Zaden's POV...
Mila had just dashed off to the bathroom, leaving behind the faint scent of her perfume and the echo of everything that had just happened between us. I was still reeling â not just from the hangover pounding behind my eyes, but from the realization of who she really was.
The woman Iâd tangled sheets with, the one whose skin Iâd traced with my fingertips just hours ago⌠was Mr. Grayson's daughter.
After what Alex had dropped on me last night â news that turned my entire world on its head â Iâd drowned myself in one too many drinks. I remember the haze, the heat, the feel of her lips against mine. But I never expected her. Not Mila.
I didn't know she was so drunk last nightâŚ.. but how could I have known when I too was also wasted.
I had to step out of the room to meet up with Alex. I wanted him to find out how I ended up in bed with Miss Grayson, for all I know, it could also be a scheme of her father, but a part of me strongly doubted that, reflecting on the passionate night we had shared.
Upon my arrival back at my room, I noticed she was already gone along with her things. I expected it to happen and part of me was also grateful. I wasn't the kind of guy to give women closure after sex or profess love and all that. I had women take care of my needs solely for the need of a release and nothing more.
I had to admit to myself that I had quite enjoyed teasing Mila after I saw the shock on her face waking up next to me. I knew she was the daughter Mr Grayson doted on. I took her for the type of girl who would only have sexual relations with someone she loves, professed feelings and all that stuff. So I knew better than to stay clear of her, as I wasn't big on the idea of love and relationships.
Felix was a typical spoiled son. I had always avoided doing business with his family for years, as they say, "The apple doesn't fall too far from the treeâ. My family is really wealthy, but from the age of 18. I had already started my own company not wanting to depend solely on anyone or my family name.
Upon my arrival at the office, I was greeted by my grandmother. I already guessed she would show up today at the office, but I didn't expect it to be this early. My grandmother was the closest I had to a mother.
"Zaden, you didn't come visit us yesterday. Your grandfather and I waited for you all day". She said with sadness in her eyes.
"Sorry, Grandma, that I kept you and Grandad waiting. I had a work-related event to attendâ.
âZaden, when will you settle down? Not only do we need an heir to continue the Blackwell empire, but we worry for youâ".
âYou are always so busy with work. Your grandad and I won't be here forever, you know that. We want you to be happy with someone you love and a family of your own".
"I am perfectly happy the way I am, besides, I have been swamped at work with ZDN Corp's new acquisition. It has been so hectic â. Not that I was complaining.
âWell, your Grandad and I have come to a decision by next month if you don't introduce any lady to us. You will have to get engaged to Candace "".
"She is a decent girl from a wealthy family. I don't know why you wouldn't want to marry her. You wouldn't want to make us unhappy Zadenâ. She said in a stern voice.
I and Candace practically grew up together. We had attended the same school and even college. We have always been nothing more than friends. Though we had had sex a few times, it was purely casual, and I had told her from the beginning that nothing would ever happen between us, so she knew the deal.
âYou can't be serious!â. I said with a frown though I kept my tone calm.
âOh! Yes, we are serious and our minds are made up. You won't want to make us unhappy Zaden, trust me. We need an heir for goodness' sake! You can't expect the Blackwell Empire to really end with youâ. She now had a mischievous smirk on her lips.
As soon as my Grandmother had left. Alex came with some news about me and Miss Grayson's night together. My mind unconsciously trailed to the memories of the night I could remember.
Alex had given me CCTV footage of how she ended up in my room. From the footage, it looked like she actually mistook my room for hers.
âThank you Alex. But please still keep watch on Miss Grayson to be sure they aren't up to anything mischievousâ. He simply gave a curt nod and left the office.
I was so caught up in work that I didnât check the time until my phone rang.
It was Candace on the line. I allowed the phone to ring as I wasn't in the mood to speak with her at the moment. I let out a breath, remembering my grandmother's warning.
I actually didn't want to make my grandparents unhappy. After all, they were all I had. With everything my Grandmother said, I knew she had a point. Yet I couldn't see myself in love or in a relationship with someone, like she expected me to.
My phone kept buzzing with Candace's calls. I couldn't care less what she wanted from me. She knew the deal with what we had between us, though I knew she thought by now I would have changed my mind, but I just wasn't interested in having a relationship with her or any other person.
I needed a solution and one fast.
