Forever with the Billionaire

Hillary POV

When he didn’t come for therapy that morning, I knew something had gone wrong. I had spoken out of my excitement for Caleb Whitemore without realizing that both brothers were not on good terms. I could have noticed, but I was too stupid to even notice my patient’s difficulty. “What did you do?” I questioned myself as I paced around the therapy room. I turned every time I heard footsteps near my door, expecting Loukas to appear out of nowhere, but he didn’t appear until Rotimi entered the room in the afternoon.

“Hey,” he said as he walked in. I quickly jumped out of my chair and walked towards the door. I looked towards the door, and when he caught me staring, he heaved a sigh. “Loukas won’t be having his therapy today,” he informed me.

I nodded in response because I knew that it had to do with what happened between us the previous day. “Is this about what I said yesterday?” I asked Rotimi, but he didn’t respond, and that was enough for me. I took it as a yes and sighed deeply. I sighed and palmed my forehead.” What did I just do?” I heaved a sigh and continued pacing around. “I need to apologize to him,” I stated and rushed towards the door, but Rotimi stopped me before I could open it.

“You don’t have to worry about it any longer,” he told me, and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the couch. We both sat down and still, he didn’t let go of my hand. “There are things that Loukas or myself didn’t know that I am going to tell you now.” Rotimi shifted in his seat. “Loukas will be mad if he knows that I told you this, but you need to know because Loukas will never tell you,” Rotimi took a deep breath, and when he released it, he started the story. “Loukas and his brother are not on good terms, but they are not enemies either. Since Loukas’ accident, his brother has been the CEO of the company, but Loukas was the one who planned and drew those amazing buildings you mentioned yesterday. It’s all Loukas. ”

I gasped when I realized what I had done. “Oh my!” I said and slapped my forehead. “No wonder he was so mad at me. I have no idea about Rotimi, “I defended myself. ” You know that I will never hurt Loukas like that.” I told him and lowered my head.” I had no idea that he and his brother were not on good terms. I don’t just know when to stop!” I groaned in frustration.

“It’s all good because you didn’t know. Loukas is reflecting on his attitude toward you yesterday. It’s why he didn’t come for therapy today, “Rotimi informed me and stood up beside me, letting go of my hand. “Another person you shouldn’t talk about is Loukas’s stepmother, Amanda, and Caleb’s wife,” he advised, and I nodded in response.

“So you mean I shouldn’t talk about Loukas’s family in front of him ever again, right?” I asked, and Rotimi nodded in response. I stood up and bowed my head. “Thank you for this,” I told him, joining my hands together, forcing a smile on my face.

“Don’t forget to get ready for the gala party tonight. Rotimi reminded me, but I had forgotten about it. I just stared at him, having no idea what he meant by the gala party. “How can you forget things so easily, Hillary?” Rotimi rolled his eyes and palmed his forehead. “The party we talked about yesterday. One of the dresses,” he reminded me, and I clapped my palms together when I remembered.

“Oh, the party!” I chuckled and nodded in response.” Oh yeah, “I laughed and clapped my hands together again. “I had completely forgotten about it,” I admitted, then burst out laughing. “What time is it?”

You have to be done dressing up before seven pm on the dot. “Loukas hates tardiness,” he informed me and walked out of the therapy room.

Of course, I know the likes of Loukas would hate tardiness because of his personality. I knew he would be a workaholic if he didn’t have hemiplegia. “Oh! ” I exclaimed when I thought about the building Loukas had built. Why wasn’t anyone talking about it? Why did his brother take all the credit for it? I thought and walked towards the window. I heaved a sigh when I realized that Loukas might have faced a lot of problems after his accident. “He is a strong man,” I thought.

As promised to Rotimi, I was dressed up for the party before seven pm and had to sit in Loukas’s sitting room until seven. While waiting for him, I stood up and stared at the aquarium, watching the fish as they swam around. “How I wish you could be free and enjoy the rest of your life in the ocean,” I said sadly to the little fish that had swam towards me.

“I’ve heard about therapists behaving crazy, but I never knew that you would be exceptional!” Loukas’s voice sounded as he was wheeled out of the elevator by Rotimi. I turned to face him and almost lost my balance because of how charming he looked.

