Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 371

S2–Chapter 157

Reynold’s POV

I was still wondering how that idiot Henry managed to get to that hotel. When Samantha walked in, I was sure she was expecting to meet him, and just by her being there, I knew she hadn’t talked to that fool. But somehow he found out and ruined my plans.

And that wasn’t all – he showed up with that brute of a detective who immediately started pushing me around. God, that detective’s hand was heavy; the punch he gave me in the face still hurt.

I just wanted my night of pleasure with Samantha, and I wasn’t willing to share my first time with her with that little thug Romulus. I made a deal with him, but I wasn’t interested in waiting until he felt like letting me fuck that hot piece. So I handled it my way – borrowed some money from Reuben and put my plan into action. I remembered the lunch at Hebe’s house when Samantha was talking about how Henry would make romantic surprises and always give her red roses – such terrible tackiness! But it was useful because she fell for my trap, and I would have gotten what I wanted if that idiot Henry hadn’t shown up to mess everything up.

I’m stuck here in this stinking cell for days, and I didn’t even get what I wanted. At least the other detective followed the law and called my lawyer. Let’s see what Reuben will do this time to get me out of here. I’ve been locked up for too long, almost a week – I’ve had enough.

“You perverted old man, your lawyer’s here,” a police officer approached the cell and called out to me.

“Show some respect, you punk!” I was pissed – everyone was calling me old.

“Respect? You know where you are and what you did to get here, and you still want respect? Keep pushing it, and your reputation as a Jack will spread through the joint real quick, and you’ll miss dealing with me.” The officer spoke threateningly.

“Jack? What the hell is Jack?” I asked, confused. These cop and criminal types seem to have their own dialect; sometimes it was hard to understand.

“Jack means rapist in prison slang, you perverted pretty boy,” the officer laughed. “Now turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

“I’m not turning around. I don’t take orders from illiterate nobodies like you,” I replied to that smartass. He’d been provoking me since the day I ended up here.

“Fine, then you’re not leaving this cell to talk to your lawyer,” he replied, thoroughly pleased with himself.

“That’s my right; you can’t prevent it,” I complained.

“But you’re the one refusing to leave the cell,” he said with the most ironic tone in his voice.

“I’m not refusing to leave,” I protested.

“If you refuse to follow security procedures, you’re refusing to leave the cell. Handcuffing you is a security proced. So you decide,” the officer was having fun at my expense.

I turned around and put my hands behind my back. The idiot handcuffed me and yanked the cuffs, making my back slam against

the bars.

“Get something straight, Jack,” he emphasized the word “Jack“, “the moment you landed in here, you gave up your rights. When you give up your rights, you don’t get to choose anymore, so you’ve got no say now – we’re in charge. You sick pervert!”

He dragged me out of the cell, showing no gentleness, to a small room with a table and two chairs where Reuben was waiting for me. He sat me down without removing the handcuffs. When he was about to leave, I asked if he would take off the cuffs, and he laughed, saying they’d only come off when I was back in my cell. I wanted to kill that worthless cop.

“Relax and stop obsessing over details, Reynold. This is procedure Reuben said seriously.

“Procedure? This is pure humiliation, that’s what it is,” I complained.

S2–Chapter 157

+25 BONUS

“Think what you want, but let me give you some advice follow orders without complaining, both here and in prison, unless you want your life to get more complicated,” Reuben warned.

“Prison, Reuben? Hold it right there – I’m not going to prison. You better find a way to get me out of here fast,” I wasn’t going to be locked up in some dump, no way.

“Reynold, Reynold.” Reuben sighed, pulled up his chair, and sat down. “Let me explain something to you – your situation is bad! I warned you when I got you out of here the first time that if you fell again, it would be almost impossible to get you back on the street.”

“Almost isn’t impossible, Reuben. So get to work and get me out of here.” I was losing my patience.

“Reynold, you don’t listen to yourself, do you?! And you certainly don’t listen to me. This time there’s absolutely no chance of you getting out. You were caught in the act attempting rape, and your intrusion at your grandson’s birthday party also earned you an attempted…”

“Attempted, Reuben, nothing was actually done,” I interrupted before he could continue making excuses.

“Oh, right. But you’re forgetting about the two women from almost four years ago, and maybe you don’t know, but there’s an extradition request from other state, where they want you to face two rape charges there. In other words, you’re a habitual offender! Frankly, your situation is terrible, to put it mildly.”

“Reuben, just work and get me out of here.”

“Reynold, there’s no way out this time, understand. You’ll face these charges in custody. Besides, we need to discuss something else.”

“What now?” I was already impatient with this incompetent fool.

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