The Billionaire who saved me. Is he my babies' daddy?

Chapter 1.

From mystery to mystery.

ELSA'S POV.

Nina, my sister had volunteered to lead me to a room after a party I attended with her and her friends.

"Elsa, stay put. You're wiggling your body, and we might fall off the stairs and get some bones broken!" She cautioned me. Her voice a little bit too harsh for the question I asked.

I laughed anyway.

Everything is always funny to a drunk bee.

"I'm older than you Nina," I reminded her, "But don't worry, I will let it go."

"Yeah, right." She said in a sarcastic tone.

We made it to the hallway and my heels kept on threatening to give up on me as my legs moved on their edges.

I could stumble to the ground and break an ankle.

"Nina, the heels."

"What happened to them?" She asked.

I couldn't reply to her immediately, I was trying to pinpoint the lingering emotions in her voice.

Her voice was not as sweet as it always was, and even in my drunk stage, I could notice that.

Her voice held two emotions I could decipher. Hatred and disgust.

I laughed it off and replied to her question with a "Nothing, they're fine."

The remaining journey through the hallway was in silence, though my laughter kept on lingering behind us.

When Nina opened the door, I told her about my current achievement, "I won the race, Nina."

She replied to me with nothing. She only led me to the bed and threw me on it, "You weigh more than twenty trailers of cement!" She growled.

I pouted, "You didn't ask me what race?'"

"Just sleep."

She made it clear that she was not interested in anything I wanted to say.

I laughed then hiccupped, "You're very funny."

She huffed in anger and turned to walk away.

I remembered I called Collins, my fiance, to meet me up at the party a few hours ago, and he hadn't shown up.

"Collins is coming, stay awake." I told myself, but my eyes would not listen to simple instructions.

They closed up, and I slept off.

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When I woke up, a headache like adrenaline hit me and I moaned, clenching my head in pain.

"Ah!" I moaned out.

"Here." A cup was stretched to me, and I collected it, knowing it must be from Nina.

"Thank you." I appreciated and gulped down the liquid in the cup.

"Give it a minute or two, you will be fine."

I flapped my lashes together and relaxed, and like I was told, the headache vanished.

I opened my eyes, "It's gone, thank you."

I jolted when I saw a man smirking down at me. "Who are you? What do you want from me?"

He chuckled, "Last night was fun, I know of it, but can you stop being shameless and get out of my room? I don't want another round."

I was the most confused human right now.

What's he talking about? I had to question myself and I stared around the room, only to suck in a breath.

This is my room. That was more of an assurance than a statement.

The room was nothing like mine.

Nothing at all.

I became conscious of everything around me and became aware of my nudity under the covers.

What? No! Fucking no!

"What, are you pretending right now?"

I turned to stare at the guy with my eyes now wet with unshed tears.

He began to pull himself closer to me, "How dare you pretend like you know nothing?"

"Get away from me!" I yelled at him, ready to escape with the covers covering my shame.

He laid on the bed and grabbed my hands, "Stay put, you got me in the mood for another round!"

"No, let me go!"

The door busted open, and my family rushed in with Collins, and some reporters were with them.

The cameras began to click on me as some guards got the man off my body.

"She paid me for the night, and it was such a blissful one. She's ready to pay for this morning's own, too, if only you are a little bit late!" He yelped out to everyone and I was sure that the reporters caught that moment.

"Shut up!" Collins punched the man, "You cannot lie against my fiancee. She's a virgin, and she can't cheat on me!"

My cries heightened when I heard his defence.

I know he loved me, but this proved beyond everything.

The man laughed, "I'm sorry for you, lover boy, you've just been cheated. She's wide but sweet. You should enjoy her when you can."

He laughed menacingly before he could be dragged outside the room.

Collins rushed to me and scooped me in his arms, "Don't cry, I know everything is a lie."

He carried me out of the room and stopped in front of my father, "This is a pure misunderstanding, Mr Cooper. I trust Elsa, and my marriage with her will hold, no matter what."

