Dane Dana was outraged at her son's outright rebellious act. Her eyes lowered to their intertwined fingers. This can't be happening. First, he picks a skank from the slums, then he's on matching outfits with her, and now, they're holding hands. What would be next? A bloody wedding?! Her wild imagination ran as far as foreseeing the great scandal that was gonna stir up if the public sees the two of them in each other's company. It would be a bloody disaster. The thought alone had goosebumps down her spines. This was all too much for her heart to handle.Her brown eyes conveyed the venomous fury welling up in her as she fixed them on her son and his skank. Diam, who always took it as his personal task to rain in her parade, was defiantly returning her glare.Dane Dana clenched her hands in an angry fist. She always lost to her son in their power tussles. But not this time, not when it involved everything she'd worked so hard to protect.Diam got down the stairs, carefully securing Baby
The silence in the confinement of the limousine was torturing for Baby, who had her head bowed since they left the house. She tried glancing his way and caught those green eyes, staring intently at her. Again, she looked away, unable to return the stares."Are you alright?" Diam asked. He drew terribly closer, till their thighs touched and there was barely no room for Baby. He reached for her hand, giving it a warm squeeze.Baby gulped. She tried putting some space between them but his hold on her hand had her in place. "Diam...""Yes?" But he wasn't looking at her, or maybe, he was, but just at a part of her. Her lips. Full, pink, succulent, enticing lips. He brought his face closer, but she quickly looked away. He smiled. "You can't deny me those lips. That'll be sheer wickedness.""What's your plan for me, Diam?" Baby dared to ask. She had to. The ugly scene this morning was still engraved in her heart. She had to know what would become of her."I don't know." Diam voiced out trut
The silence that followed grew icier with each fleeting second. With no one breaking the silence, Baby was fidgety. Her heart pounded brutally against her chest. Fear gripped her shitless as she realized she had greatly overstepped her bounds. She managed a glance at him and he had just a blank stare on. She could not fathom what thoughts ran through his mind at the moment. Her uneasiness grew, and she wished the earth would just break open and take her in. That fate would be preferable than dealing with the wrath of a Dane. History has it that their ruthlessness against their offenders is second to none.Again, she glanced at him. Unable to hold it in anymore, she broke out into tears. "I'm sorry, Sir Diam. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to be blunt. I'm sorry." She pleaded, hoping that would be enough to save her from any agony.Diam, who was taken slightly aback by her words, was stunned at her sudden outburst. Not sure of how to react, he laughed out loud. Never, not even in his
Dane Diam was sure to have the head of whoever had his phone buzzing incessantly on a platter.Not only was his moment ruined, Baby had also curled up at a corner, away from his hold and unwilling to meet his gaze again. Just when he had her right where he wanted, it was all ruined by such nuisance."Baby." Diam moved closer to her. He just could not let this moment be ruined. She shuddered, stylishly evading his touch. "You should take the call. It might be important." The realization that his moment was ruined had his jaw twitching in fury. With a hiss, he picked up the phone."I see you've got a death wish!" He muttered glacially, glancing at Baby. He paused for a moment at the fear in her eyes. Of course, she heard his words. He knew he had to set the records straight immediately. It would be game over if she starts seeing him as some murderer."It's just an expression. I didn't mean it." Diam quickly laid down his explanations. Seeing they weren't enough, he offered his most ch
PRESENT DAY.Baby ran the comb through her hair again, idly and lost in thought.Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she wondered how she had changed so much. She was looking nothing like she had looked four years ago. Time did change her a great deal. Or was it the pains? She placed the comb on the table. It was the pains. She had her agony etched into her heart that it made her forget what being happy was like. It's been ages since she last visited the spa, or had her manicures done. Her hairdo was done a year ago. Nothing on her was recent. She'd stopped living a long time ago.With a sigh, Baby walked to the window, staring into the night. Her arms were wrapped around her as she closed her eyes to the soft rhythm of the singing owls. Fluttering her eyes close, her thoughts drifted off to Diam. It's been a week since he visited. He'd left that day in a distraughted state. She spent every night wondering what had become of him. How much she hated herself for harbouring though
Diam hurried to his feet pulling Baby with him in a swift move. He hid her barely clad body behind him. Quickly, he took off his coat and tucked her inside it. Her head was lowered and her face was crimson from embarrassment. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips at the sight of her dimples, glowing brighter than they did four years ago."Just like old times, Baby." He whispered, before turning around into the overpowering glow of the flashlight."What's going on here?" The patrol officer asked again, squinting his eyes to get a better view of them. "You wanna turn off that flashlight?" Diam could barely keep his anger in check. "Put your hands above your head." The officer ordered, taking out a handcuff."Turn the damned flashlight off!""Put your hands above your head!" "Dane Diam, Green-Grass corporation. Turn the fucking flashlight off!""What?" The officer quickly turned off the flashlight. He took quick steps forward, wanting to confirm the identity."Don't you dare come a
Baby was perturbed at how messed up her little girl looked. It was pretty confusing because she'd seen her asleep in her room. How did she end up so wet? What mess had she created inside? "Sweetie, what happened? What did you do?" Baby cooed, wiping off the wetness on her forehead. "You're gonna catch a cold out here. Let's get you inside."Baby carried her little girl inside, attempting a quick slam of the door but Diam caught it. He gave a crooked smile, carefully shutting the door after he walked in.Baby knew she was in for a hell of a night, but she'll deal with that later. Right now, she had a priority.She squatted in front of her little girl. "What happened?""I'm sorry, mama. I was looking for you." Angel said lowly, rubbing at her eyes. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I was attending to something. Tell me, why are you so wet?""I went to the bathroom and I saw my uniform in the laundry basket. I wanted to help you wash them because I knew you were tired."Baby felt the wetness cloud
"...so the princess and the poor orphan lived happily ever after. The end." Baby finally tore her gaze from the book. Her little girl was already halfway to Dreamland. She smiled and kissed her cheek. "Sweet dreams, sweetie.""Mama, can I ask you something?""Sweetie, I thought you were asleep already." Baby smiled affectionately, running a hand through her little girl's hair."Is that fine mister a friend of yours?" Angel asked with a yawn. She rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up. "What's this sudden interest in the Mister?""I like him, Mama. I think he's a good man.""What?" "Don't you like him?"Baby hadn't seen the questions coming. Her little girl had caught her off guard. Still, she tried maintaining her composure. No need getting alarmed. They're just... innocent, childish questions."Sweetie, Mama doesn't hate anyone." "Great! So he can be my Dada, right?"Now this was a shocker for Baby! Her eyes were barely hanging to their sockets. If she hadn't known better, she'd think