Forever with the Billionaire

Hillary POV

“Rise and shine!” I shouted as I burst into Loukas’s room unannounced. His room seemed too dark than the devil’s soul. I wondered if he made it like that. It was so hard to find the switch, and when I did, and the light came on, I realized that everything about Loukas was a mystery. There was nothing homey about his room. Everything inside his room was dark, from his curtain to his bed covers. Even his desk was dark. “Rise and shine!” I repeated and clapped my hands. Loukas placed one of his many pillows on his head and groaned out in frustration.

“Why are you in my room?” Loukas yelled and slowly rose from the bed. “Why!” He threw one of the pillows at me, but I dodged it and instead the pillow hit the lampstand beside the bed. The lamp fell, and when I tried to pick it up from the ground, Loukas threw another pillow at me and I got hit on the head. “Leave!” His voice grew louder.

I laughed out loud and picked up the pillows from the ground.” I’m sorry to bother you, your highness.” I gave him a fake bow. “I’m so sorry to bother you this early morning, but according to our routine, you are an hour late! ” I pointed out and gently placed the pillow on the table. I leaned closer to him and pointed to my wristwatch, which signified the time. “We have a lot to do today, sir, and I don’t want you on the bed if we are going to recover.”

Loukas visibly gulped as he stared into my eyes. He rubbed his face and gripped my shoulder, pulling me closer to himself. “What are you doing?” I asked him.

“Get,” he paused and gripped my shoulder a little bit tighter, but I didn’t flinch. Instead, I placed my hand on his and smiled at him. “Get out of my room right now!” He yelled at me and pushed me backwards, but instead I ended up losing my balance where I stood and fell on top of him.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Oh my, I thought and placed my hand on my mouth. My face was buried in his neck and his left hand was around my waist. Faling on top of him made me realize that he was barely wearing anything except for the briefs he had on. I just made a fool of myself yet again. “Are you okay?” I asked him, and just as he was about to say something, the door burst open and Rotimi walked into the room.

“Did I?” Rotimi cleared his throat. With his left hand, Loukas forcefully pushed me off him. I fell and landed on the floor. “Are you okay?”Rotimi rushed to my side and helped me up.

I smiled at him, but I didn’t face him. I was too embarrassed to do it. I had totally made a fool out of myself. I believed Rotimi would have a bad impression of us since he saw us together. “Get her out of my room right now!” Loukas sneered and threw pillows at me. “I want her out!” He yelled and continued throwing things, including his lamp.

Rotimi grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. When we were outside, he folded his arms and cleared his throat. “Is there something I should know?” He made a hand gesture for me to say something.

I bit my lip and lowered my head. “There is nothing for me to say to Rotimi.”

Rotimi placed a hand on my shoulder and heaved a sigh. “I know you are Loukas’s therapist, but he had set his boundaries in his contract. You are not allowed in his room, which means you’ve broken one of his rules! ”

“I’m sorry, but he’s already an hour late for our routine, and I did everything I could to wake him up, but he ignored me,” he said. I tried to explain myself, but I knew I had made a mistake in going into Loukas’s room. “I’ve made a mistake and I apologize for that,” I said.

“Hmmm,” Rotimi sighed as he patted my shoulder. “You’ll say that to Loukas once he is dressed and ready for today’s therapy,” Rotimi said to me and walked into Loukas’s room, leaving me all alone in the corridor. I ruffled my braided hair and took a deep breath. When I released it, I walked away and headed into the therapy room. I sat on my chair and tried to forget what happened between Loukas and me, but the memory kept flashing in my head. I stood up and paced around the room, muttering incoherent words I couldn’t understand.

“What’s wrong with me?” I placed my hands as my heart started beating fast against my chest. When I thought about whether Loukas would do that to me, I remembered the accidental kiss in the car with me. “You are a therapist, Hillary,” I whispered to myself and rubbed my neck.

An hour later, I was still thinking about Loukas because he was on my mind and I couldn’t stop thinking about him. While in my thoughts, the door leading to the therapy room opened and I jumped to my feet. Loukas walked in by himself, using the wheel walker. I smiled at his improvement as he wheeled himself towards When he got to the front of my desk, he glared at me and scoffed. He gave me a questioning look, as if he was expecting me to say something. Rotimi, who had also made his way into the room, gave me signs and pointed to Loukas. “Mr. Whitemore!” I bowed my head in apology. “‘I’m sorry about this morning. It will never happen again and I…. ”

” It must never happen again,” Loukas shouted and smiled at me. “I’ll send you away and not think about it. I’ll make sure you regret ever overstepping your boundary! ” He threatened and wheeled himself away. I bowed my head in response and cleared my throat. Rotimi gave me a thumbs up for apologizing truthfully, but deep down, I was thankful Loukas didn’t cut off my head in anger. Even if it’s just an exaggeration of what he could do, Loukas could send me away.

