Fool By My Ruthless Billionaire

. Kendrick said, "Sofia" Is everything okay? I hardly kept it together. The financials I have observed. We have to speak. You mean now? Though his tone was harsh, I could see I had h

to save us. Should you not get that, perhaps we were never meant to be. I didn't know how much more time I could continue this. Keep pretending that things would somehow work out. Though the agony in my chest was louder, Kendrick's words rang in my thoughts. I had always believed him. But what now? All I now experienced was treason. The walls closing in on me and the pressure rising with every passing second made me feel... I wanted solutions. The phone rang again and my heart skipped a beat. I didn't want to answer it. I didn't want to listen to Kendrick's voice, or for that matter, anyone else's. But I did. The voice on the other end of the telephone, muffled and low, said, "Sofia," Your enquiries have been incorrect. I stopped breathing in my throat. This is who? My heart was pounding as I said. You believe you know everything, but much more is going on here than you see. Kendrick cannot be trusted. Mason cannot be trusted. They have been concealing information from you. I felt my blood freeze. The voice went on, every syllable striking me more forcefully than the previous one. Leave now, before it is too late. Torn between responding or letting the phone ring, I stand in the stillness of my flat gazing at it. The reality has been gnawing at me for days, though, and I cannot keep pretending I do not notice it. Before I call Kendrick, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Every ring seems like a never-ending countdown I cannot control. His voice is firm and controlled when it eventually responds. Sofia. Though I try to maintain a calm voice, the anger I feel for him and for myself comes through. We have to talk. Right now. "I'm busy," he says. Yet his tone suggests some urgency that wasn't there previously. What is this about? "I discovered," every syllable seemed to rip me apart, says me. "You have exploited me. The finances, the treachery, it's all pointing back to you. On the other end, a lengthy quiet follows; when he next speaks, it is nearly a whisper. Sofia, I never meant to harm you. But you have to realise, this is larger than us. The words struck me more than I expected, but I suppress them. I cannot let my feelings to control me once more. So, all along, I've been your pawn? A way to an end? "No," he replies, momentarily breaking his voice. Sofia, I need you though. I have always required you. Though I can feel the tears beginning to rise, I swallow them down. I snap, "You've always needed me for something." Kendrick, what about me then? What do I gain from this?