Mila's pov..I never questioned Zaden about Candace because, after all, our relationship wasn't real.But with the way she kept meddling in his personal life, it was obvious they had some history together and it was really starting to piss me off with her overstepping. The thought of Zaden's history with Candace or God knows which other person made my stomach churn. I didnât understand why I was angry, knowing Zaden had been with other people.Get a grip, Mila. Your relationship isnât real. I had to remind myself as I got dressed.I didnât wait for Zaden to finish getting ready, I left him in the room to join them for breakfast. I didnât want to be around him. Mrs Blackwell was already seated at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand. âGood to see Zaden finally let you out of bed. I was starting to think you both were gonna spend all day locked up in the room.â I chuckled lightly with my cheeks blushing lightly pink, I was trying my best to avoid small talk; I wasnât in the moo
Zaden's povâŚâWe can't do this.â Mila broke our kiss, stepping away from me. âWhat?â I asked my breathing still ragged from our kiss. âYou are using this to escape reality. I refuse to be used as a way of mental escape.ââMental escape?âYes, you are probably doing this because your grandmother is in the room across from us, to make our relationship believable.â âI am merely following the doctor's orders. I am not using sex as a mental escape. What will I be escaping from?â That was a lie, my emotions got the better of me, making me lose my sense of reasoning. But I wasn't kissing her because I liked her. It was just a mere sexual desire heightened by my emotions.âDoctorâs orders? âWow, good to know that you at least have the decency not to toy with another person's emotions.â Her sarcastic tone rolled off easily, and I could see the hurt in her eyes. Her words made a jab at my chest causing a dull ache, but the truth wasn't better either way.I played it off with a smirk, wipin
Mila's POVâŚWalking into the dimly lit rooftop, my chest tightened, feeling anxious about what Zaden wanted to show me that he couldn't wait for the next day.My eyes fell on the decorated table in the middle, with the moonlight casting a soft glow over the table. I looked over at Zaden, whose face didn't give away any emotion, he just stared at me with his usual blank expression.I was confused as to why he planned this. Just as I was trying to wrap my head around it all. I spotted Antonio behind Zaden.What was he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be in Italy?âAntonio, what are you doing here?â I asked with a smile plastered across my face.Before he could reply Zaden spoke, âI invited him.â I looked from Zaden to Antonio confused as to what was happening. âI know how much you love Italian dishes so I invited him over to prepare some for you.âI tried speaking, but no words came out; my words were caught in my throat. I just stared blankly at Zaden.âHe didn't exactly invite me ov
Zadenâs POVâŚI allowed the water to run down my spine. I needed the cold shower after everything that had happened in the past twenty-four hours. To top it all, my grandmother was just a few minutes away from the house. I forgot that I had moved Milaâs things to mine, so I didnât mind leaving my door unlocked. She never came here anyway. Not until her scream echoed through the house. She was wrapped in a towel and a shower cap. I didnât understand why she was screaming when she had already seen and touched every inch of my body. Even though it was just one night. It counted for something, I donât expect her to be shy in private matters.Mila had turned her back to me. I was sure her cheeks were burning red as usual. A smirk played on my lips at how shy she easily became with her facial expression giving her away. I grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my waist, but the towel still required my support, so I held it with one hand. I stood behind her trying to excuse her from the bat
Milaâs POVâŚAt first, the sound of his voice on the phone woke me up, but even when his call ended I couldnât go back to sleep. Rather, I stared at him from the bed, admiring his physique. For a moment, my mind wasn't fixated on the dull ache in my chest or the pain in my eye from constant crying; instead, my eyes traced from Zaden's muscular arms, where his polo shirt hugged him tightly, to the loose grey pants that hung from his waist. Just his presence alone messes with my head like an addictive drug that makes me forget my current situation. âSorry, if I woke you up.â His husky voice reached my ears, breaking my gaze from his body to meet his eyes.âIt's fine, I slept for quite a while, so I am okay.ââOkay.â Zaden sat on the chair beside me with his eyes still on me. âHow do you feel?â It was surprising to see that Zaden cared so much, after how he acted all day. A part of me wanted to believe he cared about me and was scared for me, but even I knew it was the baby he was con
Zadenâs POVâŚâMr Blackwell, Miss Grayson, I would have said good to see you both, but given the situation, I would rather not.â My chest tightened at her words, I was scared for both Mila and the baby. I wrapped her hand in mine, I wasn't sure if it was to calm her down or to relieve myself of the dull ache in my chest. Milaâs panic attack and bleeding had stopped. While they carried out tests on her. I didn't move an inch, I was right beside her the whole time. âThe baby is fine, there is no need to worry. She had a threatened miscarriage, which is normal given it's your first pregnancy so there's no cause for alarm yet.â I gulped at her last words, my gaze still on Mila, her eyes were so tired from her constant crying. âSince this is your first pregnancy there are some things you both don't understand yet. âThere are various causes of a threatened miscarriage and one of them is hypertension. You have to keep your mind clear throughout this pregnancy, don't allow anything to str