into his arms. “I don’t like leaving you here like this. You get Robert to help you with whatever you need. He’ll take you to your friend’s place. You’d damn well better call me if you need anything.” He pulled back, staring down at her sternly. “You hear me, Tara? I know you’re not very good at asking for help, but you need to learn to reach out to those who care about you. We won’t be happy if something happens to you.”
He turned away and she stared after him in surprise.
“The guest house is always available,” he added, turning toward the door as a dark-haired, slim-built man appeared. “Robert,” he said to his driver. “Help Tara with whatever she needs and then take her to her friend’s house. Make sure she gets there safely.”
“Certainly,” Robert said. “Your taxi is waiting outside.”
Tara felt guilty that Derrick had to take a taxi while she had his car and driver, but she knew it was senseless to protest. There was no way she could win.
Stubborn Dom.
“Call me if you need me,” Derrick told her, leaving.
“Right,” Robert said once Derrick had left. “Where shall we start?”
It took a few hours to put the apartment back in some kind of order. Most of her stuff was ruined and headed for the garbage. She sighed as she looked at her clothes. They’d all been pulled from their hangars and trampled on. Everything would need to be washed. She grabbed some plastic trash bags and started shoving the clothing inside. She’d deal with them at Alex’s.
“Anything else you want done?” Robert asked.
Tara glanced around. “No, I think—” A noise outside the door had her spinning. She pulled the door open to find Ted standing there. There was a piece of paper pinned to the door.
“What are you doing?” she asked. She grabbed the piece of paper. “An eviction notice, are you kidding me?”
“You have three days to get out,” he told her.
“You can’t do this,” she protested, following him down the hall. “There has to be just cause.”
He turned and grinned at her, showing off his missing teeth. “You’re late in your rent and it’s not the first time. That’s reason enough for me.”
***
Tara was in a state of disbelief. She couldn’t believe that bastard had actually evicted her!
Asshole. Bastard. Shithead.
Unfortunately she could call him all the names under the sun and it wouldn’t change the fact that she had nowhere to live.
No job. No apartment. No money.
Wow, when she hit rock bottom it was with a bang. She sat down on Alex’s couch and looked at the trash bags around her. She had three days to get out of her apartment, but she’d decided she might as well grab everything right then. Plus, being in that apartment gave her the creeps. It would have been a relief to be evicted if she had somewhere else to live.
Robert had helped her pack everything in the car before driving her over to Alex’s apartment. He’d looked relieved at the new place she was living in. Little did he know how temporary this was.
God, she couldn’t believe her life fitted into five bags.
Well, moping around wasn’t going to change the fact that her life was a mess. She needed a job. She needed a place to live. She really needed to wash these clothes. She couldn’t wear them knowing that strangers had had their hands all over them. She shuddered. If she could afford it she would’ve replace the whole lot and thrown this crap away.
Sighing, she stood. She really hoped that Alex didn’t mind her using his washing machine.
***
Alex parked his car in his garage. Today had seemed unbearably long. All he’d been able to think about was Tara waiting for him. In his apartment.
Had he ever been this eager to get home to Simone? Maybe in the beginning before she’d come to hate him. He shook the thought out of his head. He wasn’t going to think of Simone. Not tonight. Tonight was about him and Tara
He was kind of glad she’d lost her job.
He turned away and she stared after him in surprise.
“The guest house is always available,” he added, turning toward the door as a dark-haired, slim-built man appeared. “Robert,” he said to his driver. “Help Tara with whatever she needs and then take her to her friend’s house. Make sure she gets there safely.”
“Certainly,” Robert said. “Your taxi is waiting outside.”
Tara felt guilty that Derrick had to take a taxi while she had his car and driver, but she knew it was senseless to protest. There was no way she could win.
Stubborn Dom.
“Call me if you need me,” Derrick told her, leaving.
“Right,” Robert said once Derrick had left. “Where shall we start?”
It took a few hours to put the apartment back in some kind of order. Most of her stuff was ruined and headed for the garbage. She sighed as she looked at her clothes. They’d all been pulled from their hangars and trampled on. Everything would need to be washed. She grabbed some plastic trash bags and started shoving the clothing inside. She’d deal with them at Alex’s.
“Anything else you want done?” Robert asked.
Tara glanced around. “No, I think—” A noise outside the door had her spinning. She pulled the door open to find Ted standing there. There was a piece of paper pinned to the door.
“What are you doing?” she asked. She grabbed the piece of paper. “An eviction notice, are you kidding me?”
“You have three days to get out,” he told her.
“You can’t do this,” she protested, following him down the hall. “There has to be just cause.”
He turned and grinned at her, showing off his missing teeth. “You’re late in your rent and it’s not the first time. That’s reason enough for me.”
***
Tara was in a state of disbelief. She couldn’t believe that bastard had actually evicted her!
Asshole. Bastard. Shithead.
Unfortunately she could call him all the names under the sun and it wouldn’t change the fact that she had nowhere to live.
No job. No apartment. No money.
Wow, when she hit rock bottom it was with a bang. She sat down on Alex’s couch and looked at the trash bags around her. She had three days to get out of her apartment, but she’d decided she might as well grab everything right then. Plus, being in that apartment gave her the creeps. It would have been a relief to be evicted if she had somewhere else to live.
Robert had helped her pack everything in the car before driving her over to Alex’s apartment. He’d looked relieved at the new place she was living in. Little did he know how temporary this was.
God, she couldn’t believe her life fitted into five bags.
Well, moping around wasn’t going to change the fact that her life was a mess. She needed a job. She needed a place to live. She really needed to wash these clothes. She couldn’t wear them knowing that strangers had had their hands all over them. She shuddered. If she could afford it she would’ve replace the whole lot and thrown this crap away.
Sighing, she stood. She really hoped that Alex didn’t mind her using his washing machine.
***
Alex parked his car in his garage. Today had seemed unbearably long. All he’d been able to think about was Tara waiting for him. In his apartment.
Had he ever been this eager to get home to Simone? Maybe in the beginning before she’d come to hate him. He shook the thought out of his head. He wasn’t going to think of Simone. Not tonight. Tonight was about him and Tara
He was kind of glad she’d lost her job.
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