~Gabriella’s POV~"Let's get some more drinks." "Sure," he said. "Can you please give me what you made for me last time?""Sure, coming right away. What can I get you, Sir?" said the bartender. "It's your first time drinking?" The hot guy beside me asks, whom I still don't know his name yet, So I'm calling him hot guy, no scratch that spicy guy. "Is it really that obvious?" I asked and he just grinned. God, his smile is luring. Whatever is happening between my legs, that's new.Thanks to not having a boyfriend at 21. I laughed at myself."Yea, you seem to have no idea of what you were drinking the first time. He turned to face the bartender. Bring me a bottle of Russo-Baltique and for the lady a bottle of Henri IV Dudognon Heritage Cognac Grande." The bartender's mouth dropped. "Please give me 5 minutes, Sir. I will have to call my manager to bring the key. " "Sure, bring us glasses. I will need some ice with my drink. " The poor man was trembling. I'm not sure why. We walked o

~Javier’s POV~I couldn't get to sleep. I was hot and antsy after devouring this petite sexy chick there. I promise she was nice. I stepped out of bed. I was about to take a shower when I received a phone call from Martha, my grandmother's personal helper. She informed me that my grandmother had another session. Gabby caught my eye. I didn't want to abandon her. Gabby and I had unfinished business, but I needed to get away. My grandmother meant a lot to me. I couldn't take my bath again. I dashed downstairs. I contacted my driver, Henry, and asked him to take the car, but he reminded me that I had instructed him to go home. "Fuck." I couldn't locate anybody to assist me to drive at 3 a.m., and the Russo-baltique I took was still on the system. I jumped in my car and hurried to the hospital, but I couldn't see properly on the way. I lost control of the car, struck something, and everything went blank.~Gabriella’s POV~I woke at 9 a.m. and attempted to move but couldn't since I had sex

~Grandma Falicia’s POV~A young woman crashed into me as I was departing for my check-up with Doctor Abbott. No one dared to challenge me. I didn't respond straight away for some reason, which is unusual for me. My gaze was drawn to the child who was bawling. Javier, my grandson, looks just like that boy. He is like a mini Javier.Is it possible that Javier has a son that I am unaware of?I've been pleading with him and Sandra to start a family. I urged Javier to propose to that girl the first year he met her, but he refused to commit. I'm not sure why he decided to propose now.What if that small boy is his child? After all these years, why hasn't he informed me he already had a son? How is it possible? That birthmark was passed down through the Hills family. My grandson has a lot of good explaining to do. I picked up my phone and dialed his number. He was too fast to pick up the phone, so I asked him to stop by my house, but he said he was already there, and the helper informed him

~Gabriella's POV~ I picked Xander up after work and we drove to Chloe and Alex's condo. When I entered and parked the car, they were sitting outside. Alex was taken aback. He rushed over to me. "Where did you obtain the money to purchase a $3-8 million car?” My eyes widened. "What do you mean?" "This car you are driving is worth $3-8 million. Gabby, I can think of just one person from whom I could obtain this car without hesitation: Xander's father." "How come you believe that he is the only one who can afford the car?" "Do you recall the first time you met him? Are you aware of what you drank? You were sipping a two-million-dollar bottle of champagne, the Fucken Henri IV Dugognon Heritage Cognac Grande Champagne, Gabby, while he sipped a 1.4-million-dollar bottle of Russo-Baltique Vodka, What good is a car if a person can squander that much money on a drink?" My eyes widened. I just shrugged it off. " He did not buy this car; someone else gifted it to me today." "Who would gi

~Gabriella’s POV~ "Grandma, I'm aware that you've been wondering about Xander's father, and I'm sorry I never had the opportunity to tell you what occurred between me and his father. I met him after completing my university's third-year exams. My friends advised me that I needed to find a boyfriend since I had never dated, so we went to a nightclub. It was my first experience at a nightclub. I drank alcohol for the first time, and Xander's father joined me. We danced together and ultimately left the club together, to a hotel he had reserved before coming to the club. I had my first kiss and lost my virginity on the same day. I kissed and slept with Xander's father for the first time. We had a good time. I awoke the following morning alone in bed. He was gone. I hoped he would return, but he never did. I continued returning to the hotel with the expectation of seeing him and informing him about my pregnancy, but I had no luck locating him. He had vanished, leaving no trace. I spent the