Mia's POV I smiled nervously at the unexpected person in front of me. “Michael, Why–I mean what are you doing here?” I noticed he was with his wife so I smiled at her too. He ignored my question and said angrily. “I should be the one asking you that.”His wife, Amah, sighed. “We're here on a date; we heard the food here is great, and it is.” She smiles.“That's nice.” I smiled back before facing my brother, “I didn’t want to come here, but he didn't give me a choice; it's not like we're here on a date, too or something.” Dylan chuckled. “Come on, babe. There's no need to pretend in front of your brother.”I would've slapped him if we weren't in a restaurant. Instead, I said to him coldly. “Please don't play your dumb games in front of my brother. Stop embarrassing me every chance you get.”“I'm not trying to embarrass you, sweetheart. Your brother knows about us already so we don't need to hide our relationship.”Michael scoffed, “So you two are really together. Wow, that's just…wo
Dylan’s POV I was done playing her games. Done waiting for her to admit what we both knew was still there. So once again, I took control. She had no idea I’d been tracking her brother for weeks, well, if she did, she'd definitely freak out and get pissed at me. I hired a private investigator the second I found out through my secretary that we would have to come home. Through the guy I hired, I memorized Michael’s habits, the places he visited, the people he saw, when he went to and came back from work, and the times he was alone. Eventually, I got the perfect opportunity to meet him with Mia. A dinner reservation at a restaurant. That’s where I'd staged the coincidence. That’s where I decided to finally confront them both. It was sneaky. Bold. Maybe even insane. But I was way past caring about that. I’d do anything for her now. I'd do anything for us. And now that I was standing face to face with the man who used to be my best friend, my adopted brother, the man who now looke
Dylan's POV “Her daughter?” I managed to ask after a brief silence, I couldn’t believe my ears. There's no way I have a daughter I don't know about. My eyes shot to Mia.“Mia, I'm going to ask you as calmly as I can right now. What is your brother talking about?”She stared at me with wide eyes and confusion on her face while she held her chest like her heart was beating so fast it hurt but I couldn’t care about that at the moment. “Mia.” I stepped toward her, trying to remain calm. “I don’t want to beg you to speak up so fucking say something before I finally lose it.”She looked towards Amah, who shook her head sadly with pity in her eyes, and I could see Mia was still hesitating, but I didn't have the time for that. I need to know what's going on. I walked closer to her so our faces were inches apart.She glanced at her brother, probably for help, before looking at me, “Dylan, please, I can't…” She looked down at her feet.“You can’t what, Mia? Look, I don't have the time for you
Mia’s POVHe couldn’t even give me a little time to think about all of this. To figure out how to introduce him into my daughter's life.I thought he was being dramatic or trying to emotionally blackmail me when he said he'd bring his lawyer but he was dead serious about it.I told him it wouldn't be fair for my lawyer to be absent and he only said fine and asked for his details. The next thing I knew, he flew both our lawyers here on his private jet first thing in the morning.First-class manipulation dressed up as efficiency. That was Dylan Scott for you. Always the strategist. Always five steps ahead. Always making decisions for both of us even when I'm supposed to be the one in charge.He rented out a huge conference room, which was so unnecessary because it's just four of us, but I didn’t bother to suggest a smaller, less expensive meeting place. It's his own money to waste after all.He sat at the head of the table like a CEO ready to close a billion-dollar deal, but this wasn’t
Dylan's POV She scoffed, “Can you just try to be reasonable right now?”“I'm always reasonable, Mia. I'm being patient with you right now too. So, why are you being like this? Why can't you just trust me or something?”She muttered, “I'd rather chew wet grass than let myself trust you again so easily.”“For fucks sake, move on from the past! Holding on to it is only going to draw us back.”She stood up like she got pinched on the ass, glaring at me like she wanted to strangle me, “You don’t get to tell me to move on, you arrogant insensitive piece of shit.” “Look, you can choose to keep ranting all you want but that isn't going to help us in any way right now. Just trust me, Mia. I swear I'm a changed man”She scoffed, “You're definitely a changed man. You changed in the worst way possible and I'd be a fool to just trust you again. Now you’re back talking about love and marriage? I craved these things from you years ago, but what did you do? You disappeared!”“You're making it seem
Mia’s POVOnce again, we were on Dylan’s private jet. Just the two of us. Except this time, we weren’t heading out for anything work related.We were going to see my…our daughter.The air was too quiet, as if the plane itself knew we weren’t just dragging luggage, we were also dragging years of painful things better left unsaid.It wasn’t just the thought of Truth waiting for me when I got home that made my stomach twist. It was knowing Dylan would be there too when I saw her. That he’d be meeting her for the first time ever in his life.I called her but I didn’t even tell Truth he was coming. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her over the phone.What was I supposed to say? “Hey baby, guess what?! That man you’ve asked me about a few times…yes, I mean your father ….Oh, he's coming home with me today, so look your best for him.”I glanced at him from across the cabin. He looked too calm for a man about to meet his child. His eyes were shut, his hands folded behind his head like he w
