The Feeling Called Fear.

JEREMY'S POV

Six days ago, Josephine Dukes ordered me out of her life and I called her bluff to her face. Thing is, she wasn't joking when she said it. She wanted me gone. She didn't care about the truth if it had my name involved in it.

My head's been jumbled up ever since. My feelings soured to the gutters. I can't explain the deep longing inside of me. I can't explain the guilt that eats at me every time I close my eyes. So I resort to Vodka to numb the aching hole that has become so glaringly open in my heart. And the alcohol led me to a place of answers.

“Let him in.”

I shrug off the security guards as the long glass door slides open.

“William Dukes,” I announce as I enter the spacious office.

“Do you mind?” I sit on the leather chair opposite him without waiting for his approval.

“And you're… Maxim's Bastard?”

“Ouch!” I hold a hand to my chest.

“Very hurtful, Mr Dukes. You almost pierced a hole in this stony heart.”

There's a soft knock on the door and a young male in