Chapter 3 Isn't It Ironic

"Even if you change your name and drown yourself in your money, you can't cover up the stench of your character," I said before leaving his office.

How dare he compare me to a whore. I shouldn't have begged him; I shouldn't have cried in front of that perverted, heartless bastard. Why do I have to be a crybaby? Damn!

As I entered my car, my phone was ringing. I left it inside my car. It was Sofia calling, Kurt's nanny. I picked it up, "Hello, Sofia?"

"Ms. Smith, I've been calling you for a while," she said. I immediately sensed that something bad had happened from the tone of her voice.

"Why? Where's Kurt?" My son immediately crossed my mind. He wasn't feeling well before I left.

"We're at the hospital right now. Kurt suddenly fainted. Earlier, before you left, he said he was feeling dizzy."

"Which hospital are you in?" I asked. Sofia mentioned the hospital's name. I hurriedly went there.

I saw Sofia sitting outside the ER. She stood up when she saw me. "Ms. Smith, the doctor needs to talk to you about Kurt."

I went inside the ER and immediately saw my son lying on one of the beds. The doctor was beside him. I approached.

"Are you Mrs. Smith?" the doctor asked. I just nodded. I couldn't speak; it felt like there was a lump in my throat. I glanced at my son. He was still unconscious, but he looked very pale. I knew it was something serious.

"We've run some tests on him and took his blood sample," the doctor continued. He paused for a while, and I anxiously waited to hear what he would say next. "Your son has leukemia. We're not sure of the type yet because it's just a preliminary diagnosis. We need to run a few more tests on him to determine the exact condition of the patient."

I felt like the ground crumbled beneath me. I lost all my strength, and I sat down on the side of the bed where my son lay. Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this?

We spent the whole day in the hospital, undergoing various tests. The doctor said he needed to be confined.

"Mama, how long are we going to stay here?" Kurt asked.

"Maybe we'll be able to go home tomorrow. So, be strong. I'll take you to amusement park and buy you lots of toys." I tried to act normal. I didn't want him to think that something was wrong.

"I'm already strong." He flexed his arms to show his 'muscles'. "See! Can we go home now?"

I kissed him on the forehead and tried to explain the situation, "No, baby. You need to get better. Don't you want to be a hero? You're in the hospital because there are villains in your body right now. Your doctor is giving you super strength to fight them. Promise me you'll defeat those villains for Mama."

"Promise!" He raised his right hand. "But what do I have to do to fight them?"

"You just have to be strong."

Even though I didn't want to leave my son, I had to. There were too many problems that needed fixing. Our business was on the verge of closing because there was no money left for its operation, and we were drowning in debt. As they say, 'When it rains, it pours.'

"Ms. Avery, someone has been waiting for you. I've been trying to call you, but your phone is off," said Evelyn.

"Who?" I asked.

"Ms. Miller, she said. There she is." Pauline pointed to the woman sitting.

I approached her. She stood up from her seat. "Are you Avery Smith?"

"That's me," I replied.

"I'm Aurora Miller. I was sent by Mr. Laiken Northstar to talk to you about the case he's filing against you."

"Tell him to go fuck himself," I said before turning away.

"Ms. Smith, you signed a contract. My client can have you arrested and brought to the police station today," she said.

I stopped in my tracks. I suddenly remembered my son; he needs me. I can't go to prison. I faced her again. "Then, what does he want? I don't have anything to give him. Our business is closing down."

"He wants you to visit him and talk to him. If you don't do that, you're free to call your lawyer, and we can discuss the case my client is filing against you," she said.

Of course, he wants sex. If that's the way to end this, then I'll do it. It's just sex. It's not like I'm still a virgin; I already have a child. Besides, we already had sex before... well, it's not sex, it's rape, but still...

So yeah, I got in my car and went to his office.

"Good to see you again, my sweet Avery," he said with a sarcastic grin on his face.

"Let's just get this over with. I don't have time to play your sick little games," I rolled my eyes.

I started unbuttoning my blouse. He hesitated for a moment, "Now?"

"Yes, now." I removed my skirt and then my underwear. I stood in front of him, naked, while he sat on his swivel chair, looking at me from head to toe. He stood up and approached me. He kissed me on the lips, gently at first, then his kiss deepened. I didn't respond. He led me to the couch and laid me down.

He started undressing, taking off his suit and underwear. He sat at the edge of the couch while I lay there. He kissed me from my lips down to my neck and to my breasts. He sucked on one of my nipples while his hand played with the other. Suddenly, I had a flashback of the rape, and I started shaking.

He stopped and lifted his head. "Hey, hey, relax. You're shaking. Is this your first?"

I looked at him confused. This isn't my first time. He was the one who did that to me, doesn't he know? "Uh... no."

"Just try to relax, okay?" I missed that tender look in his eyes. It relaxed me a bit. He continued what he was doing, being gentle with me, which helped a lot.

His kiss went down to my stomach and then to my... "Oooh..." I bit my lip to stifle a scream. It felt so good, something I had never felt before. I couldn't describe what I was feeling, but it felt good. I was literally grinding my hips against him. I pulled his hair, and then I felt like something inside me had exploded, leaking outside of me. "Lake..."

He stopped kissing me down there. "Delicious," he said with a wicked grin. I blushed. "You still look cute when you blush," he said before kissing me on the lips. This time, I responded to his kiss.

After a while, he positioned himself. He parted my legs and entered inside me. It still hurt, but not as much as before. However, the pain and him being on top triggered memories of the rape. I was scared, but I didn't show it to him. I hugged him tight, and suddenly, the fear disappeared. We fell asleep on the couch, my head on his chest.

"Wake up..." I heard Lake whisper. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. "You were moaning. Are you having a bad dream?"

I nodded. I dreamt of it again. It had been a long time since I had that dream. I snuggled closer to him. Isn't it ironic? The man I feared in my dreams is now beside me, and I feel safe with him.