My father smiled at him, "You're a responsible man, Collins: only a fool will hurt a man like you, and if you get tired of her, always return her to me. There's a room for shameless people in the mansion."

"No, Mr Cooper. There will be no need for that, I bet you." And he saved me from public shame.

I don't know how the reporters were curbed from releasing that disgusting news about me, but they were silenced like nothing happened.

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That was weeks ago.

So, here I was in my room, staring at a single piece of paper that was putting my life at stake.

All my day's sweat and achievements were at stake if the paper mistakenly got out of the walls of my room.

The door of my room opened, and I turned my tearful eyes to the person who entered the room.

Nina.

She was my only source of comfort in a situation like this and she was the only one that could believe me if I said that I did nothing wrong.

"Nina," I called her and threw myself to her shoulder.

Her everytime comforting hands were opened for me and she began to do what she loved doing best. To rock me till I was calm, but today, I know that her rocking ability would not work.

I don't know who I wronged that something that bad was happening to me because I know I have always minded my business, and I loved to be good to everyone just like I should, but I was receiving evil in return.

It is not fair.

"Nina!" My cries were louder and filled with more bitterness.

"Elsa, what's wrong?" She inquired from me worriedly.

"Nina, I'm ruined. My life has ended." I wailed.

"Elsa, speak up, you know I can't help you without you talking." Her voice had become almost as fidgeting as mine.

She was feeling my pains and that only increased the pain in my heart and the bitterness in my soul.

I shut my eyes and let it out, "Nina, I'm pregnant. I don't know how, but I'm pregnant."

She was still for some seconds and I couldn't dare to look her in the eyes.

"You're lying." She muttered to me.

I know she was still in shock, and my shock was a hundred times more than hers.

I had sex with someone only once, can it be that? It's just a one-time thing. Just once! And it was even a rape because I was unaware. Oh God! My thought ran out to my ears.

"I'm not," I said to Nina and gave her the sheet for her to see for herself.

"Collins will hate me now, Nina. He will!"

Nina was silent, and she stood up from the bed to gaze more at the sheet that marked the end of my beginning while I was on my seat feasting on my tears.

"Elsa," She called with her eyes solemnly on the sheet, "Thank you."

My confusion was all over me, so I huskily questioned her, "For what?"

"I have a confession to make," Nina told me.

She had her eyes on the sheet like it was glued to it.

I sniffled my tears, "Not now, Nina. My life is at stake. I have to think of something right now before my father gets to know about my pregnancy. I have to run away."

"What!" Nina yelled, "And then what? Just allow my everyday prayers to go to waste? No way!"

She had turned into a completely different person by now. She was glaring at me like I was a threat to her existence like I was holding her success dear.

She stared at me right now as if she hated me, and all the love she showed to me was nothing but a facade like she was disgusted by me.

"Nina," I called her to bring her back to order.

"Fucking shut up!" Her voice was harsh, and I hushed in astonishment. I even forget I was crying like a second ago.

She came closer to me, "I can give up the pretence now, I can stop having your filthy body closer to my gorgeous body just to keep on patiently for a day like this when you will receive a big gift that will push you out of the family!"

I chuckled bitterly.

That was because I didn't hear nor understand anything of the words being spoken to me. "I... I fail to understand you, Nina."

She pulled herself closer to me, "I love Collins, that is the confession I have to make. You know how obsessed I am with things, Elsa, and I want Collins now and I bet you can put one and two together."

It was a quick realization to me.

In a minute, I realised everything.

"Nina?" I had to question to know if someone else was personifying my lovely sister's body.

She laughed, "Oh Elsa, are you hurt by what I did? No, I am just paying you back. Collins saw me first, I love him and then you showed up and took him away from me."

I shook my head in utter astonishment, "I don't know what you're talking about, Nina.

"Collins and I's relationship was a contract. It's for the family companies, for both families, it's purely for business, and we're just so lucky to fall in love with each other."

"That's your mistake! Wait til I show this sheet to Dad and Collins."

"No! You won't!"

I stood up to my feet and attacked my sister for the sheet. I should collect this sheet and run for my life and that of my baby, I thought.

