KEIRA’s POVI sat in my seat, staring down at my phone, my mind racing a million miles a minute. Calvin's message last night still loomed over me like a dark cloud, and I could not shake the feeling of anxiety that came with it. "You have four days left," he had said, demanding that I come to a decision. But I just could not make a decision, no matter how much I thought about it.My professor droned on in front of the class, but his words were nothing but background noise to me. I could not focus on anything but the message on my phone. Calvin knew exactly what he was doing by sending me this. He meant to put some pressure on me, and frankly, it was working.I had been so carefree, thinking I had more time, but I only had four days left. How was I going to come up with a decision in just four days? I let out a silent sigh and decided to try and focus on the ongoing class. Business was something I enjoyed, but today, all the words the professor spoke sounded gibberish to me.I could n
KEIRA’s POV"Okay, Keira, how are you feeling today? Are you still feeling anxious?"I looked up at Clint from the chair I sat on. I took a deep breath, exhaling as my eyes trailed back to the ground. "Yes, I am still feeling very anxious.""Can you tell me why?" My mind replayed the text message, and Calvin's appeared again, along with the photos he had shown me. This was something Clint had to hear."I saw Calvin today," I said, looking at Clint.Clint's eyes were wide, and his face had taken a look of seriousness. "What did he say to you? Did he hurt you?"I shook my head. "He did not hurt me, but he had shown me more pictures he had of us. That one picture was not the only one in his custody."Clint ran a hand through his hair and muttered a curse under his breath. "I had a feeling he had taken more pictures because it did not make sense for him to have only one."I sat up in my chair, worry crowding my mind. "What are we going to do?" I said, my voice as low as a whisper.Clint
KEIRA’s POVI woke from my sleep, the chirping of the birds announcing that it was early in the morning. I could feel the warmth of the sun's rays slowly filling my room. I looked around and blinked at the familiar room. After dinner last night, Papa insisted I stayed the night, and I agreed without hesitation.I had classes, and Papa had work this morning, so I knew it was time to get up and prepare breakfast for myself and Papa. I got out of bed, slipped on my pink bunny slippers and headed to the kitchen.As I was getting the ingredients ready for pancakes, I heard the sound of Papa's footsteps approaching. I quickly turned around to him, fully dressed in a suit. "Good morning Papa! I am making pancakes for breakfast. Would you like some coffee?""Good morning Keira," he replied with a smile. "Coffee would be great, thank you."I brewed him a cup of coffee, and we both sat down at the table. I served the pancakes with a side of bacon and fresh orange juice. As we ate, I could not h
KEIRA’s POV I sat in the back seat of the car with Natasha by my side. We had been driving for a while now, but there was an awkward and uncomfortable silence between us. I had opened up to Natasha earlier about everything. How Calvin had killed my mother and brother and how he had raped me. Natasha did not say a way but listened attentively with a blank look on her face. I could tell that she was having a hard time processing everything.Natasha was unusually quiet, and I did not know how to interact with her. It was as if she was afraid to say the wrong thing and upset me further. I appreciated her concern, but I just needed her to say something to me.I needed to know what she thought about me now. As we continued to drive, Sarah broke the silence, "Where are we headed today, Miss Keira?" she asked, looking at me through the rearview mirror.I took a deep breath before replying, "Could you take us back to our apartment, Sarah?""Sure thing," she said, turning her attention bac
KEIRA’s POV I stood frozen, staring at the television in Clint's living room. A news reporter was on, and next to her was a picture of Clint in a professional suit, smiling."Clint Homer, age 34, a therapist, was seen with a college student being intimate," the reporter said, her voice ringing through the room. I could feel my heart pounding as I saw a picture of us appear on the screen. "The woman beside him is a 22-year-old college student, the daughter of Kane Temple, the CEO of multimillionaire company Temple and Temple Enterprise."I was petrified as I kept my gaze on the picture of Clint and me, the one Calvin had shown me. Why had he released them? He told me I had one week to decide, and I still had two days left. Why?!I could feel my world crumbling, but I was more concerned about Clint."Sources say that Clint Homer is in a very intimate relationship with Keira Temple, even though she is his client, and the huge age gap between the pair," the news reporter went on.I felt
CLINT’s POVAs I sat behind the wheel of my car, my palms slick with sweat and my heart beating erratically, I could not help but feel like I was driving to my doom. As I sped down the road, the streetlights flashed past me in a blur, heading towards Kane's company. The moment I saw his name on my phone screen, I could see my world crumbling right before my eyes. I can still remember vividly the shock I felt when I stopped on channel seven, the news channel. I was not the type to pay attention to the news diligently, but when I heard my name and saw the picture of me on the TV screen, I was unable to move.I was frozen in that spot instantly, my mind struggling to comprehend what the news reporter was saying. It was not until Keira ran up to me that I finally broke free from my trance.My hands tightened around the steering wheel as I turned onto the street where the company was located. I could see the building looming, and my nerves were getting the best of me. I took a deep breath
KEIRA’s POVI did not know why, but it felt like I had nowhere to go. I could not return to my apartment because I was scared of what Natasha might think of me now. I was also afraid to go back to Papa's house. I did not want to see how disappointed he was in me.That scared me the most.I continued wandering down the streets, lost in my thoughts. I felt helpless and powerless, and it was all my fault. If only I had not allowed my addiction to get the best of me, if only I had not fallen in love with Clint, none of this would have happened. Calvin would not have released those photos, and Clint would not be in this mess.Walking, I found myself at a park and sat on a bench. I looked around at the trees and the people passing by, but my mind was elsewhere. I had no idea what to do next, and the weight of the situation was crushing me.I blamed myself for everything that had happened. I had put Clint in a difficult position and had no idea how to get him out. I wished I could go back an
KEIRA’s POV The moment I stepped into the living room, I could feel the tension. Papa was seated on the sofa, his eyes already on me. From his expression, I could tell that he was not pleased. I exhaled, calming my racing heart, and walked over to the opposite sofa, plopping down on it.Papa sighed, and I saw his expression slowly change to hurt and sadness."Ever since your mother died, I felt like I needed to try my best and raise you properly, but I guess I didn't do a good job."My heart sank at his words. "It is not your fault Papa."He looked at me, and I flinched at his harsh gaze."Then tell me why you chose to go out with an older man who is also your therapist?" Papa asked, the volume of his voice rising."Because I love him, Papa.""That is nonsense! How can you love a man way older than you!" He yelled, startling me. This was the first time I had seen Papa so mad, which scared me.Papa clasped his hands together, exhaling as he kept his gaze on me."It seems like you do