Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
"And I'm not going to whatever it is the answer is no N.O."
She huffed at me, which was to be expected but I knew she wasn't done not by a long shot.
" Please son I promise it's nothing bad, just one teensy weensy little favor."
And out came the pouty lips.
"That look only works on your husband woman, now get out of here so I can get to work."
"Oh pooh, what kind of son denies his mother and after thirty six hours of labor too."
By this time I was mouthing every word that came out of her mouth right along with her, she's had the same spiel since I was six.
I laughed and hugged her while marshaling her out the door, mom could be relentless and I really needed to get ready for a conference call in ten minutes. "Okay well since you won't do me this favor can I plan a little get away for you? It would make your father and I feel so much better if you were taking care of yourself. I'm sure your grandfather didn't expect you to work yourself into the ground when he stepped down."
Maybe the old codger hadn't expected that but neither did he expect his company to lose its standing in the business arena. To stay on top you had to go that extra mile and since dad refused to have anything to do with the business preferring his medical Practice. It fell to Don and I to keep things running smoothly.
Our younger sister Terry had just started her first year at The Fashion Institute and had no interest whatsoever in the company, other than the revenue generated from her shares that is.
"Okay, okay, but not next week I have too much stuff lined up then."
"Very well son, I'll see you in a couple days at the house for dinner." She smiled like the cat that ate the canary and I gave her a playful glare as I realized I had played right into her hands. She'd gotten what she was really after after all. Damn the woman was sneaky, I ought to tell her husband to keep her on a leash, but he was just as much putty in her hands as her sons were. I shook my head in laughter as I returned to my desk, my little family break all but forgotten.
Chapter 2
Present Day
"What, what are you doing here?"
It took everything in me not to ring her pretty little neck. No one had ever crossed me before in the corporate world I was known as a shark not someone to be trifled with. I ran my life the way I wanted and made no bones about it, if someone crossed me I crushed them without a second thought. But this...woman, this Jezebel had deceived me in the most unforgivable way.
"You have something of mine I believe." I stared at the bundle in her arms with my heart in my throat as she recoiled as if from something deadly. That fear was very well founded, as it took every ounce of civility I had left in me not to do her bodily harm right then and there. No one took from me, and what she sought to take if what I was fast coming to believe was true; was the most precious of all.
"I don't know what you mean." She looked everywhere but at me; brave little liar.
I walked towards her menacingly cornering her so that there was no escape.
"Don't you? Let's see shall we?"
She made to escape me but I stopped her with one hand, while using the other to pull the blanket away from the little head.
My breath caught and my heart raced as I looked at the unruly head of odd colored hair, my hair.
"You fucking bitch."
I had the baby in my arms before she could even blink. I'd heard the reports but had hardly believed, at the time knowing what a conniving little bitch she was I had made myself believe that the child wasn't mine. She'd used me after all for her own gains and it was my belief that she’d had a partner and that the child they’d reported her to be carrying had to be his. Still there was a chance that it could be mine and if that was the case I had to find him. And now the proof was right here in my arms. I had a son. The only thing left to decide was what was to become of his mother. Things had changed in the blink of an eye; my whole life had just been rocked on its axis.
"For every minute, of every day of the six weeks that he's been alive without me I will make you pay. I turned and headed for the door. I had what I came for.