26.

EROS' POV

I sat at the back of my vehicle, as I waited for Dalia to come down. It hadn't occurred to me until just now in her office, how much she actually despised me. Of course, the feeling was mutual, and I was only slightly bothered because the possibilityofus having a child togethe. I was no stranger to being disliked, over the years I had made quite a number of enemies, but barely any of them were women. Even fewer were as young, and attractive as Dalia. I did not think much of her personality, or intelligence, but even I knew that Ms. Thompson was a gorgeous woman. Maybe under different circumstances, I would've slept with her on purpose. The front bell rang as the door opened and closed, and I saw Dalia coming down the steps.

She had put a coat over her outfit, and tied her hair back in a low ponytail. She stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking in different directions in search of something. I realise the windows of my car are tinted, and that she cannot see, and then ask