Chapter 2 2

Micheal's Pov

I sat patiently waiting for whom this lady might be. Bella is out of the country and won't be back in a week.

The whole situation felt so strange, I glanced at the laptop screen in front of me as I waited curiously.

A knock on the door brought me back into reality.

"Do come in" I gestured calmly and watched the door which slightly opened revealing John who walked in accompanied by a brunette behind him.

I narrowed my gaze at the woman who shared right back at me with displeased eyes. I have never seen her face before and I wonder who she might be. Gently, my eyes left her face and rested on the gown she wore. It looked quite shabby and out of taste. This woman isn't a woman in my class so her presence here made me even more confused.

"Sir, here she is," John introduced.

"You can leave now" I spoke to John who nodded.

"I will call you when I need you"

Hearing my words, John walked out of the office closing the door behind him

"Micheal" the woman suddenly called out more to my surprise. The tone in her voice was so hard that I was sure that whatever business dragged her down to my office must be a serious one.

"It's Mr. Bills, you don't have to call me by my first name" I pointed out in a stern voice.

"You don't have to tell me what to call you Micheal, I can call you whatever I want" she fired at me.

Shocked by her utterance, anger grew inside of me. I decided to compose myself and find out who this lunatic is.

"I beg your pardon, do I know you?" I implored raising a brow.

Adding more to my surprise and shocked state, she took some steps closer to where I sat. Stood so close to my table with angry eyeballs.

"Of course, you do know me, Micheal" she asserted, watching me so intensely.

Irritated, I glanced at her hand on the table and back at her face.

"Will you get your hands off the table?" I said to her not hiding the anger that grew in me, "Listen, I am a very busy man, I have lots of work to do. I don't know you and I don't have any business to do with you. So it will be best if you state what you want and get the fuck out of my office!" I blurted out sharply not trying to sound friendly at all.

"You don't know me, Micheal?" She fired back at me, not giving me a chance.

"Do you fucking want to look straight in my eyes and tell me you don't recognize me?!"

At that moment, I was so confused, that I didn't know what to do or say as I widened my face staring at her.

"Well, for your information because it's clear that you can't remember or maybe you are just pretending...." She paused, bringing her face closer to mine, "I am Chloe Savana, the lady you slept with at the club in Las Vegas two years ago!" She spat with rage buried deep inside her eyes.

Shocked, I scanned her, never in my life had I seen this woman not talk of having sex with her. Fine, I have slept with lots of women but all are sexy girls whom I can make my sexual fantasy come true and not a damn-looking gold digger who looks like she just came out from the street.

"I beg your pardon" I uttered intensively staring at her, a look of disgust appeared on my face. "I am sorry, you have the wrong guy because I haven't come across a poor looking worn out a lady like you not do talk of making you keep me warm at night"

A smirk appeared on her face, she took some steps away from me and scanned around my large office, and with the look in her eyes, it was clear that she did have something tedious buried deep inside her mind.

"You fucking liar!" She blurted out to my shock, full rage filled her at once.

"You don't remember me huh? Tell me! You scumbag!" She let full-blown rage.

At that point, she looked so violent that I feared she might hit me at any time. I moved backward watching her with a borrowed gaze.

"Michael! Are you trying to deny me right now?! Men! You all are dogs. You don't remember the night you had sex with me at the club, with your vomit all over my body as you moan pouring all your seeds inside of me. We both did this together and here you are seated making me look like a fool after getting me pregnant!" She shouted almost making me collapse off my seat.

Terrified to my bones, my eyes widened in outermost disbelief as I watched her flame eyes.

"Pregnant?" I muttered underneath my breath, a question that sounded more like a word.

"Yes Micheal, you got me pregnant, our one-night stand made me a mother and in fact, I brought your child with me right now waiting outside your office and I won't leave here without you doing what is right!"

At that point, I lost it, first, it was another thing hearing this stranger accuse me of sleeping with her and the other stating that she has a child for me.

"Get out!" I roared with anger and stood to my feet, my face filled with anger as I was not trying to lash it at her.

A look of disbelief appeared on her face, she looked taken aback by my fiery roar but I wasn't ready to take it easy on her.

"What did you just say, Michael?"

"Will you get the hell out of my office!" I shouted in anger, sure that my voice was loud enough for my secretary to hear.

"Get out you gold digger! Wait..." I paused pointing a finger at her, "Is this another means you ladies use in exhorting money from men? Do you think that can get to me? How dare you walk into my office just to utter such nonsense and think I am foolish enough to believe you? A child?" I raised a brow with huge anger, "You pathetic liar, You better leave now or you won't live to tell the story, you seven-face lying bitch!"