The billionaire’s redemption

“Is that your dad ?”

I ask in a breathless voice while pushing Pete to dislodge him from my boob he was suckling on like a greedy baby hungry for milk but he won’t budge. Pete is high again and for some reason very cranky today. Since he got the summons from his father’s secretary,

“Pete, stop! Your dad just walked in I think”

I have never met Robert Williams before but everyone who is into finance knows who he is.

One of the youngest billionaires, his company is his life. He is known for being ruthless in getting what he wants but that’s not all. He looks so perfect and handsome, if his billion-dollar empire fails he can give models a run for their money.

Thankfully , the position we are in covers my nakedness, and Pete’s dad can’t see much especially since he is standing in the shadow of the dimly lit passageway but I am flushed with embarrassment because any mature adult can guess what Pete is doing.

I drag down my top and push Pete off. Pete sighs: seemingly disappointed, turning to look in the direction of his dad

“Dad can’t you see I am busy”

“Can’t this wait till we are done?”

He questions his father tartly while rising from the sofa.

“Pete, Don't you have any form of respect for the lady you are with ?”

“I thought you told me she was your girlfriend and she is supposedly different, “

Robert says in response.

I stand to finish putting my clothes in order, this is not how I envisioned meeting Robert Williams for the first time. I always give into Pete’s demands and wants, I told him that we should behave since we are at his father's house but he never listens to me and I always give in. I am a pushover as my mum says and now I look like a cheap slut to one of the top financiers in the country.

“To my office right now, “

Robert says in a stern voice.

Pete huffs and puffs in indignation, steam is running out of his ear, plus the unmissable fact that he is as high as a kite.

I always wonder how I keep getting myself into such compromising situations.

I feel an intense stare and I look up and freeze, Robert’s gaze is on me. I feel an involuntary shiver run through my spine, this must be why people are scared of him, his gaze is like that of a predator after his prey. Until now the darkness of the passageway was covering him but he stepped into the light and I lost my senses.

Oh lord! What a breathtaking specimen he is, magazine covers don't do him justice.

“Ava, Come on!! we don't have all day, come into the study let hear what he has to say”

“ I can't miss the rave party my frat house is throwing today. Pete's voice echoes into the sitting room.

I blink furiously trying to get myself out of the trance I found myself in. I look down: tucking my hair behind my ear and still feeling Robert's gaze move towards the glass door but as I pass in front of Robert my legs give out and I feel myself falling to the floor.

In a flash strong arms, ensnare my waist and stabilize me against very solid muscles, into what I could only describe as heaven.

“Easy there, sweet girl “

This is all I hear as I am encompassed by strong arms and the most intoxicating masculine scent. I involuntarily look up and Roberts's gaze is fixed on me but it has softened to an unreadable expression.

“Thank you,”

I say in a small confused voice.

Immediately he steps back and I miss his warmth, what is wrong with me this is my boyfriend's father. Silently she turns and heads to his office while I follow suit. Our little moment earlier was already forgotten.

In Roberts's office, Pete lays down on the sofa and I sit on the armchair.

“How could you break a brand new car in two weeks?”

“What is wrong with you?”

“Be thankful that the owner of the other car you collided with came out unharmed and was willing to settle”

Robert's voice booms throughout the office.

“What if something had happened to you or your girlfriend”

“You should be grateful she dared to call my office or this issue would have been worse “ Robert continues.

“Dad, I am sorry ok but everything is fine, it all worked out thanks to you”

“So please can I go now? I have places to be and things to do “

Pete responds while standing up to leave the office.

I am not surprised by Pete's behavior, he is a spoilt best who has no regard for anyone except himself. I ask myself most times why I agreed to date him but I know why. Even in his selfish ways, he makes me feel wanted.

Glancing up at Robert, I see the exasperated look on his face, it's very obvious that he loves his son, and that is why he puts up with all his attitude.

“This is my last warning to you Pete, one more mess up and there will be consequences,”

Roberts says while facing the window of his office, his back turned.

Until now he has not addressed me, it's like I am not even present in the room but I am used to being ignored and blending into the background, it is essentially my life memo.

“Ava, come on! We are leaving “

Pete says to me, he opens the door and walks out. I follow suit

“Ava, thank you for managing the situation and getting in contact with me “

Robert says out loud and I stop in my tracks

“The lady told me of how you took care of her and stayed with her till the ambulance arrived “

“She is not pressing charges because it will implicate you too”

Robert turns to look at me and I immediately become tongue-tied, the aura emitting from him is so magnetic. when I don't respond,

He walks towards me and stretches out his hand

“Take this card, it's my line. If my son messes up again and you need to contact me, use it “

he says softly.

Collecting the card, I nod and turn to leave, now in awe that I now possess the personal number of Robert Williams what are the odds? I turn and leave.

“Have you met my father before Ava?”

Pete questions me as we enter his latest car his mum got him.

“No, I have not “

“Only spoke to his secretary the day of the accident”

“Why are you asking?” I respond.

Pete doesn't give me a reply and we head towards the location of the frat party.

Four hours later, I frantically searched for my purse in a room filled with college kids, drunk, all high, and some very handsy with each other. Finding my bag under the ping pong table near what looks and smells like vomit, I empty it on the table, and is shoved from behind. Stumbling, I hold the table to stabilize myself, looking back at a drunk guy I don't even recognize. Focusing on my task, I almost cry in relief when I find what I am looking for. Clutching my phone, I claw my way out of the party to the front door. After some effort of pushing and shoving, I exit the frat house and walk a distance, finding somewhere quiet before dialing the number with shaky hands. I hope to God he picks up, after a few rings, the line connects,

“Robert, it's Pete's girlfriend Ava “

“Please help me!!”