Chapter 2 Kayla's Pov

Kayla's POV

Out of all the people in New York city, I didn't want to meet him now, but I had no choice. I tried to compose myself but it was impossible.

I didn't want to see him after I left him six years ago. I even expect he would ever think of coming to New York. We both had a very rocky background and I knew he was ready to rub it in my face right now as he is standing before me with a sinister smirk on his face.

I didn't even know how I would tell Liam that his smoking hot man standing before us is his biological father after telling him all these years that he doesn't have a father anymore.

"You know my momma?" Liam pulled me out of my thoughts and Tristian turned his attention from me and looked down at Liam with a bright smile on his face.

"Come here." Tristian said and Liam rushed over to him, looking up at him.

"Will I be as tall as you are when I grow up?" Liam asked and I just wanted to disappear right then and there. "I look so much like you. We even have the same color of hair and eyes."

"Liam." I cautioned and he twitched his lips.

"How old are you Liam?" Tristian asked and his voice made me weak in the knees.

"I am five." Liam replied and Tristian looked at me before chuckling gently.

"That's interesting. Yes, you will grow very tall just like me. And have these breathtaking muscles every woman dies for and would plead to be underneath by then." He said with a smirk, his gaze never leaving me.

I felt butterflies in my stomach but I still wanted the ground to open and swallow me up. I knew very well he was hinting back to six years ago when he was the only man willing to have a one night stand with me. He wanted things to get serious after that but I escaped.

I found out a few weeks later I was pregnant with Liam, in a new city with no family. I knew he could only be Tristian's and now he is proving me even more right, growing up to look just like Tristian.

"Do not teach my son dirty stuff." I said, pulling Liam away from him. "Liam, go to aunt Anna and tell her to take you for lunch."

"But momma..."

"Do I have to repeat myself?" I glared at him and he nodded gently before slipping out of Tristian's grip. As soon as he left the room, Tristian's men did the same.

"You didn't tell me you have a mini me with you." He said, sitting majestically across me and I sat down, reading through his file.

"Let's not talk about that, Mr Tristian. You are here for business..."

"Of course, I am here for business and you are the business I am here for." He said and I looked up at him with a raised brow. "Why did you run from me, Kayla?"

"I left my past already, Tristian. What happened between us was never meant to happen. Although it brought me joy now, I do not want to be held down by a man." I replied,. looking away from him. "And besides, you are the first person to leave after that night. Do you expect me to beg for you?"

I've had enough men in my life. After spending over five years with my cheating boyfriend, I decided to take a break and met Tristian and we had a wild one night stand.

I had to admit he was hot and everything a woman could ever dream of but I don't care anymore. After that night, he left me with a note and money but I left it back for him.

He sent his men after me and I had no choice but to leave that place and leave everything behind me. I had to follow my dreams and become the successful woman I am today.

"Look, Kayla. I never wanted a woman as much as I wanted you. I fell in love with you right from that day and I tried to push it off but you never left my mind. I tried searching for you but not until I saw you following your dreams and I decided to wait." He said with a straight face and I scoffed.

"I don't care. And if you are here to take my son away from me, forget about it. He would never even want to come with you." I said and he let out a sigh.

"I am moving to New York, and I want you to design my penthouse for me in two weeks." He said, handing me the file laying next to him.

I checked through the file and realized the penthouse was just two blocks away from my apartment building. I don't know what he was trying to do but I had to do the job anyway.

"I want it in black and white. I don't want any color more, or less." He said leaning into his chair. "And I will be paying ten billion for it."

"It's too much..."

"You don't tell me how to spend my money..."

"I am the one personally taking up the VIP booked interior designs. I take exactly what my company charges and not more. If you need someone to show off your money to, you can go ahead and head to another company." I said standing up in annoyance. "And please sign the contract."

He leaned in and did as I asked before I picked up the file. "You can make your payment to the lady right outside the room. Thank you for you time."

Anger surged through my veins as I walked out of the room. Everyone I came across left the path for me, knowing when I am angry is not the best time to talk to me.

Who the hell does he think he is?