“Momma's here!” I took him from France and rocked him gently while kissing his forehead and he wiggled lightly.
“What happen to my baby? Did you miss mommy?” I cooed him. He just looked at me with his watery eyes and he tried reaching my face. I leaned closer to him and he kissed my lips. So adorable!
“I love you baby. Now tell me where it hurts?” He is still few months old so I don't expect him to answer but instead he curled up his body closer to my chest. My precious baby weighs like a feather. I always want to carry him.
“Livy, is it okay if I leave for now? I got a call from the office. I'll be back as soon as I can.” France kissed my forehead.
“All is well Franny. Thank you for watching him.”
“You know I don't accept thank yous from you. It's always what I want and it's always my job to protect you and this cute little baby.” He smile at me.
“I love you France.”
“And I love you too.” He turned to my son and kiss his forehead. “And I love you my little monster!” My baby wiggled.
After my brother left, we made our way to the kitchen. He was no longer sobbing but his eyes were red from crying.
I made myself a coffee and I took the cake from the fridge. I settled down on the chair and I frequently fed him the chocolate syrup to his lips and he always giggled.
We were disturb by someone knocking on the door. It could be France, probably he left something again.
I took my baby with me and headed to the front door.
“What are you doing here?” I couldn't describe my feelings right now.
David is standing in front of me. He is still in his expensive suit while another man is holding an umbrella beside him.
His posture made him look fierce, and his sexy eyes were not looking at me. He was looking at my baby.
“May I come in?”
I didn't answer.
“I'm sure you don't want your neighbors to wonder why I'm standing outside your house.”
“You have no business here. Please leave.” I politely responded with sarcasm in my voice.
My baby jiggled probably to see who am I speaking to.
I cuddled him closer, but he was already extending his hands like he wanted to reach by the man in front of us. He was babbling baby words to David.
David came closer and he touched his cheeks with tender and loving eyes. My baby pulled his fingers. The thunder howled so strong and loud making my baby jump in fear. He hugged my neck tightly and I whispered soothing words to him.
David turned to the man holding the umbrella. “I'll be fine here. You can return now.” He said in husky voice and the man left right away.
David turned to us and he enclosed us by his arms to get us inside the house and gently closed the door behind. He removed his coat and turned his gaze towards me.
“Make I take him?” I didn't notice myself nodding.
He took my baby to his arms and my baby didn't protest instead he touched his father's face and kissed him in his lower jaw.
“My baby.” David whispered with loving voice. He was hugging him closer and kissing him on his head.
My son looked sleepy and feeble probably after crying hard. David was humming a song to him and my baby gently closed his eyes.
I tried keeping my tears from bursting. This is painful. I know I have been selfish of keeping my baby a secret to him, but I cannot live if I lost my baby.
I walked to the kitchen so I could wipe my tears without him noticing. I put the cake back to the fridge. The storm was getting terrible outside.
“Where will I put him?” David asked softly.
I strode towards them. I tried taking him away from his father's arms but my baby protested and cuddled his body closer to his father's.
“Let me.” David suggested sweetly. I couldn't stand his sweetness. It pained me more.
I led him to the bedroom. I noticed his eyes scanning the room. He must be surprised of how small our bedroom is compared to his bathroom.
“Your room is cute.” Seriously. This man found the stuff toys and colorful curtains cute?
“It's so comfy in here.” He added while gently putting my baby on the bed.
“I need to talk to you.” He said while touching my cheeks but I turned my face away and stepped out of the bedroom.
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“What do you want?”
“What's our baby's name?" He asked.
“Nicholai James...” I paused. “And HE IS MY BABY” I yelled. He looked delighted upon knowing that I used his middle name for my baby.
“I know your mad at me right now. But I will explain to you why I'm....”
I cut him off. “I am beyond mad right now. I am beyond angry. I am beyond furious. I am full of rage.” I shouted at him and my tears won't stop.
He walked closer to me and touched my cheeks but I slapped his hand away.
“No! Don't touch me.”
“Olivia!”
“Please listen to me.” He pleaded.
“No. I'm done with you. I'm done with this.” I yelled again.
“Baby...” He spoke again nervously.
“Do not call me that ever again.” I interrupted.
I couldn't contain it anymore. I cried endlessly falling on my knees. I couldn't breath. My heart throbbed so painfully.
I should never let him see me getting weak. But I just can't hold myself anymore. My memories are getting back. Stop this! They are more clearer now; from the first time we met, when he proposed, when we got married privately, when we went to our honeymoon, when we first made love, when he cooked for me, when he threw me out of his penthouse, when I fainted along the road, and when I decided to give up.
My visions became blur and I could hear someone whispering in my ear, “I will have you back no matter what.” Then the darkness filled me.
I was awoken by the loud thunder. I couldn't move. When I opened my eyes, I found myself on top of a hard muscular body with a pair of arms cuddling me securely.
