CHAPTER 10

HE’S HERE

“Ah, yes! Faster Zayn, faster!” Had anyone been around, they would have immediately guessed what was going on in the car.

Jada was holding onto anything that she could in that moment, her leg on his shoulder as he thrusted into her faster and harder each time.

She was letting out so much milk, and Zayn loved it. He knew the aftermath would be a great mess, but could not care less as he pounded her even more.

She was gasping for breath, and he loved it. She used every breath left in her to call out his name, telling him to keep going.

Her moans got louder as she got tighter. That was how he knew she was almost there, and he maintained his pace; he was about to finish, too.

“Ah!"

He pulled out just in time and let it out on her belly. She let out her juices, too. They sat in the car for a while, kissing and caressing each other.

They had just finished dressing and gotten out of the car when Mr. Andrew and Savannah arrived. Whether they noticed how disheveled their clothes were, they did not show.

Zayn knew Jada did not want to see her brother at that moment. He had broken a promise as he always did.

Jada felt sidelined when she saw him arrive with Savannah. He was supposed to pick her up from school that day, and then they would finally spend time together.

She was looking forward to spending the evening with her brother, yet he had ditched her to be with his nurse.

{11/04}

If there was a day that haunted Jada Rose Andrew more than the day she was told her father was no more, it was the day she found her brother lying on his office floor unconscious.

Jada did not know much about her older brother. Other than he took over the family business when she was five and has been working ever since.

She understood that he was providing for them and doing everything in his power to ensure they lived a comfortable life.

He had stayed with them in Los Angeles for a while before deciding to move to New York to further elevate their business.

It was after the move that they saw him once a month when they visited him. She only saw him looking exhausted with a stern face.

Zayn helped her understand that he only moved to escape the memories of all that he had lost. That was the place where he lost his first love as well as his father.

She knew who Deysha was and how much her brother had loved him. It was only after Deysha stopped visiting that she saw her brother cry for the first time.

During his particular visit, Celia was determined to have him go back home with them. She was worried about his deteriorating health.

Jada was walking to the library when she heard a thud in Mr. Andrew’s office. She ran in panic-stricken and found him unconscious on the floor.

She had never seen anyone so pale before. She only remembers letting out a scream. Everything that happened before an ambulance arrived was a blur to her.

She had cried in her mother’s arms for a long time after that. Losing her father had left a void in her that no one could fill. The last thing she wanted was to lose her brother as well.

****

It was not long after Savannah left Mr. Andrew’s office that Zayn walked in. Only this time, he seemed to bear no good news.

“You let Rosy down yesterday. She’s your sister, and you left her to go after some nurse?” His voice betrayed the suppressed anger he felt.

“She’s not some nurse, Zayn! And since when do you care so much about how my family works??” Mr. Andrew was raising his voice to match Zayn’s.

Mr. Andrew stood from his office chair and walked towards the window. He had a clear view of the front yard. He preferred taking his time to respond when angry.

“I’m sorry, I guess you’re right. Savannah needed my help, and I was just so keen on helping her out.” He was still looking out the window. His voice was calmer.

“You’re apologizing to the wrong person, Javyn. She just wants to get to know her brother now that she never got to know her father.” He was reluctant, but he left the office.

It was hard to tell whether or not Mr. Andrew heard his friend leave. He simply stood at the window, expressionless.

For thirteen years, Javyn Andrew had looked forward to having a sibling. He always wanted someone to share the empty spaces in their mansion with. He craved a little one’s company.

He always found it so amazing how much younger siblings adored their older siblings; this made him more eager to have a younger sibling.

So when his mother broke the news that they were expecting another child, he was ecstatic.

The day Jada Rose Andrew was born was probably the best day of his life. She was the cutest baby he had laid his eyes on.

He knew from the moment he held her in his arms that he would do anything to protect her and keep her happy.

He cherished every little moment with her. Whether it was feeding her a bottle or helping her to sit up, he was there.

Having his best friend remind him just how important she was to him hurt Mr. Andrew more than he would have liked to admit. He was going to make things right.

****

Savannah was holding her breath and silently praying that everything happening was an illusion. Still, she saw the man standing there staring at them.

He must have noticed Melody’s readiness to fight him because he raised his hands in surrender. Once bitten, twice shy.

“I just came by to formally apologize to you ladies, especially you, Savannah, that was unprofessional.” Anyone could tell he would much rather be anywhere else.

“All is forgiven; a broken nose is enough punishment this time.” Savannah was looking him straight in the eye as she said this.

She said this calmly enough, still, Melody could tell that she meant it and was proud of her for it.

The young man walked away just as confidently as he had approached them.

“He has a lot of balls for someone who’s tasted this.” She was looking at her fist, which was in a new bandage.

Later, when they were done with their classes, Melody was the first to leave. Savannah decided to go to the washroom before her ride arrived.

She heard no one get in or out of the restrooms while she was in the stalls. It was a graveyard in there since most of the students had left.

It was when she looked up at her reflection in the mirror while washing her hands that she saw it. It was a magazine stuck onto the stall she was in.

The top story had a picture of her dancing with Mr. Andrew. On the side was a picture of her at the University, she was walking from the dispensary with Melody.

BILLIONAIRE’S HEALING ROMANCE was the story’s heading. She was shocked to find out that they had already uncovered her University.

At that moment, however, that was the least of her worries. It was what she saw at the bottom of the page that worried her.

She recognized the handwriting as soon as she saw it. The words were written clearly in black: Daddy Dearest. She immediately felt her heart racing.

Her mind was clouded with all sorts of thoughts, and her legs were suddenly not hers anymore. She kept on looking around to see if anyone was there.

She frantically opened the door to every stall in that restroom. How on earth had that magazine gotten there? Was it there before she entered the stall?

Seeing that no one was in there, she was certain someone was somewhere watching her. This filled her with even more fear.

She was breathing heavily and felt her insides turning. By the time she was able to gather herself, her whole body was covered in cold sweat.

Her hands could not stop shaking, and for a moment, she thought she was going to throw up. She knew she had to get out of there somehow.