started going out on double dates to the movies and sometimes a dance club.
Everything was great Cadance thought as she typed a letter Rayne had asked her to. She looked up at the door as a group of older men in suits walked in, talking.
" Well, hello there you must be Rayne's new assistant. I'm Gregory Stevens nice to meet you."
She took in the man’s distinguished appearance. He had salt and pepper hair and appeared to be very fit for a man of his age, she couldn't help but thinking.
Smiling at him she nodded, and said hello. She then turned her attention to the three others with him.
They all smiled at her, Cadance looked from the tall slender black haired man to the man next to him. This one was short and bald, he seemed the smile he gave her was nice.
When she came to the next man, she froze. The breathe catching in her throat, she forgot to breathe. She'd seen those beady, leering eyes, that pinched looking face, and fat yowls before.
This was one of the men that her uncle had brought to her bedroom as a child. Sitting in shock she watched as they moved as a group to Rayne's door. He had just opened it and welcomed them all in.
Seeing the look on her face he told them to go ahead and take their seats. Shutting the door behind them he came to her and kneeled beside her chair.
" What is it baby? What's wrong?"
She looked over at him, her mouth moving but no sound came out. Silent tears began to fall down her cheeks.
"What?" he asked again this time more frantic.
"That man, the last one. He. He was there. He was one of them."
"The last man, the big one?" At her nod he stood. Hands curled into fists at his sides, he paced in front of her.
"I'll kill the bastard", he said through gritted teeth.
Jumping up she moved to him, "Don't say anything. I don't think he recognized me. Just let me go somewhere else until he leaves. I don't ever want to see him again."
Stopping to look down into her eyes, he nodded. He'd let her leave and then he'd take care of him.
Kissing him quickly on the cheek, she grabbed her purse and headed towards the door. Walking to the elevator she wiped the rest of the tears from her cheeks.
Reaching the first floor she walked out onto the sidewalk and began walking. She didn't know where to go so she decided just to walk.
Back upstairs in his office, Rayne sat down in his chair. Looking across his desk at the four men there he sat in silence. Unable to keep his eyes from falling on, Lawrence Wilkins, the bastard that touched Cadance. The one that hurt her all those years ago.
"Wilkins", he barked out finally.
Hearing Rayne's anger, Lawrence tensed. His eyes taking on a wary look. "Yes?" He said hesitantly.
"I thought you were a man of business. From what I've heard lately I wouldn't trust you with a penny let alone several million. The partnership that we have discussed will not happen and if I have my way you won't be doing business with anyone else either."
Standing up he leaned over, his palms on the top of his desk. Raising his right hand he pointed at the door. "Now get your ass out of my office before I lose my patients and throw you out that fucking window."
Jumping up the man looked at the shocked faces of the other three men, sitting in the room. Seeing no help coming from them, he ran from the room as quickly as he could. Puffing the entire way.
"Well I'm not sure what he has done, but I'm glad to see him go", George said as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. The other two men nodded in agreement.
Sitting down at his desk, Rayne was still seething. HE wanted to run after the man and beat him to a bloody pulp. He wanted to make him suffer the way he made Cadance suffer. Thinking of the treatment that her stepfather had received after his phone call he smiled.
That’s what he deserves to. Rayne had found out that Cadance's stepfather now had nightly visits from several of
Everything was great Cadance thought as she typed a letter Rayne had asked her to. She looked up at the door as a group of older men in suits walked in, talking.
" Well, hello there you must be Rayne's new assistant. I'm Gregory Stevens nice to meet you."
She took in the man’s distinguished appearance. He had salt and pepper hair and appeared to be very fit for a man of his age, she couldn't help but thinking.
Smiling at him she nodded, and said hello. She then turned her attention to the three others with him.
They all smiled at her, Cadance looked from the tall slender black haired man to the man next to him. This one was short and bald, he seemed the smile he gave her was nice.
When she came to the next man, she froze. The breathe catching in her throat, she forgot to breathe. She'd seen those beady, leering eyes, that pinched looking face, and fat yowls before.
This was one of the men that her uncle had brought to her bedroom as a child. Sitting in shock she watched as they moved as a group to Rayne's door. He had just opened it and welcomed them all in.
Seeing the look on her face he told them to go ahead and take their seats. Shutting the door behind them he came to her and kneeled beside her chair.
" What is it baby? What's wrong?"
She looked over at him, her mouth moving but no sound came out. Silent tears began to fall down her cheeks.
"What?" he asked again this time more frantic.
"That man, the last one. He. He was there. He was one of them."
"The last man, the big one?" At her nod he stood. Hands curled into fists at his sides, he paced in front of her.
"I'll kill the bastard", he said through gritted teeth.
Jumping up she moved to him, "Don't say anything. I don't think he recognized me. Just let me go somewhere else until he leaves. I don't ever want to see him again."
Stopping to look down into her eyes, he nodded. He'd let her leave and then he'd take care of him.
Kissing him quickly on the cheek, she grabbed her purse and headed towards the door. Walking to the elevator she wiped the rest of the tears from her cheeks.
Reaching the first floor she walked out onto the sidewalk and began walking. She didn't know where to go so she decided just to walk.
Back upstairs in his office, Rayne sat down in his chair. Looking across his desk at the four men there he sat in silence. Unable to keep his eyes from falling on, Lawrence Wilkins, the bastard that touched Cadance. The one that hurt her all those years ago.
"Wilkins", he barked out finally.
Hearing Rayne's anger, Lawrence tensed. His eyes taking on a wary look. "Yes?" He said hesitantly.
"I thought you were a man of business. From what I've heard lately I wouldn't trust you with a penny let alone several million. The partnership that we have discussed will not happen and if I have my way you won't be doing business with anyone else either."
Standing up he leaned over, his palms on the top of his desk. Raising his right hand he pointed at the door. "Now get your ass out of my office before I lose my patients and throw you out that fucking window."
Jumping up the man looked at the shocked faces of the other three men, sitting in the room. Seeing no help coming from them, he ran from the room as quickly as he could. Puffing the entire way.
"Well I'm not sure what he has done, but I'm glad to see him go", George said as he leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest. The other two men nodded in agreement.
Sitting down at his desk, Rayne was still seething. HE wanted to run after the man and beat him to a bloody pulp. He wanted to make him suffer the way he made Cadance suffer. Thinking of the treatment that her stepfather had received after his phone call he smiled.
That’s what he deserves to. Rayne had found out that Cadance's stepfather now had nightly visits from several of
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