Fight

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN 

AUTHOR'S POV 

"You shouldn't bother about me, you're the only medicine I need to get better," he told her.

His face is close to Luna and he he's still holding her tightly on her waist as though she was going to run away if he let go of her.

"Please," he told her and she could feel his breath on her face. But she isn't ready for this.

"Let's do this some other day," she told him.

"I want it now, let's have sex together, " he said in a commanding tone.

" Was this what he really wanted?" Luna mused.

She's not going to have sex with him until their wedding night and if he isn't okay with it, he should forget about it.

"Not now, Victor, not now!" She told him.

"Not now? Then when?" He asked her slightly provoked.

"You have to wait until our wedding night." She told him.

"Our wedding night?" He said with a disparaging smile on his lips. 

"Why our wedding night? Luna, stop acting like a virgin!" He told her.

She couldn't believe her ears. What has come over him?

Embarrassed, she furiously pulled his hand from her waist and pushed him away with all her might and tried walking out of the room when he held her hand.

"You can't leave," he told her sternly.

Was he going to rape her?

***

On arriving at the hotel, Kieran walked inside and met with the receptionist.

"Hmmm..." He hummed when he heard someone calling his name.

"Kieran,"

Kieran turned around to see a tall, slender, middle-aged man with a white complexion, dressed in a black suit, standing in front of him. The unfamiliar face suggested they had never met before. The man carried a briefcase and exuded an air of wealth. 

"Who are you?" Kieran asked. 

The man smiled guardedly, replying, "Someone you can trust." 

Kieran raised an eyebrow. "And how am I supposed to trust you?" 

"Because you're here to meet me," the man said. Kieran shook his head. 

"Meeting you doesn't automatically mean I can trust you." Kieran said.

He eyed the man curiously. "Pardon me, but were you the one I spoke with on the phone?" 

"Yes, I am," the man confirmed. 

Kieran took a deep breath. "How do you know me?" 

"I've heard a lot about you," the man said. Kieran's curiosity turned cautious. 

"You've heard a lot about me? Hope it's not bad?" He asked the man.

The man chuckled. "Not really. I've heard about your company, and I think working together could be a good idea." 

Kieran shrugged, intrigued. The man extended his hand. "I'm Fredrick Lionel." 

Kieran accepted the handshake, replying, "You already know my name, so there's no need for introductions."

"Pleasure meeting you," Fredrick said.

"Pleasure meeting you too," he told him with a small smile playing on his lips.

"Okay, come meet with the others at the conference hall," he told him.

Kieran couldn't believe that the man has mentioned that he should come meet with the others. How many are they?

"Who are they?" He curiously asked him.

"They'll be your business partners soon," Fredrick told him.

This seemed more like a dream to him. After his return, he had no plans to start up the company, despite receiving a text message from his former secretary a week ago. The message had extended greetings to him for returning to the group in peace after his banishment.

His secretary had also informed him that the other staff members were waiting for him to restart the company. Although he hadn't responded to the message, the opportunity he'd been searching for to start anew had finally arrived. He was determined to begin again, bigger and better than before.

As he walked into the conference hall with Mr. Fredrick leading the way, Kieran met with approximately sixteen well-dressed men. Upon his entrance, they stood up, seemingly showing respect. 

"This is Mr. Kieran, the CEO of Kieran's Construction Company," Fredrick introduced. 

Then, turning to Kieran, he said, "These are my business partners." 

Kieran's confusion was evident as he asked, "What business, if I may ask?" 

Fredrick gestured for him to take a seat. "We'll discuss that shortly. Please, have a seat." Kieran pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I'm surprised you don't know who I am," Fredrick said to Kieran. 

"We haven't met before, so I wouldn't know you," Kieran replied. 

"A lot has changed since you've been away for seven years," Fredrick explained. "I'm not surprised you're unaware of the changes." 

Kieran's curiosity piqued, he asked, "So, what's this meeting about?" 

Fredrick's expression turned serious. "I'm a contractor, and there's a contract I'm interested in. I'd like to offer it to you, but there's one condition." 

"What's the condition?" Kieran asked. "We'll become shareholders in your company," Fredrick replied.

Given the company's history even before his banishment, he didn't think allowing them to be shareholders would be a good idea. 

"Your company would have to go ahead with the plan to build the estate; you'll give me your estimate," the man told him. 

"I don't think I like that idea," he said. 

"Which idea?" he asked. 

"You being a shareholder in my company," he replied. 

"I won't be a problem for your company; rather, I'll help you stand on your feet. You have a battle to fight, and you should know that those people have money. You can't withstand them if you don't have yours," he said. 

Kieran's curiosity was piqued - who was he talking about? Victor and Liam? 

"I don't understand," he said, raising a brow. 

"You might not know me, but I know you very well, and I'm here to help you," he said.