delicious, thanks Mirriam." I say as I grab my fork and dig into my breakfast.

"Oh no need to thank me, it is my job, Ms. Summers." She says while wiping her apron

"Please, just call me Nora. And this food is delicious." I say while wiping the side of my mouth with a napkin.

"It's my pleasure." She says as she heads out of the kitchen, probably to the storage room.

After breakfast, I head downstairs and my driver, Liam is standing next to my car.

"Good morning Miss Summers." He greets while opening the car door for me and I nod at him in acknowledgment as I settle in the car.

We arrive at the building and I go straight to my office room with many people staring at me, I haven't got used to the stares and the respect from all the workers in this place but I will eventually. I open my laptop and start to work on the upcoming project which I'm supposed to work on with Parker Co.

"Hey Nora, Mr. Parker will be meeting you in the conference room." Chad opens the door, reminding me of the meeting.

"I'll be there soon." I say as I save the documents, close my laptop and head to the conference room.

My heart starts to pump rapidly against my chest. How bad could this be? We haven't seen each other for like four years, so no big deal, right?

I open the door and he turns to look at me. I freeze in my position as I stare at him. He looks even more handsome than I had imagined. It hurts to look at him, Oh my God.

He has tousled dark brown hair, which is thick and lustrous. His eyes are a mesmerizing deep ocean blue like they always have been but better, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face is strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He has dark eye brows, which slope downwards in a serious expression. His former playful smile had drawn into a hard line across his face. His perfect lips ripe for the kissing.

I shake my head to get rid of the stupid thoughts in my head, this is wrong. I look at his face and he is also staring at me wide eyed and somehow, I start to feel self-conscious of how I look. I am still not a big fan of makeup but I still use it, occasionally. I wish I had used it for today. What's wrong with me?

"Good morning Mr. Parker." I cough slightly and say in a professional voice. He composes himself and takes my hand for a greeting. I quickly remove my hand from his, the electric sparks travel up my spine. He still has that effect on me even after all those years.

"Good morning, Ms. Summers." He says after I remove my hand from his. A small smirk tugs at his lips, he knows the effect he has on me.

Jerk!

"Let's start this. Michelle, can you please give us a moment." He says to a beautiful girl behind him. Probably his P.A, right?

"Sure, I'll leave you to it." She says as she puts her hand on his shoulder. I stare at the hand skeptically. Ryder looks uncomfortable as she does this. I resist the urge to cut off her arms and strangle her to death.

I cough slightly and settle at the conference table. A pang of jealousy, hurt and insecurity sweeps through me. After all these years, how could I forget he went to college and probably met many beautiful slutty girls or even badass girls that he could be into and probably even forget my first name?

"Shall we start?" he says as I take out the documents from a folder file.

"Sure." I say as I hand him the documents, I make sure that our hands don't touch as he grabs the documents.

I have already signed the contracts, he is the last person to sign them. After signing, he looks at me.

"How are you?" he asks while looking at me, why does he keep looking at me? Isn't it supposed to be the other way round? I mean look at him, he is even way hotter than he was. He is way hotter than Tom Holland. Sorry, Tom Holland, I've found someone way hotter than you. It's so freakin' unfair.

"Why are you asking?"

"I don't know, it's been four years and we haven't seen each other or talked." He says and I remember what happened at prom. Why did it have to happen? I wish it didn't happen. I miss him so damn much.

"You know why." I say as I pack the documents of the contract.

"I don't care about that bullshit, I want to see and talk to you." He says as he grabs my hand which I pull away quickly.

"This is what's best. It's for both our safety and happiness." I say sadly.

"I don't care how hard it is to be together, nothing is worse than being apart. My happiness is with you, always has been and always will be." he says with his eyes, soft and warm.

"I know, my happiness is also with you. But we can't forget what happened all those years ago." I say choking on my voice.

"That doesn't mean you avoid me like a plague. At least try talking to me maybe phone or anything." He says in a hurt voice. I know what he is trying to say but after what happened all those years ago, I ignored all his calls and texts. I even changed my number. It was for the best.

"It hurt and broke me that you didn't want anything do to do with me. I was always in touch with your friends and Albert to always check how you were doing?" he says while holding my hands but this time, I don't pull them away. It's true, he always called my friends who would and still push me to talk to him. Albert once came into my room to force me to talk to him and I threw his phone out my window.

"You don't understand. I still have feelings for you. But if not being with you means protecting you and I then I'll do it." I say while holding his hands.

"Bullshit, you're doing all this to protect me?" he says incredulously and I just nod, feeling a complete i***t. Who says that?

"Yes, I'm doing all this to protect you. He will come back to ruin our lives if he sees us together." I say honestly as my eyes prick with tears, remembering what he said that night.

"I don't care what that fuckin i***t said. I'm the one to protect you, princess. You have to fight for our love and stay strong. The guys are finding a way to capture that bustard and send him to hell." He explains.

"Which guys?" I look up curiously. What does he mean?

"Jason, Cole, Peter and Ryan, some friends from college. We are working on finding him."

"What?!Don't. You're gonna all get yourselves killed. Seth is a very dangerous person, are you forgetting what he did?" I shout as the anger courses through my veins. Tears start to fall down my cheeks and he reaches out his hand to wipe them.

"Come here." He says opening his arms. I walk up to him and take a seat on his lap as he wraps his arms around me.