Chapter 6: Above Him

"Trust me, Sophie, I can even grant you the request right now," he whispered convincingly, his hand clutching mine as he searched my face for a response.

My heart ached so much as tears slipped down my cheeks; it has always been up to Laura. Even having our child, it's all about her.

I chuckled as more tears slipped down freely. When did it get to this?

"You are happy, right?" he blurted out, his grip tightening around my hand. "All I need from you is a yes, Sophie. We could have as many children as we want."

I swallowed hard as a feeling I had never felt before surged into my heart—a feeling of strangling him to death right now. I slowly removed my hands from his and made my way upstairs, my legs trembling with each step, my heart beating so fast.

"Sophie said something," he yelled downstairs. I walked to the top of the staircase and turned, staring down at him, and from now on, that's how he would always remain. The little respect I had for him and the love I had have totally gone.

"Sebastian Mandoza, you asked what my answer is, right? It's a big NO!" I screamed above my voice and bolted inside, clicking the door lock. He won't sleep close to me; he could choose to sleep in any of the guest rooms but not with me.

I sank to the floor, clenching my knee to my chest. How am I going to make these two pay? How on earth am I going to deal with them?

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I slowly open my eyes, scanning the entire room. I can't believe I actually fell asleep right here on the cold floor after so many bangs on the door by Sebastian and his threats about how he won't let me have children. Funny, I would have as many as I want, and he would witness it—that's a promise.

I slowly stood to my feet, my entire body aching so badly. I walked towards the bathroom and sat on the toilet as I eased myself, my eyes still half asleep. Then, a loud sound from my phone jolted me completely awake. I finished up swiftly and rushed towards it.

My eyes widened in shock at the caller ID, and I swallowed hard before sliding to answer.

"Good morning, sir," I whispered, my heart pounding loudly. Why is my father-in-law calling me? Wait, did Sebastian tell him about my attitude last night? No, no, he wouldn't; they don't get along.

"Sophy, how are you doing?" he asked gently.

I nodded, then it hit me; he wasn't seeing that. "Y...yes, I'm good," I said quickly, my voice trembling along with my body.

"Okay, I need you to come to the address I will send you. I want to introduce you to a client."

My breath hitched. A client? What does that have to do with me? That's Sebastian's work, actually. I blinked, totally confused.

"Are you busy?" he asked, sensing the unease from my silence.

"No, I'm not. I will come right away," I replied quickly. I could hear his soft chuckle, which sent a chill down my nerves.

Then he hung up. I quickly strode inside the bathroom to freshen up. As soon as I was done, I scanned through my wardrobe, looking for a presentation outfit. I took turns picking up one outfit and then the other before I stopped at a light blue flared gown. It looked simple but corporate. I slid into it, applied a little makeup, and clicked the door open, only to stumble upon a body lying in front of the door.

My eyes widened in shock. Sebastian slept here, outside? On the floor? What's wrong? He could have slept in one of the guest rooms, or is it about convincing me to give up the position?

I scoffed under my breath and crossed past him. He should dream on; I'm not giving that position to Laura; she has taken enough.

I arrived at the hangout center Mr. Logan sent me to. There were many young girls with older men laughing and playing beside the pool. My brow tightened, and I shook my head. So even someone as untouchable as my father-in-law is into younger women too.

I scanned the court, then my eyes landed on him and another man playing golf. A surge of relief washed over me. Gosh, why do I feel happy that he's with a man instead of a woman?

I think I'm really losing it. I slowly approached them.

"Logan, you are so unbeatable at this, why?" the other man asked, worn out. He's also a bit muscular like him but a little shorter.

"Greetings, sirs," I whispered, pressing my lips together, unsure how to address them.

They both turned to me, and Mr. Logan nodded in approval, a charming smile spreading across his lips.

The other man stared at me from head to toe, then he slowly wrapped his hand around Mr. Logan.

"Wow, Logan, who is this little damsel in front of us?" he asked, his eyes staring at me shamelessly.

"Enough! She's my son's wife; don't be pompous," Mr. Logan said jokingly, hitting the man's chest slightly, and the man clamped his mouth dramatically, clearly amused.

"Oh, sorry, friend, my mistake. She just looks like our babies," he winked at me, and my eyes widened. What the hell did I just hear? Babies? Like a daughter? What the heck is this man talking about?

Mr. Logan quickly cleared his throat, silently asking him to keep quiet.

I can't help but wonder, did my father-in-law also have a unique desire like those men over there?

"Sophy, this is the client I'm talking about," he said redundantly, turning to the other man. "Just as I have told you, don't you dare..."

The man chuckled and gave him a swift nod in agreement.

"You could ask him anything you want to know about how to handle the company," Mr. Logan muttered, and my body went still as I slowly nodded.

Handle the company? What's going on here? I'm going to manage the projects; that's my duty, nothing else.

"You have the card I gave you, right?" Mr. Logan asked, and I nodded quickly.

"See me tomorrow," he whispered softly.

My heart dropped as dirty thoughts crept in; would he be alone?