"Leave it!" Nina huffed and struggled with me.

"No! Give it back!"

We were still at it when the door opened, and two guards entered.

Nina let go of me with the sheet still with her, "Give you, Elsa, you are ruined. You confessed about your predicament publicly. It will be publicized, and I bet that everyone is in the sitting room right now, waiting for you, including your sweet Collins."

I balled my fist and glared at Nina, 'How was I so fooled?' I wondered to myself.

And now, thinking of what transpired that night after the party in the hotel, Nina had volunteered to help me to my room.

But she intentionally led me to another person's room instead, for me to be raped and impregnated, so that she would be able to claim my fiance.

I was mad now, my pain was mixed with a sense of betrayal, and I rushed and grabbed Nina in the throat, "I will kill you today, you bitch!"

I was carried away from her, and I wiggled, struggling to climb down from whoever was carrying me, "Let me go! I have to kill that bastard!"

When I was dropped to the floor, it was amiss with the family.

I didn't mind.

I launched to Nina to design her face with my wrath, but before I could get to her, someone pulled me back and landed a hot slap on my face.

One that got me rolling to the glass table.

My eyes blurred in the instant, and when I opened them, I saw my father hovering over me with his gun in hand.

"Father," I called frightfully and turned to Collins for help like he always did, but he stared away from me.

I cringed, knowing that I was a slice of dead meat.

"You've embarrassed me enough today and my image has been tainted by you! I cannot allow you to live to keep on embarrassing me, you grateful child!" And he crocked his gun, pointing it at the fidgeting me.

Before he could shoot me, a voice rang out,

"Don't you dare!"

Chapter 2.

A saviour in times of distress.

GERALD'S POV.

I pushed down the laptop my assistant was operating on my car and I yelled out in frustration, "How can babies be so ugly?!"

"Sir, I think you should calm down, we will find a baby for you." Stray tried to pacify me as she bent to pick up the system on the floor.

I hutted and began to pace around the busy yard of the tenth orphanage we had visited just today, not caring about being recognised by the passerby.

The only thing I was feeling at that moment was rage. I was compressed with rage and nothing more.

It was like a shallow feeling in my heart, and it dominated the four dark corners of my heart.

I need a baby! A fucking baby that's not ugly!

How can I be handsome and my child be ugly?

If it happened like that, nobody would believe me in the family, not even my adopted parents and uncle, nor my grandfather.

No, there should be another way.

"Search for more orphanages, Stray, and make sure all this our branching here and there is confidential. If it gets out to my family or the press, you will be doomed!"

"You just broke the laptop, sir, and your identity is strictly confined. You have nothing to worry about."

"Since you gave me your words, you won't be surprised if I take it out on you later if you're disappointed by your sources."

"I still stand on my words, Mr O'Reillys, there's nothing to_"

"Just shut it up already! I'm not in for more flames in my head. You should try to go for a voice surgery, you badly need one!"

She hushed and that was what I wanted, to be domineering and be in control.

I adjusted the ripped jacket I was wearing as my source of disguise, and I huffed yet again, noticing that I was the doomed one here.

No baby to claim before the end of the month, no family inheritance.

My companies, my cars, my mansions, everything will be snatched away from me.

All the things I built with my sweat, sleepless nights and denying myself of a lot of important things just to be here will be snatched away from me.

No! I can't let that happen. No. Never!

I matched towards my car with each step, leaving a trail behind me, and the heaviness of each step echoed in my empty heart.

I hated to be like this, frail and anxious.

Those are feelings I hated, but love is at the top of my list. It was just a facade, there was nothing real in it.

I went straight to the driver's seat, I opened the door and pulled out my driver, pushing him to the floor and I got into the driver's seat and began the car.

I drove out of the orphanage, almost breaking my assistant's legs, but I didn't care. She was useless anyway.

I removed the head warmer on my head and face cap, they were beginning to itch my ears like they were sent to hurt me more than I already had.

