Daddy's Little Whore
Daddy’s Little Whore – Part 120

KEIRA’s POV

I sat on the sofa, in Clint’s living room, wrapped in a blanket he had given me, staring into the empty space ahead of me. I was not expecting Calvin to show up in front of me again, and not especially in front of Clint’s office.

His presence threw me off guard and I did not know how to react. I felt useless, helpless as I remained mute and let Clint do all the talking. I had once thought I could face Calvin when next he reappeared but here I was, shivering like a wet cat.

The sound of Clint’s footsteps hammering on the floorboard interrupting my thoughts. “Are you feeling better now?” he asked, sitting down beside me and handing me a cup of coffee.

I turned to face him and managed a small smile. “A bit better, but still anxious,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

We sat in silence for a while, and I could not help but wonder what he was thinking. Would he break up with me if the photo leaked? He had so much to lose, his job as a therapist, his reputation, everything. I did not want to be the reason for his downfall, but I could not bring myself to give up my father’s company either.

But the thought of Clint leaving me tore me apart even more. How would I survive? My eyes wandered to him and I saw he was staring at the ground, deep in thought. What was going through his mind? Was he thinking about the photo? Does he not need me anymore?

“You know Keira…” Clint spoke up, drawing me attention.

His voice was low and serious, and it bothered me greatly. I took a sip from my coffee, and waited for him to speak.

“I think we need to stop seeing each other for a while. At least until we figure out what to do about Calvin and his blackmailing.”

I went stiff and I gazed at him wide eyed.

I felt a sudden anger and frustration rising in me. “What do you mean stop seeing each other?” I yelled, putting down my coffee cup. “We can’t just give up on us like that. We need to be more careful, but we can’t stop seeing each other.”

Clint sighed and took my hand in his. “Keira, I know it is hard, but we have to think about the consequences of our actions. Calvin already has photos of us, and who knows what he will do next? We can’t risk it.”

I felt tears welling up in my eyes, and I pulled my hand away from his. “I can’t do this, Clint. I can’t just stop seeing you. I love you, and I need you in my life.”

Clint looked at me with a pained expression on his face. “I love you too, Keira, but I can’t bear the thought of losing everything because of our relationship. We need to be smart about this.”

I stood up from the sofa, feeling tears streaming down my face.

“I knew it, you only care about your career, and not our relationship. You can toss me away at the slightest inconvenience. But if that is what you want, then fine. I will go.”

“Keira, you know that is not what I mean. I am not tossing you aside.”

I grabbed my purse and stormed out of his house, not wanting to listen to anything he had to say. I was feeling the weight of sadness and heartbreak heavy on my chest. I knew I could not give up on us, but I did not know what else to do. All I knew was that I loved him, and that was all that mattered.

I walked down the street, my mind still reeling from my argument with Clint. Why had I spoken to him in that manner? I felt a sense of regret wash over me. I knew he did not mean to hurt me, but I had been hurt by his words. How was I supposed to take a break from him? How was I going to live without seeing him for a while?

The thought brought tears to my eyes.

As I trudged down the road, wallowing in my thoughts, my phone rang, and I saw that it was Papa calling. I took a deep breath and answered.

“Hey, Papa,” I said, trying to keep the tremble out of my voice.

“Keira, are you okay?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

I swallowed hard, trying to steady my voice. “Yeah, I am fine. Is everything okay?”

“I wanted to talk to you about something. I have decided that it is time to introduce you to the investors in my company as my successor. I want you to come to the office with me tomorrow.”

I felt a jolt of surprise. He wanted to introduce me to the investors of his company? My heart dropped. I had not fully realized how much being the successor to the company meant.

I wiped the tears away from my cheeks as I quickly composed myself. “Really, Papa? That is, uh, great news. Of course, I will come.”

“Good. I think it is about time we start preparing you for the future of the company. I will pick you up at 9 am. Be ready.”

I agreed and hung up, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. I had known that I would one day take over my father’s company, but I had not expected it to happen so soon. I knew I had big shoes to fill, and I was not sure if I could do it.

Was I competent enough?

As I walked back to my apartment, my mind was already buzzing with how the meeting with the investors would go. I was going to be the centre of attraction, so all eyes would be on me. They only wanted to know and see who was going to take over the company. What could possibly go wrong?

A sense of relief washed over me, removing the hurt I felt from Clint’s words, which was strange.

Maybe this was exactly what I needed to take my mind off of Clint and our complicated relationship. I knew I could never forget about him.

Now that I was more level headed, I began to realise that Clint was right. Calvin could be snooping around, looking to take more photos of us. It was the best choice to stay away from each other for a while, but doing that was not easy.

As I got to my apartment door, something hit me. Clint was also an investor in Papa’s company.