THE REMORSEFUL BILLIONAIRE

Nathan’s POV

Oh fuck, there seems to be something wrong with me. I hope my aunt isn’t right when she called me a bad luck and disaster years ago after my mom’s death.

Everything, even the universe, seems to be against me. I don’t have peace within me; I always have this fear of the unknown.

A wave of guilt weighed on me. It seems to me that I’m the architect of my own misery. I should have lived differently and better.

Oh damn, I miss mom. I find no love or warmth in London, everything just seem off, like I just popped up in the middle of nowhere. Even the only person I love and hoped for her forgiveness, I keep ruining my chances with my careless words and actions.

“Should I just go back to Rome?”

“If I go back, what would I do there?”

No one would want to associate with me, as all dreaded and avoided me like a plague.

“Well let me just stay here. At least I’m a billionaire and highly respected here” I said loudly, rounding off my thoughts.

I took the cup of coffee placed on the table and took a sip, which I immediately spat out. The coffee was so bad that I started coughing vigorously.

I took the phone and called her, telling her to come over sounding really pissed. I dropped the phone when I reminded myself that I shouldn’t talk and treat her rudely.

The pains I caused her years ago is already too much to last a lifetime, that I shouldn’t add more to it. She deserves some happiness and peace.

I heard a gentle knock on the door.

“Please come in”, I said respectfully.

She came in, looking surprised and lost. I guess she was wondering if she heard me right. She must have known me as an asshole.

“You called for me sir?”

“Yes, I did”

I don’t like the coffee you made, it’s not creamy, not sweet enough and it’s cold. Please make another one for me and this time let it be better “, I said with a weak smile”.

“Okay sir”, she said and smiled shyly.

She walked out of the room, and I appreciated her sexy and well-endowed body, she is got some amazing features and I could feel my dick jerk.

“Oh damn! Even Catherine, my fuck mate, doesn’t make me feel this way.

Catherine is the girl I always fuck anytime I want to have sex. She is also pretty and sexy, and most importantly, she knows how to please me and satisfy my needs. We have been together for more than a year. We meet up at a hotel, have sex and I pay her handsomely well with no strings attached. Our relationship was a blend of physical satisfaction and professional detachment, as we remained mutually beneficial to each other.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She came back some minutes later with the coffee and placed it on the table.

“I hope you like this sir” she said with a smile, looking brighter than earlier.

“Okay, let’s check it out”, I said and sat up.

I took the cup and sipped, it tasted nice and better than the former.

I made an expressionless face, as if the coffee was bad.

“How is it sir”, she asked anxiously

“I love it “, I said and smiled

“Thank goodness” she said, happily relieved.

I looked at her, and she seemed somewhat relieved. She must have been worried and scared when I shouted on her earlier.

“Okay sir, let me get back to work”.

“What is your name again?”

“Judith, Judith summers”, she answered.

“I’m sorry with the way I treated you earlier. I was just going through some phases. Though I shouldn’t have passed my aggressions on you, I would like you to be here early and do your job well and then we wouldn’t have a problem” I said without taking my eyes off her.

She looked at me, shocked and seems to lose her voice for a moment….