Stray had recommended them to me as a disguise to conceal my identity, only for them to stop focusing on their purpose. They were biting my ears.

Damn them!

I increased the speed of the car and wind down the windows of the car to allow the natural breeze into the car.

Maybe, just maybe, it would cause me some solace and take my mind away from my worries.

The ringing of my phone distracted me. I picked up the phone and saw the caller. Hammer.

Hammer was one of my friends but he was the most fake of them all.

I picked up his call, "What?"

I spoke as calmly as I could, but with my anger still in place, it spilt out to be harsher than my normal voice.

"Chill man! Stella called me and told me about your predicament."

"And who the fuck is Stella?"

"Your assistant."

Stray. That bitch!

I had always known that she had a tongue like that of a spoiled typewriter. It could not be controlled, and her stupid crush on Hammer was already threatening my hard work.

"Fuck that bitch's loosed mouth! How dare she relate my affairs to you of all people!"

My voice was laced with distaste, and I could feel some hatred tasting sour at the tip of my tongue.

I don't like him, not at all, I don't even like myself. The only things I could boldly say that I liked in this world were my cars, my companies, the medals and awards in the mansions and my hotels.

That was all.

I was still a friend to him because he wouldn't leave me be, and he always found me anytime I wanted to hide away.

I could hear the heavy sigh he released like I cared about his feelings.

"I called you because I have a solution to your problem. If you can't find a baby, then get a baby mama."

I scoffed, "I don't want to waste my spam into some useless loosed holes, they're precious to me!"

Who will ever believe I'm an impotent?

I don't too, until after several checkups.

Damn my dick!

"Yeah then, there's a friend of mine that got a lady pregnant, and he's not needing her nor the baby. You could claim the lady and the child, pretend that you care for her and steal the child after birth. Boom! Your baby."

"That's a dumb advice. No wonder you always come last in school back then."

I replied to him without thinking and I know my voice and words were harsh and cold, but I don't give a flying fuck about it.

"Whatever. I will send the address to you in case you change your mind."

I hung up immediately, and the address popped up on my phone.

I hit the steering in great frustration, "Damn! Dammit!"

What the fuck did he take me for? Am I that desperate to claim another man's child?

No! Of course, no!

But like a magnet tugging my soul and controlling my life, I felt myself picking up the phone and checking out the address.

Of course, I know fully well that I'm not desperate, but a little glance at the baby mama should do. If I don't barf with the sight of her, I might consider following Hammer's ideas.

Those were my thoughts as I manoeuvered the car to a roundabout and changed direction to the address I was given.

I got to the gate that had the address on it, and I used my face cap before the headmaster, already ready for another biting pain from them.

I got out of my car and went straight to the gate, which was opened. I pocketed my hands and walked into the company in style, ignoring the guards who were staring dumbly at me.

So dumb!

If my guards are like this, I would have them killed without mercy.

I opened the door and entered the house like it was mine, and I began to hear a commotion.

I moved to its source and leaned on the wall to watch everything with keen interest and the fact that I didn't know the pregnant one.

Is it the lady standing or the one on the floor? Or maybe the ugly lady on the sofa who had a bright smirk at the corner of her lips?

This is harder than my imagination. I thought.

I watched the woman with the smirk intensely, and I noticed that the smirk was from her heart as I stared at her, and she looked devilish with it on. She seemed to be loving the show more.

Witch. Like me.

"....I will release my bullet into your skull because you have tarnished my image enough." Said the old man and he crocked the gun.

"Don't you dare!" I warned him without any thoughts in my mind.

My mind was so blank, and my face squeezed up with a frown, and my heart and chest widened within me like a beast would.

My lips twitched up with a deep anger, and the hands that were trapped inside my pockets clenched in a fist.

How dare he threaten my one ticket of inheriting my inheritance? He must be mad!

My legs began to react without me controlling them and I moved into the light.

"Don't you ever dare to race your wrinkled hands to point a gun into her skull? I might not be merciful next time and I don't care who you are. If you want to waste a bullet so bad, why not swallow it up?"

Everyone in the room gasped.

