Chapter 8

Jackson's POV

I couldn't go back to the office. I thought about going to the hospital, but I remembered that my doctor had not come back yet, and there was no one I could trust there to ask the questions clouding my mind.

So I drove home sadly, knowing that I had done it again! Yes, I have scared another woman away like I did before.

Which woman in her right senses would accept being fûcked by a sex freak who can hurt her in the process and only work on satisfying himself and not giving her pleasure?

I'm such a dîck! Monica, my ex-wife, is right: I am a beast, and I belong in the woods with wild animals. She had made it clear to me that no woman would agree to have a relationship with me and it's a prophecy that is coming to pass.

After parking my Royce Phantom inside the carport between my blue Lamborghini and Bugatti Veyron, I thought about how perfect I had dreamt my life to be, which this sickness had deprived me of.

Stepping