A Baby for a billionaire

“What do you want?” Amelia's voice came out frostily and Mr Hills let out a stiff chuckle, which sent sparks flying around the office and Madam Jenny apologized. “Amelia” Madam Jenny banged her fist on the desk. “Do you have no idea of what you have done? You hit this young man on the face and still you have the guts to become so rude? He is a model of his company and not supposed to have a scratch on his face. But there is a red bump on his face and instead of taking legal actions, he wants to settle this issue quietly so you be grateful and apologize to him this instant.” Amelia only pursed her lips and started to move it soundlessly. They haven't even given her a room to explain what happened and yet they wanted an apology from her? Never! She wasn't going to say such a thing! “I didn't do anything wrong” she rebuked in a frosty tone. By now her folded fists were already turning pale. “He tried to force himself on me and I lost my cool and hit him on the face. It was self defe

Shortly a knock was heard on the door and Norton, Clyde's personal assistant, walked in graciously as usual. He bowed briefly and reported “Mr Adric the chairman wishes to see you.” Standing up Clyde arranged his suit and marched towards the door but stopped on his track when he remembered something. Having a bleak expression on his handsome face he turned to the woman beside him. “Before I forget, when you are done taking a tour around my office you should leave.” he replied coldly, not giving her a glance. “And please I would appreciate it if you don't ever show your face in my work place again.” Ava turned immediately and she heard those words that came out of Clyde's mouth but all she saw was an open door since Clyde left before she could notice. Ava wondered how her beautiful relationship with her son came to this. Perhaps it was all her fault and she needed to carry her cross now. Biting her lips she tried to hold back the tears that had threatened to fall ever since she st

Puzzled, Amelia reached for her face and indeed it was stained with tears. Her perfect happy face was now replaced with a groggy one. When she finally understood what was going on, a scoff escaped her lips and she turned to her grandfather. “Why else do you think I'm crying grandpa?!” she sneered and resumed eating her food. Meanwhile her grandfather was still taken aback by her current change of mood. Hence he uttered no words but simply stared at her. Amelia knew her grandfather was staring at her so she avoided meeting with his eyes. However she felt her heart thumping when she saw how he was looking at her. Getting fed up she dropped her spoon in a bang. She knew he needed an answer and she was determined to give him one. “Grandpa, I was crying because you told me that you were going to take the food away if I don't slow down.” she said truculently and pushed her hair back. “Do you think it's fair? Why would you scold a grown up lady?” Her grandfather remained silent as he s

Entering into his office in rage, Clyde loosened his necktie and walked straight to his desk scattering everything that was on it. He was obviously frustrated and needed something to vent his anger on.His previously paled face was now flushed red with fury. Tears welled up in those crystal clear eyes of his but he banged on his desk to stop them from touching his cheeks.Prior to this, he had swore never to cry for anyone after his mother left him when he was ten and his first love betrayed him. But right now he was helpless, having no one by his side and all he could do was cry.Letting the tears fall down on his flawless face, he let out a scream “Why? Why me?!” Luckily the office was sound proofed, therefore no one could tell what was going on inside. He fell on his knees and began to sob softly, rubbing his neck at the same time.After crying for a while, he cleaned his tears and stood up. Just when he wanted to take his seat, his right hand began to tremble which caused tears t

The weeks ran so fast that it was beginning to scare the hell out of Amelia. She had turned three months today and here she was again, standing in front of a mirror with her eyes fixed on her protruding belly. Sighing she walked back to her bed and sat down. The thought of going to work alone was beginning to scare her a lot. Her stomach has gotten a bit big that it can be noticed if one could take a closer look. Again if she doesn't go to work there will be no guarantee that she could pay the rent since the expiration date for the last one was drawing close. “Oh sweet lord” she rubbed her forehead softly as she was beginning to develop a headache from thinking too much. A small smile appeared on her lips and she placed her hands on her stomach before speaking. “Kiddo can you help me? Mom is going through a lot and the only way to keep making a living is by hiding you.” She stood up and walked over to the mirror again. As she stared directly at her stomach through the mirror, her