But what's there to gasp for? I spared them all a nicely carved glare with my brows furrowed in hatred for them.

They all are my enemies from today, especially him, the man with the gun and him, the guy sitting on the sofa and looking like Stray, a stray goat like my assistant.

"Who are you? And who are the fools that let you into the mansion? This is not a prison, you should leave." Said the man.

"I'm not planning on staying here, and do you call this hut a mansion? I bet you have not been going out lately."

A toothpick-like lady jumped to my front, "Don't you dare insult my father!"

I sized her up with my eyes, "Try gaining some weight. Maybe you could attract a man with it because as you are right now, no man will look at you twice.

"Neither will they take you to bed for the fear of becoming a murderer with one slide."

That shut her up and her face was flushed with embarrassment, but in the next minute, she was looking all mad and clenching her bones with a glare at me.

Is this girl glaring at me right now? Does she know who I am?

Oh! Someone is so going to be treated with mysteries.

"How can you talk like that to us? Do you know who we are?"

I don't give a fuck about who they were, and since she was torturing herself with her loud voice, I decided to leave her off for now.

A sheet in her hand caught my attention instead and I grabbed it from her. My mind just motions for me to grab, and I grab.

"Give that back!" She yelled and reached out to get the sheet, but I dodged her, causing her to stumble and fall.

Cool.

I took my attention to the sheet and frowned when I saw its content. Pregnant test positive for Elsa Cooper.

Is she the fucking baby mama? No way!

I knew immediately that if she was the one, I would just walk away, carrying the dust of my shoes with me.

I turned to her, "Are you the fucking pregnant person?"

I don't care how I sounded, but I made sure my irrigation was echoing in her ears.

"Why will I be? I am not as wide as that bitch! I'm still a virgin!"

I smirked, "You've spoken well. Who knows if you're having a womb in there? And who will fuck a bone? So you can never be pregnant, neither will you stop being a virgin."

I gave none of them time to think, talk or reason. I picked up the girl on the floor.

Immediately, I scooped her cold body. My body froze up, too, like she had a supernatural power she used to transfer her pain and shame to me.

It was like my body was reacting to her, my heart raced and my hand around her lap clenched tightly to the flesh.

My eyes betrayed me, and both of them did.

They checked her out and the shorts and singlet on her were like a transparent polythene to me, like my eyes were sharper and I could see through her.

Her soul. It was demonic. It was calling me out, and I pressed her body to my skin like I wanted to enter into her.

I hated that feeling, yet I pulled in.

I was losing myself badly. I know of it.

I snapped out with my last self-control and I mentally cringed, noting, This is the first and the last time you'll carry this woman. She's the real witch.

I turned to walk away with her, but the guy on the sofa stopped me, "Where are you taking her? This lady is my fiancee."

I let out a cold chuckle. "Your fiancee's head had been blown open and this woman here is not her.

"This one is mine, and she's carrying my baby!"

And I walked away from them in style.

"Who are you?" She questioned me in a whisper.

"I'm Darren, I'll take care of you."

Chapter 3.

My kid, my hero.

Seven years later.

ELSA'S POV.

The evening's cold breeze hit me as I stepped my legs off of the airplane. I halted and inhaled the great quality of it, and while exhaling, I smiled.

That's relaxing, it's good to be back. I thought and moved out fully with my left hand holding the little hand of my six-year-old kid so that he wouldn't run off or get mixed with the crowd.

I was now a world-renowned model like I had always wanted, and I returned to Italy for mostly three things.

To claim my mom's company.

To show my family they made a grave mistake by sending me out.

And to find my daughter.

''Madam." One of my guards called me as he approached me with the others.

Unlike normal guards, they were dressed in casual wear, nothing serious.

They were under a disguise just like me. I didn't want us to be known.

"Is the suite ready?" I questioned the guard who called me.

"Yes, madam. The hotel has just called, and everything is set. Also, your PA is waiting for you in the car."

"Good job, Sean."

He bowed with a smile and created a space for me to walk by, and I moved forward, counting my steps and keeping a smile under my nose cover.

