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It’s been two weeks since Jack showed up.
I’ve been at the business most days. Hellen has been training me. Eros has been invested in his work during the day and training Clara.
She’s fucking hilarious. The random pictures I get of him during the day from her have me laughing. Some are just of him sitting working; one was of him sitting with a pen in his mouth as he frowned at some
papers.
There was one with him lying on the floor, with a pillow over his face. She explained that his mother had called, and he couldn’t get off the phone for two hours. He ordered Clara to leave after, and just as she was, she waited and snapped the picture of him screaming into the
cushion.
It meant that when I finished, I had something to joke about with him. He’s got used to Clara sending me pictures of him now; sometimes, he poses, which is hilarious.
She moved in because he didn’t want me to leave, but now, he pretty much treats her like a daughter. I mean, he could be her dad. It just means he had her when he was sixteen, but she’s not moving out anytime soon. That is my order.
Not until I know for sure she can live alone. I get she has for years and
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looked after her mum, but that was different. She was forced to then, and based on the camper home when me and Eros went to pick up her family pictures, she had no idea about living alone.
Her cupboards consisted of crackers, and the fridge only had cheese in it. Oh, and there was cereal, she can’t cook. So, she can’t leave until she
learns to. That was on Eros order.
So, she’s pretty much become our adopted child, which is weird as I’m only like ten years older than her.
Jack showed up once, a few days later, and asked if he could give me back the money I had to pay back. I refused, much to his surprise. Taking the money felt like he was getting forgiveness, and he didn’t deserve it, and I also didn’t want it.
I didn’t want him to show up in two years and say he needed it, so I refused, and he flew himself back to France, much to his disappointment, without me..
“Hey!” I look up and see Clara.
“Erm, what are you doing here? You’re not meant to come here again, Clara,” I state, and she laughs.
“I’m not here for work. I’m free of the assholes, so I won’t be going there again,” she grins and sits.
“You swore?” I stare at her, and she laughs.
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“Eros swears a lot during the day while he’s working. Alexis. It’s almost like a language to him, especially when someone annoys him.” She grins at me
“Okay, what did you come here for then when you’re meant to be working?” I ask
“Eros told me to come.” She grins at me.
“Wait. have you heard something?” I ask, and she nods.
“He’s getting charged. Are you ready for the list?” She grins, and I nod.
“Abuse of position of trust: causing a child to engage in sexual activity, Abuse of position of trust: sexual activity in the presence of a child, Abuse of position of trust: sexual activity with a child. Arranging child sex offence.”
I go to speak, and she puts her hand up. “There’s also Causing a child to engage in sexual activity. Causing or encouraging prostitution of girl under 16, Causing or inciting child prostitution or pornography. Paying for sexual services of a child, Sexual activity with a child, Trafficking within the UK for sexual exploitation.”
My eyes widen, well shit.
“He didn’t get the rape one, though, but there was more, as they also read the charges to do with all the reports from women here, and a few
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of them were rape charges,” she says while smiling. Moving, I hug her.
“You’re a fucking powerhouse Clara, you realise none of the women. were going to speak up, they only reported things because you could!” I explain.
They did. Eros and I tried, but they refused. It was when I mentioned Clara had reported him that they got the courage to. Hell, if she could do it after everything, they could.
“We need to celebrate!” I say.
“No, Eros has got business people around this evening. I’m going out with Emmi; you are getting on your business dress and helping Eros,” she smiles at me.
“Okay, come on, let’s get back.” I pack up, and we leave. I still can’t believe all the charges against Elon, but then again, there’s proof–a lot of proof–and the fool refused to accept a plea deal, so they really hit him hard.
When I get back, I get showered and put on lingerie. I stand looking at the dresses, smiling when I see the shorter ones. I typically wear them when we’re alone..
“I vote for a short dress,” Eros says, and I smile. “Easier access for when I get bored later and pull you into a side room quickly,” he speaks and squeezes my ass.
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Turning, I smile at him. “Long dress, it’s business,” I say and kiss his check. He pouts slightly. “You’re a perv,” I joke, and he nods.
“Only for you.” He pulls me to him. “Did Clara tell you?”
I nod. “Yes, I need to think Mr Westbrook tonight,” I explain, and he smiles.
“You don’t need to. He’s become quite attached to Clara and asked her out on a date,” he says, and I stare at him.
“Is that a fucking joke! He’s nearly fifty,” I shout.
“You thought I meant Sean?” He laughs. “No, I meant his son, the one who is dealing with the case just with his father watching over him,” he explains, and I relax.
I panicked. Mr. Westbrook is an amazing lawyer. I forgot that his son was doing most of the work on Clara’s case. Eros meant Dan, the son, not Sean, the nearly fifty–year–old.
“Get ready. I look forward to seeing what you choose to wear.” He kisses me and walks out. I move to the dresses and pull out the perfect
one.
He seems to think that long dresses can’t be as sexy and taunting as short ones. I aim to prove him wrong, and this week, I found the perfect dress to do just that.