We were lying on the couch. His breathing smelled so good, his chiseled jaw was perfect, and his face illuminated sultry.
I tried to get up but he tightened his hold more and I fell back to his chest. He opened his darkened eyes and stared at me.
“Let me go.” I spoke in weak voice.
“Never.” He responded while getting us up. His back must be aching. I slowly slid myself so I could get away from his arms.
I looked at the clock beside the television. I had been sleeping for two hours. I went to the bedroom to check my baby and he was still sleeping soundly with a drool on his left cheek.
A pair of arms hugged me from behind and I almost jumped. I turned around and David hugged me so tight that I could not breath.
I didn't say anything. Neither he. We were just standing there.
“I have to make dinner now.” I told him so he would release me.
“No baby, let me.” He said while smiling. I just returned a poker face.
While he was at the kitchen making dinner, I peaked outside the window to check on the weather. It was still raining hard and seemed no plan to stop. It was already 8pm and I was so hungry.
I glanced back to David who was reigning the kitchen. His tall frame made the kitchen looked small.
“I'll call a cab when you leave.” I told him.
He looked at me probably trying to understand what I just said.
“Can I stay here for the night?” He bluntly asked with pleading eyes. “I don't know my way to the hotel and there is storm” He added.
Was he really afraid of the storm? He travelled a lot so he was also used to discovering places, getting on adventures, and experiencing different weathers. And then he just pleaded me not to let him walk out in the storm?
“Fine. You have to take the couch.” He happily nodded. Although my bed is large enough and can be occupied by four people, I don't want to invite him in and give it a different meaning.
I checked my baby again when I heard him called me.
“Baby, dinner's ready.” I glared at him. “Don't call me that.” Then I got out.
I was surprised and elated to see the simple kitchen table turned romantic. How was he able to set these things up while I was around? I would say it looked great but I was controlling myself not to fall into the pit again.
He pulled the chair for me and I sat down. After we were settled, he started filling in my plate.
“Thank you.” I muttered.
“My pleasure.”
We were eating silently. Neither of us dared to start a conversation. It was very quiet and the only sound I could hear was the raging thunder outside and the clinging of the utensils.
“How's school?” He started asking.
“Good.”
“Do you have many friends already?” He asked like I was a freshman student entering a big university.
“I do.”
He was silent for a moment probably formulating his next questions.
“Can I stay here tomorrow? I will take care of our son.”
“No need. France is staying, and I only have two subjects all in the morning so I will be coming home early.”
“Can I take you and our son out tomorrow after your work?”
“Why?”
“Ahm...just to...ahm..spend time with....you and our baby.” He stuttered and I could feel his nervousness. The last thing he would do was to provoke me.
I know he has been deprived of being a father to my baby and my baby has been deprived of having a father. I hope I am doing the right decision.
“Okay”. He smiled widely the moment I said my approval.
“Thank you!” He was so ecstatic and he touched my hand and squeezed them.
My last class has just ended. I got these mixed feelings of melancholy and euphoria that I couldn't explain.Am I getting insane?I remember last night's dinner when David became all ecstatic when I approved his plan of bringing us out with our baby. He behaved well and he was not pestering me. He should not make things to provoke me for he knew pretty well that I could cast him out anytime.I am still in my right state of mind. Going out with him doesn't mean I'm letting my guards down. I'm not planning to be captured again. I'm doing this for my baby who is after all impeccable of all these dramas.I got home and was surprised on what I found.The house was a mess.“David?” I yelled.He quickly got out of the room holding my baby.“Hi!” He said nervously.“I was trying to dress him up but he doesn't want to and he keeps on playing around.”I turned my gaze to my baby who was sucking his thumb while putting his head on his dad's shoulder.“Baby? What were you doing?” I strode my way
🎬sexual content ahead 🎬 I just got off from the phone with France. He kept on apologizing his sudden long absence. I assured him everything had been fine and he made me promise to call him if I need anything. It was already 10pm and my baby was soundly sleeping now after I fed him his breastmilk. We played non-stop since he woke up at dinner time. He surely got an energy of a young kid for his age. He seemed to not getting tired. I heard a knock on the door, so I quickly put my silk robe on and headed out to the frontdoor. I was only wearing my black lingerie inside. I was tired of changing. It could be the landlord delivering baked cookies again. Mr. Calvin was like a grandfather to me. He always looked for us and our needs, and he always made sure that we were comfortable in our apartments and we were provided with sufficient supply of our basic needs. I opened the door and found David standing before me. He must have changed his clothes. He was wearing a dark blue polo tu
