All Chapters of The Accountant: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

 BeauSigh! Another worthless weekend. She had been gracing

BeauThere! She had done it. Mission accomplished. She had set her goal and followed through with it. With flying colors. Several times.Wincing at the soreness she felt in between her raw thighs, every muscle in her body protesting, she

BeauAfter debating with herself the entire weekend, her answer was no. N.O. No. Nay. Negative.There were a million reasons why she shouldn't do it. The most obvious one was, she would be exposed. Her identity has been kept a secret since she was a child. Yes, her colleagues from college might know her as a nerdy girl who studied hard and ended up graduating at the of the class. However, that Daniel guy has no idea of her genius. He never knew that everything was a child's play for her. A means to an end.She was not worried about her egotistical former classmate. What worried her were her shady clients. From cartels and mafias to gangsters and yakuza organizations. She handled them all.There was no way for them to

BeauDisorientation and pleasant tiredness was the first thing she felt when she woke up. Second, soreness and creamy wetness between her thighs. The activities they had indulged in all morning drained her. The man was insatiable.Beau was glad he was nowhere to found at the moment. She needed time for herself. And she needed to think. Desperately.Gingerly, her body moved to the edge of the bed. She had found out from their previous encounter a soothing warm bath could cure the twinge of discomfort in her genitals.Walking on wobbly legs, with the satin blanket wrapped around her, she made it to the spacious bathroom.Looking around her, her lips twisted in anxiety.

Beau This was by far the most complicated financial datasheet she had ever encountered in her accounting career bar none. And she had solved every fucking shit there was since she was a kid. Still, she saw this as part of growth. A gauntlet was thrown, who was she to turn her back on challenges. She craved them. And will never be dissuaded by a small complication. She tilted her head to the side and examined the patterns once more. Like an artist, evaluating and assessing a rare creation of a masterpiece. Hmmm, I wonder how they did it. It took Beau a moment but when it did, something clicked in her brain.