Mia's POV When he came back to sit down in the cabin, he tried to talk to me again, but I shut him out completely, so we didn’t talk for the rest of the flight. Which was absolutely fine with me. I needed to prepare myself to face my daughter.Soon after landing, we were sitting in the backseat of his car, Dylan was on the phone yelling at someone while I stared at my hands, trying to calm my nerves. I couldn’t believe I was able to resist him earlier. I didn’t think I would be able to. Unfortunately, my body was betraying me, and my feelings are all messed up now, too.I can't let him get to me this time. I'm only moving in with him for our daughter’s sake. This shouldn't be a chance for us to get back together. I know I'm not all that but still….Dylan doesn't deserve me. I took slow, deep breaths which seemed to help pretty well. I should have never let him get to me again even in the slightest bit. Why didn’t I try to fight him in court first? I could've won somehow.“Kira, I do
Mia's POV "I can't do this anymore, Mia; I'm done with you." I'm done with you? I couldn't believe what I was hearing. No. We can't be done this way. "You're done with me?" I asked sarcastically."You can't do what exactly anymore? Tell me what it is you're not doing anymore Dylan! I want to know. You know how much I like you and you know I kept my virginity for you. I kept it for you, and you gladly took it; now you're telling me you're done? Is this some sick joke?.""I'm not joking right now Mia, and you should get over this whole "I let you take my virginity" shit for f*cks sake. I didn't beg you to keep it for me and it's not anything special anyway. It was just a tight fresh p*ssy then. Now it's less tight, thanks to me", he smirked.I scoffed, feeling my cheeks heat up. "It's nothing special? Really? That's all you have to say? I can't believe this. Are you ending things because you can't stop seeing me as your best friend's sister? Is that it?"He laughed. "You sent me to t
Mia's POV When he came back to sit down in the cabin, he tried to talk to me again, but I shut him out completely, so we didn’t talk for the rest of the flight. Which was absolutely fine with me. I needed to prepare myself to face my daughter.Soon after landing, we were sitting in the backseat of his car, Dylan was on the phone yelling at someone while I stared at my hands, trying to calm my nerves. I couldn’t believe I was able to resist him earlier. I didn’t think I would be able to. Unfortunately, my body was betraying me, and my feelings are all messed up now, too.I can't let him get to me this time. I'm only moving in with him for our daughter’s sake. This shouldn't be a chance for us to get back together. I know I'm not all that but still….Dylan doesn't deserve me. I took slow, deep breaths which seemed to help pretty well. I should have never let him get to me again even in the slightest bit. Why didn’t I try to fight him in court first? I could've won somehow.“Kira, I do
Mia’s POVOnce again, we were on Dylan’s private jet. Just the two of us. Except this time, we weren’t heading out for anything work related.We were going to see my…our daughter.The air was too quiet, as if the plane itself knew we weren’t just dragging luggage, we were also dragging years of painful things better left unsaid.It wasn’t just the thought of Truth waiting for me when I got home that made my stomach twist. It was knowing Dylan would be there too when I saw her. That he’d be meeting her for the first time ever in his life.I called her but I didn’t even tell Truth he was coming. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her over the phone.What was I supposed to say? “Hey baby, guess what?! That man you’ve asked me about a few times…yes, I mean your father ….Oh, he's coming home with me today, so look your best for him.”I glanced at him from across the cabin. He looked too calm for a man about to meet his child. His eyes were shut, his hands folded behind his head like he w
Dylan's POV She scoffed, “Can you just try to be reasonable right now?”“I'm always reasonable, Mia. I'm being patient with you right now too. So, why are you being like this? Why can't you just trust me or something?”She muttered, “I'd rather chew wet grass than let myself trust you again so easily.”“For fucks sake, move on from the past! Holding on to it is only going to draw us back.”She stood up like she got pinched on the ass, glaring at me like she wanted to strangle me, “You don’t get to tell me to move on, you arrogant insensitive piece of shit.” “Look, you can choose to keep ranting all you want but that isn't going to help us in any way right now. Just trust me, Mia. I swear I'm a changed man”She scoffed, “You're definitely a changed man. You changed in the worst way possible and I'd be a fool to just trust you again. Now you’re back talking about love and marriage? I craved these things from you years ago, but what did you do? You disappeared!”“You're making it seem
