Chapter 4

RICHARD

I paced around the office endlessly, somehow, my heart was racing faster than I expected, something I couldn't explain.

What's really going on?

All of a sudden, one random woman walks into my life, claiming I got her pregnant. To make it worse, she was Harry Sterling’s wife; the man I had been discussing a merger with my company with for some time now. How on earth is that even possible?

I asked myself loudly.

It quickly occurred to me that this was a set-up, nothing else.

Why does this resemble a pattern only one person would employ to get to me?

I just couldn't wrap my head around anything, as the thoughts just kept on flying around in my head. I placed my hand gently on my temple as the headache threatened to split my head in two.

She claims she doesn't know my father, but the pieces just fit in perfectly. I had slept with a lot of women and I remembered the day she said we had sex. Yes, but how on earth could it be that the wife of the man that wanted a merger form my company would hire for a night.

And that's not all, why do I get this tingly feeling whenever I'm with her. Just like the day we slept together in that hotel room. Of course I can't deny she was the one I slept with. I could see the birthmark on her hand; the one I noticed that night. But all of these still looked like a set up I can't just overlook.

I grabbed my phone and a deep breath escaped my lips. With a sigh, I dialed her number. The one she sent to me after I sent her and her husband away yesterday.

“Felicia,” I called, rage burning inside me.

“Hello sir, please…” she was about to start rambling with her soft intoxicating voice when I stopped her. I can't afford more feelings at this point.

“Come to my office now, let's renegotiate the contract. Come alone.” I added and immediately ended the call. I tossed the phone and screamed hard, veins pushing through my skin and my muscles stretching.

My head pounded even harder with violent aches. I sent a message to my secretary to bring me some pain killers and I rested my head once again on my desk.

After waiting patiently, the door clicked open.

“Drop it on the table, please close the door when you leave.” I noticed the footsteps stopped, more like whoever was surprised or confused.

“Uhm…”

Fuck, she's here. I raised my head up quickly, and she jerked sharply. My face twisted into a scary scowl as I noticed she tried to smile.

“Sit!” I ordered.

She moved slowly, her legs trembling and her eyes not wanting to catch a glance at mine and sat.

I couldn't hold back the rage, I just exploded immediately. We both knew this wasn't any contract renegotiation, else she wouldn't be asked to come alone.

“How dare you?” I slammed immediately.

She raised an eyebrow, trying to act confused and I stood up, my eyes hot with fury and my fists clenched.

“We both know that you're just another gold digger, trying to use me for your selfish interest right?”

What do you mean?” She begged, her voice shaky.

“Don’t you dare lie to me! Don't act like you don't know what you're doing!” I warned, my voice firm.

“I know my dad sent you, but I have a message for him. Go back to him and tell him I don't care about his petty games and if word of any of this gets past this door, I'll make sure I crush your life and destroy everything you've ever loved!” I stated, my eyes fixed on her.

She was silent, her head bent and I was wondering what was going on in that mind of hers.

But I didn't stop.

“Who is the father of the child?! Don't you lie to me or try to play games! Are you even pregnant?! Answer me!” I slammed my hand hard on the table and I guess she couldn't take the tantrums anymore and stood up fiercely.

“I'm pregnant and the child is yours!” She spat. “You can rant all day but you'll have to find a way to deal with that.”

That was all she said and turned to leave. “Coming here was a mistake…” she muttered.

I dived through the table and grabbed her, pulling her back.

Our faces met and our lips crashed into each other and she was weakened immediately, more like cold water was poured on her.

I felt her heart racing and I pinned her against the wall, as I couldn't help it. She trembled before me and this was a chance I couldn't afford to miss, despite the circumstances, my mind still wants her.

I ran my fingers through her skin and she twitched, her eyes fixed on me.

I couldn't wait, I grabbed her cheeks and kissed her lips endlessly, like my life depended on it, biting her lower lips softly.

I raised her up gently, holding her firmly and was about to set her against the table when her phone rang.

The air immediately went dead silent between us, but she boldly grabbed the phone and ended the call and turned back to me again.

“Sorry about that…”

“Don't be.”

I kissed her again and my hands reached for her bra, almost unbuckling it when the phone rang again. This time, she ignored it and we continued but the phone kept on making a hell of a noise.

“Who's that?”

“It's my husband.”

At the mention of that word, my heart broke.

Pain clawed in my heart and I just walked away, shame washed over me and my rage surged even higher.

“Why did you have sex with me that night? I asked in confusion. “You are obviously a married woman, why?”

“Uhm, it's a long story but …” She started.

Something snapped in me and I cut her short. “You know what, just leave! You're just another one of them, just another liar!” I spat. She tried to speak but I shut her up immediately.

“You want to spoil my company and my reputation right?”

Tears rolled down her eyes but it didn't get to me. I tightened my face further, masking every sign of visible emotions and looked away.

And I shouted, “leave! Or should I call the security?!”