I walked towards him and sat on the chair opposite him. “We are going to be shopping for your home as everything is still covered in cloth.”

“Doing some shopping?” Loukas scoffed and exchanged looks with Rotimi. “You think I have money to throw around?”

I cleared my throat and heaved a sigh. “I know you have a lot of money, Mr. Whitemore, that’s why I’m suggesting this to you. Redecorating your home is a form of therapy too, on its own,” I explained to him, and when he tried to say something, I continued speaking, interrupting whatever he had on his mind. “I am doing this because it would help you. When was the last time you ever went shopping? ” Not waiting to hear his response, II continued.” Your house is not an ideal place to recover. Seeing new people or being in public around people would help too. I gasped for breath as I finished talking. I played with my fingers as I waited for his response.

He stared at me like he wanted to strangle me, but I didn’t avert my eyes from his burning gaze and made sure I didn’t show any sign of fear, even though I felt my leg shaking. “You must be insane!” He shouted. I had expected him to say that, and it wasn’t surprising when I heard him say it. “I should shop,” he scoffed. “You have no idea of the little I have to get better. My inheritance is at stake! ” He yelled at me.

I covered my eyes as I flinched at his shouting. I lowered my head, unable to say anything. I shouldn’t have bought it, I thought. “I’m sorry that I…” I tried to apologize, but he shouted at me.

“Not another word from you,” he warned, and that got me pissed off.

I stood up and paced around the room. ” I’m your therapist and if you want to get better, you’ll listen to me!” I yelled back at him. “If you keep doubting me, then I can’t be your therapist anymore!”

Loukas scoffed and then started laughing. “You think that I can’t find someone else?” He asked, but I gave no response and folded my arms as I watched him laugh. “All it takes is money, Hillary.” Don’t be stupid! You already signed the contract! ” He slammed his left hand on the couch. “You stop being my therapist and you’ll have to pay a million dollars for breach of contract, which I know you can’t afford!” He stated and that was the truth.

I couldn’t afford a million dollars, but staying in the park with other homeless people was better than staying with an egotistical man like him.” Choose Hillary, would you rather do things my way or choose to spend your entire life paying the debts you owe me? ”

I bit my lower lip and looked away from him. I stared into Rotimi’s eyes that held pity for me and smiled. “I… ” I wanted to say I quit, but Rotimi stepped in for me.

“I already told you Loukas, if you don’t let her do her job, then how else are you going to feel better?” Rotimi questioned Loukas and walked towards me. “She is your therapist and when she suggests things for you, do them because at the end of it all,” Rotimi paused and placed his hand on my shoulder. “We all want the same thing,” he pointed at all three of us. “We all want you to feel better,” he said as he approached Loukas, pulling me towards him. “We all want you to feel better and be able to walk again,” he said, and placed my hand on Loukas’s.

I looked up to face Loukas, and at the same time, he was staring back at me. He raised the left corner of his lips and heaved a sigh. “So you mean I should do some childish shopping with you?” Loukas removed his hand from mine and scoffed. “How does that even help with therapy?”

I removed my hand from Rotimi’s and scratched the back of my neck. “Search online, Mr. Whitemore, and stop doubting what I can do!” I tutted. “Your house basically looks like an abandoned haunted house,” No offense to the aquarium design, but aside from that, the house looked as if it was a ghost house.

“My home does not look abandoned,” he argued. “Rotimi can attest to that,” he stated.

Rotimi exchanged looks with me and burst into laughter. “No, I don’t.” He sat beside Loukas and placed a hand on his shoulder.” “Let’s just listen to the therapist and redecorate this house,” he implored Loukas, who glared at me. If looks could kill, then Loukas would have buried me with his glaring hazel eyes.

“I can call an interior designer to redecorate the house. Why do I need to shop for it? ” Loukas directed the question towards me. “Why, Miss therapist?”

I chuckled when he called me that. He frowned and raised his left brow. In confusion “What’s therapy without a little fun, Mr. Whitemore?” I retorted and smiled. “Trust me, this is one of the best methods you can use to get better and forget what’s happening to you! ”

“Hmmmmmmm,” Loukas sighed and nodded in response. Let’s try that out!”

I clapped my hands and smiled at him. “Great, let’s prepare to leave, Sir,” I announced.

“Now?” Loukas and Rotimi both asked, and I nodded in response.