Mia’s POVHe couldn’t even give me a little time to think about all of this. To figure out how to introduce him into my daughter's life.I thought he was being dramatic or trying to emotionally blackmail me when he said he'd bring his lawyer but he was dead serious about it.I told him it wouldn't be fair for my lawyer to be absent and he only said fine and asked for his details. The next thing I knew, he flew both our lawyers here on his private jet first thing in the morning.First-class manipulation dressed up as efficiency. That was Dylan Scott for you. Always the strategist. Always five steps ahead. Always making decisions for both of us even when I'm supposed to be the one in charge.He rented out a huge conference room, which was so unnecessary because it's just four of us, but I didn’t bother to suggest a smaller, less expensive meeting place. It's his own money to waste after all.He sat at the head of the table like a CEO ready to close a billion-dollar deal, but this wasn’t
Dylan's POV “Her daughter?” I managed to ask after a brief silence, I couldn’t believe my ears. There's no way I have a daughter I don't know about. My eyes shot to Mia.“Mia, I'm going to ask you as calmly as I can right now. What is your brother talking about?”She stared at me with wide eyes and confusion on her face while she held her chest like her heart was beating so fast it hurt but I couldn’t care about that at the moment. “Mia.” I stepped toward her, trying to remain calm. “I don’t want to beg you to speak up so fucking say something before I finally lose it.”She looked towards Amah, who shook her head sadly with pity in her eyes, and I could see Mia was still hesitating, but I didn't have the time for that. I need to know what's going on. I walked closer to her so our faces were inches apart.She glanced at her brother, probably for help, before looking at me, “Dylan, please, I can't…” She looked down at her feet.“You can’t what, Mia? Look, I don't have the time for you
Dylan’s POV I was done playing her games. Done waiting for her to admit what we both knew was still there. So once again, I took control. She had no idea I’d been tracking her brother for weeks, well, if she did, she'd definitely freak out and get pissed at me. I hired a private investigator the second I found out through my secretary that we would have to come home. Through the guy I hired, I memorized Michael’s habits, the places he visited, the people he saw, when he went to and came back from work, and the times he was alone. Eventually, I got the perfect opportunity to meet him with Mia. A dinner reservation at a restaurant. That’s where I'd staged the coincidence. That’s where I decided to finally confront them both. It was sneaky. Bold. Maybe even insane. But I was way past caring about that. I’d do anything for her now. I'd do anything for us. And now that I was standing face to face with the man who used to be my best friend, my adopted brother, the man who now looke
Mia's POV I smiled nervously at the unexpected person in front of me. “Michael, Why–I mean what are you doing here?” I noticed he was with his wife so I smiled at her too. He ignored my question and said angrily. “I should be the one asking you that.”His wife, Amah, sighed. “We're here on a date; we heard the food here is great, and it is.” She smiles.“That's nice.” I smiled back before facing my brother, “I didn’t want to come here, but he didn't give me a choice; it's not like we're here on a date, too or something.” Dylan chuckled. “Come on, babe. There's no need to pretend in front of your brother.”I would've slapped him if we weren't in a restaurant. Instead, I said to him coldly. “Please don't play your dumb games in front of my brother. Stop embarrassing me every chance you get.”“I'm not trying to embarrass you, sweetheart. Your brother knows about us already so we don't need to hide our relationship.”Michael scoffed, “So you two are really together. Wow, that's just…wo
Dylan's POV I followed Mia into the only foster home I enjoyed staying in. We decided it was best to get media coverage of me here since I had already talked about this place in a few interviews. I hadn’t been back here since I entered college and moved into an apartment with Michael but it still felt familiar. It felt like home. Mia nudged me a bit and said quietly. “Remember you have to smile and be friendly, Mr. Scott. There are little kids here, you don’t want to scare them, do you?”I scoffed. “I'm a freaking billionaire. They should kiss the path I walk on and fear my presence.”“Oh, please, Mr. Scott.” she laughed sarcastically. “You’re not that important just because you're rich.”“What do you mean by I'm not that important?”“I said what I said. Money isn't everything.”“But it is.”“Okay, Yes, I agree. I'm not interested in having immature arguments with you in front of children.”“Oh, so you're the mature one now?” I laughed “I always have been; now, here comes the came
The Landing Julian’s POVI sighed. “Oh, come on, Mia. Don’t turn away from me now.”She didn’t look at me. Her voice was sharp. “Do you know that you’re a pathetic man, Dylan? You can’t just say things like that to me anymore, so please stop. I’d rather talk about anything else.”Her words hit hard. Not because I didn’t expect the anger. I did and I know I deserved it. But hearing the girl who once loved everything about me express her hatred for me, made it worse.She was done with me. No.I can't accept defeat.I sat there, staring at her, wondering what I could say to her to make her love me again. The way her body turned slightly toward the window, like she couldn’t even bear to look at me. It hurt more than I could say.Why didn’t she believe me? I wasn’t lying. I wasn’t playing games with her.I was here, telling the truth.But she couldn’t see it.She didn’t want to trust me anymore.I hated the silence that started to stretch between us again. I hated how easily we kept falli