That might sound cliche and make others cringe, but it’s the truth. Loukas looked like a male model in a wheelchair. His black tuxedo hugged his muscular figure pretty tight, like a second skin, and his hair was brushed backward stylishly. It made him look younger and more handsome. I stared at his beautiful hazel eyes and got lost in them. The room became smaller, and I pictured the two of us dancing alone in the dark.

“Hey! ” Rotimi snapped his fingers in my face. I looked towards him and smiled at him. He also looked amazing. In his brown suit. I wondered how lucky I was to have two men in my life. They both looked like celebrity models and liked the prettiest things ever. “You look beautiful,” he commented and winked at me.

“You don’t look bad yourself,” I replied, giving him a thumbs up, then returning my gaze to Loukas, who was staring at me. ” I must say that you don’t look bad yourself,” I smiled at him.

Instead of replying like a normal gentleman would, he rolled his eyes and beckoned to Rotimi to wheel him away. I took action for what I had said the previous day.

He must still be pissed, I thought as we all walked into the elevator. None of us said anything to one another until we reached the car. It was a white limousine, which I hadn’t seen before among Loukas’s fleet of cars. Rotimi helped Loukas into the car and motioned for me to follow. I entered the limo and sat beside Loukas while Rotimi sat opposite us.

“Welcome, Mr. Whitemore,” The driver of the limousine announced his name and started the vehicle. “I’m Simon, and I’ll be your designated driver for today.”

Rotimi and Loukas didn’t bother replying to him, but I wasn’t the type who wouldn’t appreciate hard work. I gave the driver a thumbs-up even though he couldn’t see me. “Good job!” I said to him.

“Thank you, pretty ma’am,” he replied, and I smiled, but when I turned to my left, I was met with Loukas’s glaring eyes. I cleared my throat and looked away from him. I turned to face Rotimi, but he was on his phone.

“Listen up Hillary,” Loukas clarified, clearing his throat to gain my attention, and when I turned to face him, he started his long list of party rules. “I know you are a fan of my brother, but please stay away from him,” he warned, and I nodded in response. I wanted to tell him that I didn’t mean what I said the day before, but he shut me up and continued. “You are my date for tonight and if any of my family members ask you questions and I’m not there, please don’t respond to them,” he warned, and I nodded in response. “Don’t leave my side until the party is over, and don’t talk to my stepmother,” he said, pointing at me. ” I hope you listen to all my rules and won’t go against any of them.” He dropped his finger and coughed. “Just do that and we’ll be fine,” he stated.

I nodded in response and shifted in my seat. When I saw that he didn’t have anything else to say again, I apologized for what I said to him the previous day. “I am so sorry about yesterday,” I said and all I got was a nod.

At least he acknowledged that.

The rest of the drive was in silence and no one said a word until the limousine stopped. “We are here,” the driver announced.

I took a deep breath as Rotimi stepped out of the car. Positioning Loukas’s wheelchair at the entrance of the limousine, he stretched forth his hand for Loukas to take and helped him out of the limousine. When Loukas was comfortably seated in the wheelchair, I came out of the limousine. “I’ll take it from here,” I whispered to Rotimi, offering to push her forward. He agreed and moved away from Loukas. I stood behind him and wheeled him toward the hotel where the event was taking place. They were about to cut the ribbons for the hotel when we arrived. All eyes turned on us as reporters rushed towards Loukas.

“Mr. Whitemore! You are back from your long trip,” one of the reporters who was the first to get to us asked. It was a female and I stared at how her lips were moving, not bothering to listen to what she had to say next. A camera flashed at us and I thought that I would go blind.

On the other hand, Loukas didn’t look bothered as he didn’t bother replying to any of the paparazzi.

“Who is she? Is she your new wife? ” Another reporter questioned

“I heard you are stepping down from your chairman’s position today,” Another reporter asked and hovered around Loukas, not giving him space for me to move him closer to the people, but then a few bodyguards appeared from nowhere and stood guard, blocking the swarms of reporters and paving the way for me to push Loukas forward.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.