"Mummy, will we meet Grandpa here?" My son, Daniel, questioned me.

I smiled at him, "Of course, my dear. You'll meet Grandpa."

I could imagine him smiling under his disguise, he must be displaying his missing tooth.

That got me smiling widely. I love him so much.

"And my sister? When will we meet her? I want to give her the gift I bought for her." Daniel pressed on.

My smile dropped like it never existed, and my heart began to beat rapidly and to bleed.

Those first months away from home were not the best days of my life. I got pregnant out of wedlock because of the jealousy my sister generated towards me.

She hated that I was perfect, unlike her, she had said to me, and the best way to stop that was to set me up, and I got pregnant.

I was disowned by my father just after surviving death.

I got saved by a mystery man who claimed to be the man I spent the night with. Even with my disapproval, he kept on insisting, and when I saw that he was ready to take care of me with my baby, I let myself stay with him.

The first months were the best months of my life, and I almost thought that he loved me, until one day, I overheard his conversation with someone, and I realized I was being used.

I tried to escape a lot of times, but he kept on finding me, and I didn't know how.

The last time I ran away, I had run to a place close to a hole. It was an underground house that had been avoided for quite a while.

It was located in a very deep forest and I don't even know what I was thinking when I ran over to a place like that, I would have starved to death.

He located me and took me back to his place, which became like a cage to me from that day, though he worked a lot to get me filled and healthy.

I would have been grateful to him forever because of what he did to me, but then, I understood why he was doing all that for me. He wanted to steal my child.

I felt horrible for letting that happen. If only I hadn't fallen asleep after birthing my children.

I know that he would have stolen both kids from me if he knew that I had a set of twins.

I had bargained with a nurse to help me with my children, but she could only hide one before he showed up, and he took the second child away.

He took my daughter away from me.

I sniffled under the disguise.

Every day I close my eyes to sleep. It was to see my daughter crying or to hear her telling me how much she hated me.

I can't remember the last time I slept in peace. It has always been a nightmare about my daughter.

Nightmares of different versions every night.

"Madam, allow me to carry the young sir, it will be convenient that way," a guard suggested.

I cast him a bad glare before dropping my phone for one of them. I bent towards my kid and carried him up.

I adjusted him in my arms and threw a worse glare at the guard, "See? I can take care of my child."

He bowed, "I'm sorry madam."

I snorted and continued the journey to the car.

We arrived, and a man got out of the car in the center. He was in a suit. He bowed and opened the door wider for my child and me.

I dropped my kid into the car and stood straight to stare at the man who had a smile on his face.

I sized him up from head to toe with my eyes so cold, "Do I know you?"

"Yes, Madam. I'm Theo, your PA." He replied to me without fidgeting.

I frowned, "First thing first, drop your ugly smile, and please, don't ever, I mean, ever, smile at me. You can smile at the clients, but not me."

His smile dropped, and I nodded, "Very good. Also, your work starts tomorrow, and you won't be in the car with me. Even if we're going for a business meeting, you're not allowed to go in my car."

"Okay, madam."

"Meet up, Sean, he will finalize everything, and your house and car will be intact, just the way I promised you during the interview. Now, if you will excuse me."

I got into the car before he could reply to me, and I shut the door after me.

"Take me to the hotel," I instructed the driver, and he started the car.

"Mummy, it is itching." Complained my child.

I turned to him and removed his face cap and nose mask, revealing his handsome face. He looked so much like me. So much.

I pecked his head.

I wonder who my daughter will resemble, me? Or her father? I wondered.

The father of my children was still a mystery to me, and that was one of the reasons that caused my return from the States to Italy.

I have to locate the bastard that stole my daughter, then locate the bastard that impregnated me.

"I'm sorry for inconveniencing you, mummy is sorry." I apologized to my son, feeling so sorry.

He laughed, "I love it mummy, it just itched."

I nodded and rearranged his hair, "Mine itches too."

I stripped my disguise off too.

"How will you feel if I told you that you can start school?"