I woke up feeling sore in all the right places. I found myself in my bed and my baby was still sleeping soundly with a smile on his face. I kissed him on the cheek and he moved a little.I scanned my eyes around the room but I found no David.I quickly got up and went to the kitchen when I found a sticky note on the fridge door.Good morning baby! Got a business call. Be right back.DavidAfter throwing the paper to the bin, I didn't know what I should feel now. He left. He didn't even wait until I woke up. He just left a pathetic note.It was a stupid, stupid decision. Too late to repent, Olivia. I scolded myself. It had been made and done. He got what he wanted so now he was leaving you again. He was done with you.I heard my phone ringing. When I checked the caller ID, I saw France's name.“Hi Franny!”“Hi bunny! How are you doing? How is my adorable nephew?”“We're great. He is still sleeping though.”“Can you take a picture of him now? I miss you guys so much.”“Okay, please be
I got off from this king size bed when I noticed my baby was no longer beside me. I didn't bother putting any slippers on and just rushed out of the room immediately. I found David and my baby sitting on the couch watching cartoons. My baby was springing and kicking in excitement on his father's lap. They were singing along with the characters on the screen. I sighed and stared blankly. My son needs his father. I am not a selfish mother to deprive him of having and being loved by his father. I was standing at the door far behind them. I was wearing a white long sleeve that had his scent. He must had changed me and put me to bed. My baby saw me and he started giggling and babbling "mamamamamamama!"David turned his head and he looked at me. His eyes were sad but smiling. I walked to them and stood at the back of the couch kissing my baby at the same time enclosing David from behind. I sat on the couch beside them. I just noticed that I was only wearing my underwear, no bra on.
David had been very attentive to us. He even hired his men to watch us every single hour. It crept me out sometimes especially when you were being followed wherever you went.During bedtime, I let him sleep inside the bedroom but not on the same bed. He slept on the makeshift mattress on the floor. Although my bed was big enough for four people, he wanted to give a bigger space to his son. My baby slept like a roller coaster. He kept on flipping and turning around and David didn't want to run him over.I was getting ready to bed. David went out for a while after dinner to settle some issues with his business. My phone rang and I saw David's name on the screen."David?""Hi baby, I'm outside.""Okay, wait a minute." I got up from bed to open the door for him.He was standing there in his glorious suit and even he looked stressed, he was still handsome."Come in." I smiled and he pulled me by my waist and kissed my hair then my lips."I need to talk to you." He said.My smile faded.I k
My baby would be turning one next month already. This melancholic feeling in me made me more sad and doubtful knowing that sooner or later, he would be growing up into a man and would explore the world, get a job, and would eventually move out from our house.I was hesitant to face the reality but for the bright future of my baby, I would do anything for him.I have enough money saved in the bank and I have already planned the theme for my baby's birthday party. France offered to take care of the expenses but I refused. He didn't fight anymore because he knew he wouldn't win, instead, he suggested to take care of the technical stuffs such as the lights and sounds, and the picture takings.I got so ecstatic for this big day for my baby. I even had a special planner so I could easily organized the things needed for the party.I already sent invitations to my son's godmothers and godfathers, and their kids. Some of France's employees would also be coming. They were very fond of my baby a
The mixed smells of bacon, hotdog, and coffee had awaken me. My body was lured to the aroma of coffee and my tongue only wanted nothing else but to taste it. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table to discover that it was still five in the morning. Who the heck used my kitchen at this early hour?I put on my slippers forgetting my just-woke-up hair and instantly headed outside. David was gloriously standing in my pink apron cooking breakfast.“How did you get in?” I asked him.“Good morning baby!” He replied walking closer to me and kissing my cheeks. I blushed unknowingly.“Please sit down. I'll take care of you.” He nervously smiled. Do I make him feel intimidated?“Coffee?” He offered and I just replied with a nod. I was staring at him blankly.The house was silent. Neither of us talked or opened a topic for discussion. I also didn't know where or what to begin with.All the time, he was attentive to me and he even served me on my plate.“I'm full.” I told him when he served m
While I was cooking breakfast, I heard the incessant ringing of David's phone on the kitchen table. He was still in the shower. On its 4th call, I decided to answer it."Hello, this is David's phone!" "Hi, is David around?" Asked by a man's voice on the other line."Yeah, he's currently in the shower, would you like to leave a message for him.""Yes, please. Ahm, who am i speaking to." "This is Olivia." "Olivia?...as in Olivia Miller?" His toned seemed surprised."Oh no!... I'm Olivia Grey." "I apologize. Miss Grey, this is Leandro Smith, I am David's lawyer. I just want to inform him on the case about his marriage." "His marriage." I froze. "Yes Miss Grey! He is still legally married. I wish to speak to him regarding this." "I will inform him." My nerves were stiffed."Thank you Miss Grey! Have a good day!" I put the phone down.What was he talking about? Marriage? Legally binded? Didn't David submit the divorce papers? My knees were wobbling and I felt completely numb. I tr