The Tycoon's Lost Child

[Six months later]Grace adjusted her coat one last time and took a deep breath before pressing the bell at No 5 on the hill.For a while there was silence, then faintly she could hear footsteps in a distance growing closer as they approached the door. She felt a sudden edge to run.The door swung open, and an elderly man stood looking at her.“Good afternoon, Miss Moon,” Mr. Monrow smiled at her. “We have been expecting you,”He reminded grace of her grandfather. He was a warm man with greying hair at the temples, and a round handsome face with permanent laughing lines. Instantly she felt at ease with him as he led her through a long passage.The outdoors didn’t resemble the indoors. From the outside, the house was intimidating and cold. With a clean lines landscape, manicured lawns, and flawlessly trimmed trees. But everything inside this home was warm and welcoming, although still very big, the Meyer mansion was a family home, with antique pieces and family portraits scattered aroun

Grace didn’t know whether she should get up and leave or sit and wait. she couldn’t tell how the meeting with Nicko went. Grace had rehearsed so many conversations with herself for this moment. but now that she was here she was at loss for words. or maybe it was the fact that she did not get the desired response from Nicko? he didn't respond he just...left. it was as if there was an invisible bridge between the two of them. one was standing on the other side of the bridge shouting to the one on the other side, but could not read the body language of the person on the one side of the bridge.she knew for a fact that he got the message of what she had come here to convey, but that was about it. he didn't say or show any emotion about how he felt about the news. he didn't say anything at all. she couldn’t read him. He was a closed book. How easier life had been on the ship. how easy was their communication? they could talk for hours on end, she longed for that bond again. to just talk to

The Next morning Grace woke up feeling refreshed. She could not remember the last time she slept like that. Maybe it was the soft bed and everything in it. Shaking off some sleepShe tried to remember what happened last night. The last thing she remembered, was being on the couch in front of a fire, enjoying Mr. Monrows pastry treats before everything went blank. Now here she was, dressed in a baby-soft night dress. Turning on her side, she knew she needed to pee.Jumping out of bed.Then realized her mistake, when a pair of strong arms caught her before she could fall. Gently Nickolas placed her back on the bed, not taking his eyes off her.“Are you okay?’’ he said hoarsely “you need a doctor.”“No...I got up too fast.” waving her hand at him“Come let me help you to the bathroom” he took her arm and put it over his neck, he guided her to the room's en suite. “You do know that I can perfectly walk,” she said stealing a side look at him.He looked like he had just woken up. His hair wa

The door opened and an Amelia came in, grace noted how pretty she was, her bouncing blonde hair was cut into a clean bob, She had on a classy cream suit that she folded at the wrists, exposing a beautiful gold watch. Grace noticed that her nails were painted a striking red that also matched her lips. making Grace feel plain in comparison. She walked purposefully to where Nicko was standing, kissed him on the lips, and put her hands on his waist.“Darling, James said I will find you here, I didn’t know you had a meeting,” giving Grace the up-and-down look, clearly not impressed.“Amelia this is Grace, Grace this is Amelia my fiancee.” a pale-looking Nicko said, finally finding his voice and introducing the two ladies.Grace felt like someone had punched the air out of her. she felt hot and nauseated. The room started spinning, and everything turned blank.*****When Grace came to. she was laying in her bed, she could feel the soft covers from earlier. she tried to get up but her head f

Grace was back in the flat she shared with a roommate in downtown London. A week had passed since she left the Meyer Mansion. The past few days had been brutal on her. She spent most of her time in bed wallowing in self-pity. In all that time She had not heard from Nicko and did not expect to.Now that she was going to be a single parent, she needed to make arrangements about where she would stay. The flat was too small to bring up her child in. their child.The place had been perfect when she was still a hostess on the ship but since she could no longer work, the place felt cramped. Today she planned on calling the flight Center to get a flight back to Ireland as soon as possible. She was moving back to her childhood home in Culmore. The house had been vacant for 5 years now. She took a long shower, giving her time to put a pause on her thought, relishing the pressure of the water on her skin. As she stepped out of the bathroom, she felt like a new person. Her mind was clearer th