"Yah!" He was jubilant, he jumped on me in the car, "Thank you, mummy."

I held him close to my body, "I just asked a question. I never said that you would start school."

He disengaged from me and pouted, "Mummy, please."

I didn't want to agree with him, neither did I want to hurt him like I always do, so I told him, "Fine, you won this time."

He took my face in his hands and pecked my cheeks with a sweet smile on his face, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm so happy right now."

I smiled at him, "You should be. I must apologize to you for always taking that educational life away from you. I've always known that your home-school teachers were bad to you, they just wasted my money."

"It's okay mummy, since you have decided to bribe me with this, then I forgive you."

"That corrupts you, you just accepted a bribe."

He grinned, "It is from you, mummy. I gladly accepted it."

I laughed and took my boy in my arms.

I fixed my gaze on the window and allowed my mind to wander off.

I was unable to start thinking of anything when the driver slipped into my thoughts, "We're here, madam."

I got back and alighted from the car with my kid.

Since we had gotten rid of our disguise, the guards surrounded us in a bid to protect us from the piercing eyes around us.

Whispering began to ring out, and I shut my ears to it.

A guard came by and wore a silent set over Daniel's head to his ears, and with that done, we were free to keep moving.

We got to a private elevator and two of my guards entered with us, while the rest went back.

We got to the last floor and got out of the elevator. I was trying to fix the set on Daniel's ears, but we bumped into someone.

"What the hell?!" My voice yelped out, and so did his.

Bad words sucked my throat badly, they threatened to spill out, but since I grew up to not get used to bad words, I don't use them often.

"Sorry." I rather apologized.

I don't plan on sparing him as little as a glance, not at all. I just wanted to get away from everything and escape to the suite to get my child filled and relaxed, tomorrow will be such a busy day for us both.

"You should be! You are the blind one, after all. You were walking in my lane." He said to me.

Those words stopped me, and I raised my head to give him a piece of my mind, but when I opened my mouth to yell at him like I wanted, the words stuck in my throat, and my anger subsided.

What the hell! I gasped in my mind with my eyes on him.

Darren? How?

"What? Struck with my beauty?" He chuckled, "I'm not surprised. All the girls want me, but it turns out I'm for nobody." He bragged.

None of his brags meant anything to me, I was just stuck with thoughts.

How is this possible? This man..... Or am I dreaming? No, I'm not. I shouldn't! My mind kept on returning to the place I knew the man from, the first time I met him, but then, I was too shocked to reply to him.

"Oh! I see, just like others, not at all different." He mocked me.

I watched him as he signaled to the guards behind him," But wait... Guards? Since when? I wondered.

Daniel pulled his hand away from me and ran to the front of the man to stop him from leaving.

"Hey!" Daniel shouted at him.

He halted and stared down at Daniel, "Oh! It's a dumb woman's son. I almost thought you're dumb like your mother."

I watched my son clenching his hands. He was annoyed.

My son raised his small leg and marched the rude guy's leg in anger. Only God knew what was in Daniel's shoe's sole because the rude guy let out a scream, holding his leg and hopping around in pain.

"Don't ever insult my mummy ever again! When you remember the pain, always remember to talk to your mummy with the kind of respect you used for your mother!"

"Ah! Get that kid!" Yelled the stupid man.

"Boss!" His guards called out to him.

With the rushing sounds of his guards like those of military men, I snapped out of my thoughts and rushed to Daniel, but my guards interfered before me, one of them carried up my son while the other stood daringly before them.

I sighed in relief and took Daniel from the guard, allowing him to stand beside his friend.

"Get me that kid, I said. How dare he disrespect me?!"

The guards made a move towards us, but a person ran out of nowhere and ran to, "Gerald, why are you so strict with a kid? Is this how you treat your girl?"

That calmed him, and he could finally drop his leg and stop being childish.

Hearing the word 'girl', my feet almost moved towards him to ask my daughter, but they walked away from us before I could react.

I was not even prepared yet.

Darren or Gerald or whatever your name is, I'm coming for you, and it would hit hard!